Vielle Sorel

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Gender	Female
Race	Elezen
Clan	Wildwood
Citizenship	Ishgard
Age	20
Marital Status	Single
Occupation	Unemployed
Height/Weight	6'0
Orientation	Bisexual

Basic Info

LIKES ■ Strong Alcohol (Spiced Rum in Particular) ■ Analyzing people ■ Sparring ■ Food ■ Music / Entertainment ■ Rain and Snow ■ Foreigners ■ The Sea ■ To Laugh at her own jokes

DISLIKES ■ Hot Weather ■ Authority ■ Lavishness ■ Dravinians ■ Seriousness ■ ■

OTHER ■ Alignment: Chaotic Good ■ Vice(s): Moodiness, Alcohol, Brash ■ Favorite Food: ■ Favorite Drink: Spiced Rum ■ Favorite Color: Purple or Orange

Appearance & Personality

Vielle is 6' tall, forcibly strong, and athletic. Her skin has taken on a dark tan since departing from Ishgard and traveling through Eorzea. She carries her families' blonde hair which she'd carefully bound into and almost natural dreadlocks when she first signed up to train as an Ishgardian lancer when she overhead another recruit bragging of its simplicity and protective properties. Her yellow eye on her right is often described as smooth and calming while the deceptively purple eye on the left stares out with an intensity few would hope to toil with. Her forehead bares a recent scar she received in the rescue of dear friend, a reminder she currently hopes will fade. Blue earcuffs gifted to her from her mother frame her small ears which she often pairs with a light blue eyeshadow.

Vielle does not enjoy lavish dressing or jewelry, the cuffs in her ears she wears as homage to the memory for her mother but in general her garb is often simple. When She arrived in Ul'dah her brother insisted on her finding something a little less grubby which led to her sometimes being seen in a richer purple. Unless dawning armor, her choice of clothing still relies on its functionality and practicality rather than an aesthetic flare. She secretly enjoys leathers.

Biography

Childhood

Vielle was born into the world during starlight along side her twin brother Carvallmont. She'd joke that she came flying from the womb ready to take on the world while her brother held his umbilical cord hostage refusing to leave the safety and warmth of the womb. In truth it was probably more along the lines of she nigh strangled him with his own umbilical cord on the way out. She and her brother grew up simply, homey, living Purely off what little the nights of Ishgard provided our family for our fathers Service. As she began going through schooling she'd brag about her father as kids would, she looked up to him. He was strong. While not a scholar by any means, Vielle would of done well in school had it not been for a violent and impulsive temper. She was often scrutinized for getting into fights with the other children.

Teenage

As an adolescent, Vielle joined the Ishgardian knights at an early age. While she was extra-ordinarily short for her age as it was she was strong and managed to get herself accepted. She was mistaken for being even younger very often, and teased relentlessly while she waved a spear around her that was more than double her length. She devoted herself to being a lancer and furthering her goal to become a Dragoon like her father. Lunges, jumps, thrusts while bearing heavy weights on her legs at all times. By the time she was 15 she was tossed out into the snow-swept hills of Corethas wearing nothing more than rags and her spear. That month alone surviving would of been hell were it not for the vivid star swept sky and the howling song of the mountains. Survival was not just about the cold, she was plunged deep into a cavern flowing with molten rock the heat was far worse than the cold. By the time it was all over she was 16 and given her armor. She'd grown some, still short for her age but she had become a strong woman.

When she returned home to her family, she'd discovered they'd been struggling. Her Mother had taken to helping care for soldiers in the churning mists during their missions for extra money. It wasn't long after that we received word that the patrol she accompanied was found in pieces. Vielle spent much of the next year jumping at each chance she could get to punish the dravinians. Soon after rumours of their father were circling. Had he deserted? Sympathized with Dragons in exchange for power? To Vielle this was impossible, would he truely befriend a dragon, the same kinda that had taken their mother, She'd spent all this time training, becoming more powerful, to fight along side her father in the heart of Dravinia. I truth, her father had become intoxicated by the power the dragons had to offer and the call of scales and their powerful eyes drew him to them and he quested to slay them and harness more of it. But she'd never discovered this.

Vielle couldn't take the rumours of her father and their family being branded traitors. She fled Ishgard into the shroud with her brother in tow. They stumbled accross a traveling caravan of entertainers where she took up work as security while her brother learned much from the Bard. She'd never been around this kind of thing before and quickly learned a love for music and an even further love of alcohol. By the time Carval had completed his Bard Apprenticeship they broke from the Caravan and set forth to Ul'dah.

Present

Little money, raggedy clothes, and a place to drown themselves in, ironically called the "Quicksand," Is where her story truely begins

See Livejournal for current happenings (The Journal Entires are mushed together time-line wise because I tend to write them down in a real journal and transfer them at a later date)

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) ■ "I saw this woman boxing the ears out of some poor fellow who must of said something awful" - Anonymous ■ "She can handle her liquor this one" - Anonymous ■ "She's got a cute twin brother, real pretty-boy that one. Polar opposite from his sister" - Anonymous ■ "She's mighty fine with that lance if you ever see her wielding it" - Anonymous ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ■ "She came to the defense of some customers in the quicksand, took a real beating but taught that fool whats right" -Anonymous ■ "She puts up a strong front but has a good and loyal heart" -Anonymous ■ ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) ■ "I hear she abandoned the Ishgardian Dragoons and that her family has been branded traitors" - Anonymous ■ "An intimate encounter with this one will leave you sore for days after, bruises abundant" - Anonymous ■ "She's easily pacified by song" - Anonymous ◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players) ■ ■ ■ ■

RELATIONS ♥ Romantic Interest ♥ Platonic Love ● Good Standing ● Poor Standing ♥ Family ♥ Carvallmont Sorel ♥ Name : Description

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