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| − | |sectioncontent = <p style="text-align: justify;"> | + | |sectioncontent = <p style="text-align: justify;">Charlotte Aven is borned in Ishgard, daughter of Diane, a lovely maid serving a minor House, and Theodore, a cobbler in the Brume. They lived in poverty but managed to be just fine thanks to Diane's employment. Sometimes, Charlotte would assist her father. In the best days they'd be rewarded by some food or 1 or 2 gils for repairing dirty shoes. The times were hard, the war was still raging and they held on to survive. And though it was harsh to live day by day not knowing if tommorrow would bring enough money, they were a loving family, filled with dreams, hopes and illusions of better tommorrows. </p> |
| − | <p style="text-align: justify;"> | + | <p style="text-align: justify;">But their hopes were brutaly smashed when Charlotte's mother fell pregnant. Too young to realise why this news casted a dreadful shadow on their lives, Charlotte failed to understand why her mother became so gloomy, why she would hide and cry all her eyes out in the times she was so rarely here to hug her daughter and tells her how much she loves her. Her father became desperate, cold, distant. She made all the efforts she could to assist him, be a good girl, but it didn't changed anything. Months later, she was blessed with a little brother.</p> |
| − | <p style="text-align: justify;"> | + | <p style="text-align: justify;">A few days following the "happy event", Charlotte's mother was arrested, accused of having stolen a precious artefact by the Lord she was serving. She was imprisonned, interrogated by the Inquisitors as they say they had find a cultist rosary in her belongings. Dimed as an heretic, neither her husband nor her daughter had permission to speak to her, not even when they learned the sentence and started to realise they would never see her again. Her loving mother, an heretic? Bullshits, Charlotte thought - but why would the Lord lie?</p> |
| − | <p style="text-align: justify;"> | + | <p style="text-align: justify;">After the tragedy they went through, they still had to earn a living. Charlotte's father was a responsive man and all he had left was his precious daughter. He had barely time to sleep and although he was working so hard they could not manage to earn as much money as before. Food was lacking, as much as energy. Theodore wanted his daughter to live, his last living memory of his loving beautiful wife. So he gave her everything, untill he was too feeble to even work. On the saddest dawn of her life, she held his hand as he kept whispering in her ear how much he loved her, how much her mother loved her, and that everything which happened was not her fault, that she had to survive this. That they would always watch over her. Untill finaly he could not speak anymore. Untill finaly even the sun would not warm his hand anymore.</p> |
| − | <p style="text-align: justify;"> | + | <p style="text-align: justify;">The world is a cold, harsh, and lonely place. Alone like a street-rat, either she would accept her fate and follows the same path, or she could chose to refuse the oppresion. With time she realised that men of power and wealth would take everything from her. They would do like this Lord: lie, manipulate, take what they wanted and just thrown you in a pit to die like a dog. What choices had she? Letting men enjoy her for money? Begging those who threw her mother into a dark cell for a living? Accept to repair the dirty shoes of oppressed people, so weak and desperate they could not even find the strenght to be revolted? No, she was not going to let all of this bend her. She would never bend to anyone's will. She would take what's hers. She would take everything from them.</p> |
| − | <p style="text-align: justify;"> | + | <p style="text-align: justify;">She started robbing food at first. A girl had to eat. And when she finaly got confidence she started a small gang in the Brume, robbing nobles, taking everything she could from their dead hands. And one she managed to gather enough gils, she fled that damn city to start her life anew. To conquer her freedom. She changed her name for Charlie Vane and chosed to get rid of all she hated in her past life, including her feminity. And the rest, they say, is history.</p> |
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Revision as of 15:13, 21 February 2016
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| Gender | Female |
| Race | Elezen |
| Clan | Wildwood |
| Citizenship | Free |
| Nameday | 32nd Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon |
| Age | 36 |
| Marital Status | Free |
| Occupation | Sea Pirate |
This page will not contain major spoilers, only easily known details on her life. If you want to know more on Charlie, feel free to walk-up anytime. Do not hesitate to edit the rumors part if you have anything to spread on her!
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Charlotte Aven is borned in Ishgard, daughter of Diane, a lovely maid serving a minor House, and Theodore, a cobbler in the Brume. They lived in poverty but managed to be just fine thanks to Diane's employment. Sometimes, Charlotte would assist her father. In the best days they'd be rewarded by some food or 1 or 2 gils for repairing dirty shoes. The times were hard, the war was still raging and they held on to survive. And though it was harsh to live day by day not knowing if tommorrow would bring enough money, they were a loving family, filled with dreams, hopes and illusions of better tommorrows.
But their hopes were brutaly smashed when Charlotte's mother fell pregnant. Too young to realise why this news casted a dreadful shadow on their lives, Charlotte failed to understand why her mother became so gloomy, why she would hide and cry all her eyes out in the times she was so rarely here to hug her daughter and tells her how much she loves her. Her father became desperate, cold, distant. She made all the efforts she could to assist him, be a good girl, but it didn't changed anything. Months later, she was blessed with a little brother.
A few days following the "happy event", Charlotte's mother was arrested, accused of having stolen a precious artefact by the Lord she was serving. She was imprisonned, interrogated by the Inquisitors as they say they had find a cultist rosary in her belongings. Dimed as an heretic, neither her husband nor her daughter had permission to speak to her, not even when they learned the sentence and started to realise they would never see her again. Her loving mother, an heretic? Bullshits, Charlotte thought - but why would the Lord lie?
After the tragedy they went through, they still had to earn a living. Charlotte's father was a responsive man and all he had left was his precious daughter. He had barely time to sleep and although he was working so hard they could not manage to earn as much money as before. Food was lacking, as much as energy. Theodore wanted his daughter to live, his last living memory of his loving beautiful wife. So he gave her everything, untill he was too feeble to even work. On the saddest dawn of her life, she held his hand as he kept whispering in her ear how much he loved her, how much her mother loved her, and that everything which happened was not her fault, that she had to survive this. That they would always watch over her. Untill finaly he could not speak anymore. Untill finaly even the sun would not warm his hand anymore.
The world is a cold, harsh, and lonely place. Alone like a street-rat, either she would accept her fate and follows the same path, or she could chose to refuse the oppresion. With time she realised that men of power and wealth would take everything from her. They would do like this Lord: lie, manipulate, take what they wanted and just thrown you in a pit to die like a dog. What choices had she? Letting men enjoy her for money? Begging those who threw her mother into a dark cell for a living? Accept to repair the dirty shoes of oppressed people, so weak and desperate they could not even find the strenght to be revolted? No, she was not going to let all of this bend her. She would never bend to anyone's will. She would take what's hers. She would take everything from them.
She started robbing food at first. A girl had to eat. And when she finaly got confidence she started a small gang in the Brume, robbing nobles, taking everything she could from their dead hands. And one she managed to gather enough gils, she fled that damn city to start her life anew. To conquer her freedom. She changed her name for Charlie Vane and chosed to get rid of all she hated in her past life, including her feminity. And the rest, they say, is history.
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