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+ | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #003CB3;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>COMBAT & WEAPONRY</center></div></span></h3> | ||
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+ | <p>Aden is training as a dragoon, and while he is capable of performing some of the impressive feats of strength and agility associated with the order, they are still quite challenging and strenuous. As a learning lancer he is a prodigy, precociously skilled but not a master by any stretch of the imagination.</p><p>Aside from his current training Aden was drilled in self-defense and hand-to-hand from an early age. Again he is no master, but he can put up enough of a challenge to escape most situations. In particular he is skilled at fighting and disarming armed opponents, with enough passing familiarity with most melee weapons to then incorporate them into his fighting or to at least keep them out of their owner’s hands.</p> | ||
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+ | <td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="WEAPON"> | ||
+ | <div style="padding:10px 10px;background: #206040;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-family:Georgia;"><center>Longspear</center></div></span></h3> | ||
+ | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>Aden is fast approaching the point where he is never parted from his weapon, a very plain, unassuming spear. This is the weapon with which he is most skilled, and most confident as well.</p></div> | ||
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+ | <div style="padding:10px 10px;background: #206040;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-family:Georgia;"><center>Hunting Knife</center></div></span></span></h3> | ||
+ | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p>A very plain knife that could see many uses from its design. Aden carries it everywhere, and has for quite some time.</p></div> | ||
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+ | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #003CB3;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>EXPERIENCE LOG</center></div></span></h3> | ||
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+ | <center><p>Nothing to see here yet....</p></center> | ||
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+ | * <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Opponent Name (Date) :</b> <i>Weapon.</i> Details about the fight.</div> | ||
+ | * <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Opponent Name (Date) :</b> <i>Weapon.</i> Details about the fight.</div> | ||
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<i>The information that follows is for archival purposes only. Some of this information is available through IC interaction, and some is currently obscured even to the character himself.</i> | <i>The information that follows is for archival purposes only. Some of this information is available through IC interaction, and some is currently obscured even to the character himself.</i> | ||
− | + | <div style="padding:0px 20px; font-size:14px;color:#001133;">The Bloody Belles</div> | |
:C’shala Taran was always a rebellious child, railing against anyone who would indulge her anger. She left her tribe as a teenager, making her way to Limsa Lominsa where she realized her good looks and quick tongue made people trust her—and that a miqo’te could be very good at getting into places she shouldn’t. She made her way as a con artist and thief, thrilling in the danger and the act of parting a fool from his money. As time passed she grew weary, needing new thrills, and sought out an adventuring company that might make use of her skills. | :C’shala Taran was always a rebellious child, railing against anyone who would indulge her anger. She left her tribe as a teenager, making her way to Limsa Lominsa where she realized her good looks and quick tongue made people trust her—and that a miqo’te could be very good at getting into places she shouldn’t. She made her way as a con artist and thief, thrilling in the danger and the act of parting a fool from his money. As time passed she grew weary, needing new thrills, and sought out an adventuring company that might make use of her skills. | ||
:Nadine Dellebecque and Arild Brewster were members of an all-female adventuring company, working equal parts as mercenaries, treasure hunters and problem solvers. They had by chance encountered C’shala some years before, and Arild vouched for her entry. Over the years Arild and Nadine grew very close, and after Arild was grievously injured in a fight Nadine turned all her savings towards buying a farm in the Twelveswood where they could comfortably retire. C'Shala continued adventuring, but extracted an oath from her dear friends--she had always wanted children, and if she happened to have any and something unfortunate happened, Nadine and Arild would take them in. C'Shala left the company after an argument with their leader, struck out on her own and fell out of contact. The last letter she sent to Arild indicated she was considering a contract in Ishgard for something shady she would not otherwise detail. | :Nadine Dellebecque and Arild Brewster were members of an all-female adventuring company, working