Edgar Von Gandervalt

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Evoker of the Buried Spell
Error creating thumbnail: File missing "Fear will keep you alive, but your quality of life henceforth will leave you wanting, at best."
OOC Character Information
Main Job(s):	• Summoner • Marauder
Main Tradeskill:	Alchemy
Preferred Role:	DPS
Server:	Balmung
Status
Alignment:	Neutral Good
Reputation:	Mysterious
Occupation:	Mealvaan's Gate, Allagan Loremaster
Education:	Too much to list
Marital Status:	Single and wanting
Sexuality:	Bisexual
Guardian:	Nymeia, the Spinner
Free Company
N/A
Items Carried
A bag containing numerous quantities of books, supplies, and whatever context-sensitive objects he needs at the moment. Believed to be enchanted.
Characteristics
Race:	Miqo'te
Clan:	Unknown
Age:	19, Born early 1558
Height:	5 fulm, 11 ilm
Weight:	145 ponze
Eyes:	Hazel
Hair:	Black
Complexion:	Pale
Physical Build:	Lithe
Notable Features:	Very Fuzzy

Attributes
	Strength	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		P.Defense	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Dexterity	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		M.Defense	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Martial Prowess	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Intelligence	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Magic Affinity	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Luck	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █

Character

Appearance

Edgar has a very lean build with little to no visible musculature; it doesn't take much time without eating to cause his cheeks to become sunk-in and to expose his ribs. He has a lot of difficulty building muscle mass; his frame leans towards lithe, even malnourished, at best. Edgar is, for the most part, content with his body structure, though he can be rather sensitive about the apparent lack of well built legs and certain other nonexistent 'assets'. His complexion is lacking; paler than the light of a full moon, the poor Miqo'te is often mistaken for being anemic or vitamin D deficient, and when an experience sends him blushing, the blush itself manifests as a bright, violently contrasting flash of red across his flesh. In spite of appearances, Edgar is actually relatively healthy, but it is not uncommon for others to jump to conclusions and offer him food, drink, or even medicine because they believe him to be malnourished or sick. Edgar has little to no explanation for his complexion, and even appears to loathe it, referring to himself as a blot of white. In a case of irony, Edgar loathes makeup even more and refuses to use it, even if it would add some much needed colour to his skin, claiming that most, if not all makeup makes his flesh itch to an unbearable extent.

The right half of Edgar's face is scarred with Aetherburns, bizarre patterns that flow across his flesh like tattoos. His right eye is pale white, with the lens appearing to be cracked like glass. The eye never moves, even when the other does, staring straight forward at all times. His hair is a somewhat tamed tuft of fluff, not unlike a phurble's mane, leading into two equally fuzzy ears, and soft to the touch.

Personality

Likes ■ Obscenely Huge Books ■ Esoteric Information ■ Magical Duels ■ Female Sea Wolves ■ Small Plushes/Dolls ■ Body-Sized Pillows

Dislikes ■ Forced Solitude (Not Self-Imposed) ■ Lack of Control ■ Murderers ■ Stereotyping ■ Aetheryte Travel ■ Betrayal ■ Anything involving Coerthas and/or Garlemald

Skills ■ Tome Reading/Writing ■ Rune/Glyph Drawing ■ Alchemy ■ Slight Axe Proficiency ■ Animation of the Inanimate

Miscellaneous

Rumors Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC! ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard) ■ "He threw a book at me, a book! Muttered something about "five points" and walked off. I pocketed it-why shouldn't I have, yeah? Always wanted a book on rumors." ■ "I've seen him hanging out in the Aftcastle of Limsa Lominsa, usually standing around reading some new book. Never felt the need to approach him, really." ■ "Ex-Maelstrom; didn't spend terribly long with them, but I hear he became too stressed to continue serving." ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ■ "He's seen with that book of his, most of the time, but I've caught him practicing his swings with an axe during the evenings outside the Drowning Wench. One day, I saw him perched in that same spot, just crying into his hands. I asked him what was wrong, and he asked me to help him toss that axe I mentioned into the drink, only now, the thing was soaked in blood, though, that's not really unusual around here, so I obliged. He wandered off, afterwards, before I could question him any further." ■ "He walked into the Missing Member one day. I'd like to say he was beheaded, but actually, he demanded of them some respect because he had come there to drink, and so help him he was gonna be smashed by the end of the day or someone's head was gonna roll. Apparently, the boy speaks their language, because he's been welcomed ever since." ■ "Ifrit went and reared his ugly head, so he signed on in a hurry to deal with him. He was the only one who returned, and he had that look in his one good eye when he did, you know the one? The one befitting a man who's seen some shit." ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) ■ "The boy's a hero who's gone and fought Primals but you'd never hear him brag about it. It's known here in Limsa he faced Titan, and I believe he went after Leviathan, recently, but he's also gone to Thanalan and Gridania, fighting Ifrit and Garuda, respectively. I don't blame ya if you don't believe me, cause after all, against beastman Gods, luck'll only care you so far, you know. I'll tell you one thing, though: thank fuck he's on our side, cause there's something to be said about a man who lived through so much hell." ■ "Y'know, I've seen him looking at dresses outside the Weaver's Guild, often for a long, long time. I decided to strike a conversation with him; asked what he thought of this one dress. I got the weirdest response ever; he critiqued everything, from the frilly bits down to the colour coordination. It took him I think 40 minutes to get it all out. And even then, I had to give an excuse to get the hells out of there, cause I had an inkling he wasn't even finished, yet! For a boy, he sure knows a lot about women's clothing. Makes ya wonder..." ■ "Adopted son of Baldan and Fyora Gandervalt. The two were aristocrats in the Arcanist's Guild, high-society types, with lots of power. Story goes, they adopted the boy, and Baldan saw something that made him envy him. From there, the rumor mill likes to go on about some apparent abusiveness. All I know is, the boy disappeared from the public after showing up to the Guild one day, with some magical burn on his face, and a blind eye. In the time between his vanishing and reappearing, Baldan and Fyora fell out of favor with the Guild pretty rapidly for reasons I don't know, and then broke up with each other. Edgar showed up again shortly after they abandoned their own house, and he looked like he hadn't slept right in years. Came to the tavern, asked for a drink...And then broke down into tears on the counter." ◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players) ■ "Sometimes I get the feelin' that boy cares too much, y'know? But he's been as good a friend as I could wish for. Ain't many folks like that, no." - Jajara Jara ■ "He is not so innocent as he may seem. 'Tis little else to say of the boy save, 'be wary.'" - Delial Grimsong ■ "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her? Fool." - Grieving Hound

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