Yvelont Navarre

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The Exile
Gender	Male
Race	Elezen
Clan	Wildwood
Citizenship	Ishgard
Guardian	Halone, the Fury
Age	??
Nameday	10th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon
Height/Weight	6 fulms 9 ilms, 220 ponz
Occupation	Freelancer
Server	Balmung

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Character

General

Given name: Yvelont Navarre [Ee-vuh-lahnt Nuh-VAR]: Yvelont was named for a heroic ancestor of his father's line, Ser Yvelont the Bear.

Aliases/Nicknames: The most common is "Yves," which is often used by friends and family members at home in Ishgard. Less common is "Yvel," used only in jest by an extremely small number of very close friends for its phonetic similarity to "Evil" - usually after beating them in some sport or game of chance.

Current residence: Besides finding a place among the adventurers of Gridania's Order of the Twin Adder, Yvelont has been offered work and lodging at the manor of House Marchand.

Marital Status: Single

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Religion: Halone, the Fury - He still holds to the tenets of his patron, but increasingly found himself questioning his beliefs as his faith in Ishgard's archbishop waned.

Appearance

Height: 6 fulms, 9 ilms - slightly above average for an Elezen male.

Weight: 220 ponz - possesses a larger frame than most Elezen. His overall musculature remains more along the lines of "lean and athletic" than of the bulky muscles common to Highlanders or Roegadyn. Despite his stature, he is deceptively light on his feet.

Other: A mane of blonde hair, almost white, frames a chiseled face with silvery-blue eyes. His head is usually covered by a bandana when ranging with the Twin Adders or otherwise at work. He carries himself with an easy confidence that shows in his posture and stride.

Behavior

Voice: Speaking in a rich baritone, his words are deliberately enunciated with a Northern accent.

Demeanor: Generally easygoing and friendly, but is often polite to a fault - particularly when nervous or speaking with someone he holds in high esteem, though this would likely not be obvious to someone who doesn't know him well.

Intelligence: Afforded an extensive education in Ishgard, he is well-spoken and possesses an impressive knowledge of woodslore and biology in particular. As an outsider, though, he can sometimes be a bit clueless about other city-states' customs and/or societal norms.

Combat

General

Style: Tends to use his reach to great advantage to wear his opponent down. However, he is a fairly well-rounded fighter and when forced to close distance, will incorporate his entire body into his arsenal, especially if wearing a suit of heavy plate.

Specialization: Favors two-handed weapons and polearms. Is also a very capable brawler, when forced into employing fisticuffs. Yvelont has neither the talent nor the inclination to use magick.

Strengths: Battles of attrition, all-out slugfests, and mid-range combat. When not encumbered by full plate, the large elezen's footwork can be surprisingly quick to his opponents.

Weaknesses: Ranged combatants such as thaumaturges or archers force him to attempt to close distance. A slippery, cunning opponent at extremely close range can exploit his slower movements for a deadly counterattack.

Armor: Mail or plate armor is always Yvelont's preference, only very rarely suiting up in a suit of hunting leathers when ranging.

Tendencies

Likes

• Chocobo-riding
• Ale
• Sparring
• Natural sciences
• Books

Dislikes

• Cowardice
• Intolerance
• Arrogance
• The strong abusing the weak
• Giving up

Hobbies/Talents

• General Woodslore
• Hunting
• Alchemy and medicine
• Most melee weapons
• Playing the lute

Other

• Favorite Food/Drink: Roasted venison and strong ale
• Favorite Creatures: Chocobos
• Least Favorite Food: Turnips
• Least Favorite Creature: Malboro

Relationships

Family

Father: Arturioux Navarre - (Deceased) A lesser noble of Ishgard, anointed Knight of the realm, and a hard but fair man in matters of war and fatherhood. Arturioux took it upon himself to mold his two sons into Knights worthy of carrying the banners of House Fortemps. Perished in battle against the Dragons in the Coerthas Central Highlands.

Mother: Arillaine (Navarre) Devrieux - Although a loving mother in her sons' youth, her marriage to Arturioux was one of convenience. She remarried a month after her required mourning period - something for which Yvelont never really forgave her.

Brother: Percevains Navarre - (Whereabouts Unknown) Yvelont's elder brother, who entered the Knighthood early and left under mysterious circumstance, branded a deserter.