equal parts as mercenaries, treasure hunters and problem solvers. They had by chance encountered C’shala some years before, and Arild vouched for her entry. Over the years Arild and Nadine grew very close, and after Arild was grievously injured in a fight Nadine turned all her savings towards buying a farm in the Twelveswood where they could comfortably retire. C'Shala continued adventuring, but extracted an oath from her dear friends--she had always wanted children, and if she happened to have any and something unfortunate happened, Nadine and Arild would take them in. C'Shala left the company after an argument with their leader, struck out on her own and fell out of contact. The last letter she sent to Arild indicated she was considering a contract in Ishgard for something shady she would not otherwise detail. | ||
− | + | <div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#001133;">The Aubeux Family</div> | |
:Family legend holds that three Lynx-tribe Seeker cousins rebelled against tribal structure and lifestyle and struck out on their own. Their wanderings took them far and wide, seeking a land in which they might escape tribal pressures altogether. Eventually they found their way to Ishgard, not realizing they traded one prison for another. They arrived, two of the cousins with child by roaming Keepers and the third having found a Tia who was not averse to eschewing traditional lifestyle and settling down. Throwing aside their birthnames for local ones did little to help with fitting in amongst their elezen and hyur neighbors. | :Family legend holds that three Lynx-tribe Seeker cousins rebelled against tribal structure and lifestyle and struck out on their own. Their wanderings took them far and wide, seeking a land in which they might escape tribal pressures altogether. Eventually they found their way to Ishgard, not realizing they traded one prison for another. They arrived, two of the cousins with child by roaming Keepers and the third having found a Tia who was not averse to eschewing traditional lifestyle and settling down. Throwing aside their birthnames for local ones did little to help with fitting in amongst their elezen and hyur neighbors. | ||
:Over the generations the family made further attempts to integrate themselves, with varying degrees of success. Their most notable members have been mistresses or courtesans to citizens of note, sons in the family often dying young as they chase the one path open to them for advancement in society as perpetual outsiders. That is, until Lior. His mother was mistress to a minor noble, and leveraged her status as beloved to get her dear boy the training those before him had lacked from an early age. He had to push twice as hard to prove himself worthy, but eventually he made the ranks of the dragoons. | :Over the generations the family made further attempts to integrate themselves, with varying degrees of success. Their most notable members have been mistresses or courtesans to citizens of note, sons in the family often dying young as they chase the one path open to them for advancement in society as perpetual outsiders. That is, until Lior. His mother was mistress to a minor noble, and leveraged her status as beloved to get her dear boy the training those before him had lacked from an early age. He had to push twice as hard to prove himself worthy, but eventually he made the ranks of the dragoons. | ||
:Only a couple of years passed before he encountered C’shala, and his entire world shifted two steps to the left. | :Only a couple of years passed before he encountered C’shala, and his entire world shifted two steps to the left. | ||
− | + | <div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#001133;">The Unspoken Promise </div> | |
:In the time when circumstances forced them together, C’shala and Lior fell for one another—Lior wholeheartedly, and C’shala in so much as she was capable of falling for anyone. They returned from the secretive mission C’shala had been hired for by a minor noble house, and Lior assigned to her as a watchman, with C’shala pregnant. She moved into the Aubeux family’s ancestral home, and there found a prison worse than her tribe had been—one of social gymnastics and kowtowing to their betters to stay not merely in favor, but afloat. She railed violently against it, and as soon as their son was born she struck out with him, leaving Lior only a note for her passing. He begged leave from his superiors to pursue her, and was granted it. | :In the time when circumstances forced them together, C’shala and Lior fell for one another—Lior wholeheartedly, and C’shala in so much as she was capable of falling for anyone. They returned from the secretive mission C’shala had been hired for by a minor noble house, and Lior assigned to her as a watchman, with C’shala pregnant. She moved into the Aubeux family’s ancestral home, and there found a prison worse than her tribe had been—one of social gymnastics and kowtowing to their betters to stay not merely in favor, but afloat. She railed violently against it, and as soon as their son was born she struck out with him, leaving Lior only a note for her passing. He begged leave from his superiors to pursue her, and was granted it. | ||
