Jeannot Fondebrodeur

JEANNOT FONDEBRODEUR ❝To wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect.❞ About Alias • Jean Birth Name • Jeannot Acrevallier Fondebrodeur Age • 28 Gender • Male Race • Elezen Clan • House Fondebrodeur, ward to House Durendaire Orientation • Demisexual Marital • Single Deity • Halone Personality ● A curious mind, Jeannot has always been absorbed in the texts of the Enchiridion and the practices of the Arcanist sect. He has prided himself in his work, and made his due place in society not as an aristocrat or socialite as his father or mother have, but as a learned individual with a capacity for the supernal. Because of his studiousness, the man has never truly broached the subject of social behavior, and as such may come off a bit skittish or even dismissive of idle talk. Learning to speak as a colleague has pushed forth from him the certain curtness that may have come from such anti-social behavior, but talk outside of work may be met with nothing other than confusing and/or vague rhetoric in response. ● A wallflower by countenance alone, Jean is not one to approach people. He finds pleasure in watching: an observation of the world around him left to be archived within the stores of his mind. Many consider this a lonely existence: and Jean does not disprove or argue that sentiment. He is a lonely individual, and those that can be found close to him are kept close and guarded...but this has its faults: his child-like understanding of interpersonal relationships has him grasping for strings that at times have been cut or let loose, and he yearns for the days past where that friendship blossomed fruitfully. Rumors ● "It's a shame, really, that his father insists on decrying his worth. He is a scholarly man, but the traditions of the House have become far more important to Lord Fondebrodeur than the happiness of his own son." Archombadin of the Scholasticate ● "Rumor goes here." Name goes here. ● "Rumor goes here." Name goes here. Relationships ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ ● ✖ ✖ ✖ His Story ● Jeannot is the first and only son of the House Fondebrodeur, a smaller, less noble house headed by Armand Fondebrodeur: a renowned tailor and aristocrat within Ishgard's ranks. Related lengthily to House Durendaire, it was only natural that the distant cousins of this great House would be allowed lands and royalties befitting of their blood. It was upon the birth of the young Jeannot that his father would task him in the footsteps of all the Durendaire House men before him: to become a dragoon under the just and righteous guidance of Halone and her chosen advocates. This was not so. The heir to Fondebrodeur's somewhat unimportant legacy had instead taken to the pen: finding his place and interests in the Arcanist writ and Ishgardian sacrosanct laws. He has not founded much loss or struggle in his life, but does well to prefer a life without the luxuries of his name: instead working for his keep and dressing in much more comfortable accordance to the role of a scholarly gent. The only problem? Jeannot is no scholar. He has learned many things, written many articles and books, but if any were to ask him to physically enact the findings of his research: he would fall short. The man has never picked up the pen and parchment of the Arcanist, never healed the wounds of the ill or augmented the strength of the Ishgardian force. ● His learned ways had not gone without merit; The Athenaeum Astrologicum found out about his ability to perceive and commit such archaic texts to memory. He was no figure of disgust or scandal, and as such was the perfect candidate to distribute and discuss the mystical ways of the Sharlayan practice of Astrologians. Ishgardian Forces had already seen the benefits to the practice of the Astrologicum on the Dravanian front...so why not further that ambitiousness? Jannequinard was forced to seek out the nobleman by order of Leveva herself (because he was not much reliable in any other function: the man was a terrible astrologian!,) the conversation that occurred between the two men was simply thus: Janne made his offer, Jean replied with incoherent muttering, and was thrown an astrolabe and given Good Tidings. ● Well then. Notes ● Text, text, text. ● Text, text, text. OOC ● Wiki made by D'lyhhia Lhuil. Base layout taken from Atreus del Alumet. ...text text text.❞