Friends

Erisande Marchand - Yvelont met Erisande at the Gridanian marketplace after breaking his axe during training with the Yellow Serpents. The serendipitous exchange found him a sturdy new axe and, later, a place to call home as a temporary resident of her manor. Quickly growing fond of the merchant lady, he has decided to devote himself to doing his part to further the house's prosperity.

Aelurian Anduin - A traveler from Limsa Lominsa, the two drinking buddies soon became training partners and fast friends.

Enemies

Considered a deserter since leaving Coerthas' borders, Yvelont has been branded a heretic by the Holy See of Ishgard.

Rumors (Some true, some false, some a little of both!)

Common Rumors

• "Lad's very polite and well spoken. It's good to see manners aren't all lost on today's generation!" - Approving Midlander
• "I heard some of the most beautiful music coming from his room last time he stayed at the Roost. I wonder where he learned to play?" - Part-Time Barmaid
• "He's one of the 'venturers in the Yellow Serpents, him. Can't say I well trust all these outsiders comin' of late." - Suspicious Carpenter

Moderate Rumors

• "He and that chocobo of his have an uncanny bond. Nobody else can go near the brute without nearly having his eyes pecked out! I have to admit, such loyalty makes me a bit jealous." - Envious Stablemaster
• "I think he works for House Marchand, gathering rosewood and the like to help fill their coffers." - Observant Botanist
• "Wot?! Ye must mean EVIL-ont. Bahaha! Bastard drunk th' lot of us under th' table some suns ago. I tell ye, th' man's got a gut o' pure mythril. Mythril, I tell ye!" - Raucous Roegadyn

Rare Rumors

• "I hear tell that he's a Doctor or healer of sorts, but has no knowledge of conjury or anythin'. That hardly seems useful." - Gossiping Plainsfolk
• "That one's always quick to buy any traveler a drink for news. Seems like he's looking for someone. I hope he finds him alive and well." - Good-natured Conjurer
• "He claims to be a simple doctor, but I've seen him fight. We were attacked by an ixali raiding party en route to Quarrymill, and he was like a meteor crashing into their ranks. I don't know where he learned to wield that axe of his, but that's not the sort of ability that comes naturally." - Veteran Wailer

PC Rumors

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History/Timeline

Yvelont was born into the Navarre family, a lesser house of Ishgard's nobility and vassal to House Fortemps. Despite its modest status, the house's lineage was a proud one, having produced a number of well-known knights over the centuries. Thus was Yvelont's destiny decided from birth. Besides his academic studies, Yvelont was given extensive training in swordsmanship, military strategy, and chocobo-handling alongside his elder brother, Percevains.

Although he threw himself into his physical training, he gained an ever-increasing love for the natural world. His aptitude for identifying and studying the flora of the land is what ultimately led him to a study of medicine. As part of his education, he soon served in the field as a doctor's assistant, and under different circumstances his path might have led to that of a chirurgeon. But the tragedy of Arturioux's death led him to fulfill his father's wishes and complete his training to become a full-fledged knight. Ishgard needed soldiers, and Yvelont had proven himself more than capable as a warrior. One full year later, he swore fealty to House, Nation, and the Archbishop before the altar of Halone alongside his brother and more who had proven themselves worthy. Soon, the young man found himself thrust into his nation's war against the dragons.

Time passed, and Yvelont participated in many battles against the dragonkind forces. The Ishgardian casualties were many. Traditional medicine was highly valued in Ishgard, where conjury was an outright rarity, and he found his time divided between the front lines and assisting with healing the wounded. Having seen the horrors of war from both of these perspectives, he soon began to question the point of it at all. Before he could ever give voice to his doubts, his brother went missing.

Percevains left without explanation, written or otherwise. There were witnesses who reported seeing him ride hard out of Whitebrim, heading south under the cover of darkness. Not long after, a draconian rosary was found in his quarters. He sought explanation from his superiors - even Lord Fortemps himself - but ultimately found only more questions.

At once, Yvelont's mind was made up. Before a fortnight had passed, he gathered what few belongings he could carry with him and followed after. It would mean being branded a deserter and a heretic, he knew, but he required answers. Yvelont could not imagine his brother consciously betraying his people; such a thing was unthinkable. And so he rode, going by a scant few eyewitness accounts.

His trail led him to Gridania, where it went cold. Settling in with the rising surge of adventurers answering the call of the Order of the Twin Adders Grand Company, Yvelont soon decided to use the forest-shrouded city as a base of operations for his search. And so he waited, knowing that the alternative would be to search blindly. Little did he know at the time that he would come to see Gridania as a second home.