:Lior returned three moons later with his infant son, but not his lover, drastically changed from the eager young man he’d been. He dutifully raised his son with as little help from his family as he could manage, and was a loving, supportive father, but inevitably called on the old promise C’shala had extracted from her friends. | :Lior returned three moons later with his infant son, but not his lover, drastically changed from the eager young man he’d been. He dutifully raised his son with as little help from his family as he could manage, and was a loving, supportive father, but inevitably called on the old promise C’shala had extracted from her friends. | ||
− | + | <div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#001133;">The Stray</div> | |
:A stranger brought Aden, no older than four, to the Dellebecque farm with a letter. Nadine and Arild assumed the worst. They took Aden in and raised him as their own, cherishing in him the memory of their dearest friend. He was an insatiably curious and observant child with an appetite for stories of adventure--which Nadine and Arild fed with tales from their own time in the sun. Nadine schooled him in self-defense, and as he showed aptitude indulged him in combat training as if he were her own apprentice. Much of Aden's training from his youth focused on speed, strength, and defense, in keeping with his mothers' desire to steer him away from adventuring. | :A stranger brought Aden, no older than four, to the Dellebecque farm with a letter. Nadine and Arild assumed the worst. They took Aden in and raised him as their own, cherishing in him the memory of their dearest friend. He was an insatiably curious and observant child with an appetite for stories of adventure--which Nadine and Arild fed with tales from their own time in the sun. Nadine schooled him in self-defense, and as he showed aptitude indulged him in combat training as if he were her own apprentice. Much of Aden's training from his youth focused on speed, strength, and defense, in keeping with his mothers' desire to steer him away from adventuring. | ||
− | + | <div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#001133;">Flights of Fancy</div> | |
:As soon as they were able Nadine and Arild converted the farm into a chocobo farm, as Arild always had an enduring love of the birds. This included an egg that Nadine would not reveal the origin of, though Arild long suspected it acquired from a prime Ishgardian stable and smuggled via old adventuring contacts. The birds became the household's primary focus, and the farm flourished--in no small part because of the wild rumors surrounding that supposedly smuggled bird. | :As soon as they were able Nadine and Arild converted the farm into a chocobo farm, as Arild always had an enduring love of the birds. This included an egg that Nadine would not reveal the origin of, though Arild long suspected it acquired from a prime Ishgardian stable and smuggled via old adventuring contacts. The birds became the household's primary focus, and the farm flourished--in no small part because of the wild rumors surrounding that supposedly smuggled bird. | ||
− | + | <div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#001133;">The Storm</div> | |
:As he grew the family saw in Aden a blooming wanderlust, and fearful of their ability to keep up with him as they aged his mothers tightened their leash. He begged for leave to take up the lance--for his favorite figures in tales of great battles and distant places were always the lancers and dragoons, and he remembered more of his father than he let on--but they denied him time and time again. Finally they left to attend a retirement party for an old companion, and in their absence the farm's prize bird escaped. Aden went after it out in the wilderness, and ran afoul of Ixali. He nearly bested them, and didn't shirk from bloodshed, but ultimately survived only by the aid of a pair of Quivermen patrolling in the woods. | :As he grew the family saw in Aden a blooming wanderlust, and fearful of their ability to keep up with him as they aged his mothers tightened their leash. He begged for leave to take up the lance--for his favorite figures in tales of great battles and distant places were always the lancers and dragoons, and he remembered more of his father than he let on--but they denied him time and time again. Finally they left to attend a retirement party for an old companion, and in their absence the farm's prize bird escaped. Aden went after it out in the wilderness, and ran afoul of Ixali. He nearly bested them, and didn't shirk from bloodshed, but ultimately survived only by the aid of a pair of Quivermen patrolling in the woods. | ||
− | + | <div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#001133;">Gridania</div> | |
:Aden's mothers could no longer deny him his dearest wish after the Quivermen regaled them with the story of Aden's fight, understanding they could send him for training or lose him to inexperience in a future incident. He took up with the Lancers' Guild for training, and threw himself at it wholeheartedly--much to frustration of his trainers, who saw in him great potential but had difficulty addressing the hodgepodge of styles he'd learned from Nadine. He was bounced between several individual trainers, until by chance encountering [[Flynt Knoltros]]. Flynt agreed to take him as an apprentice, and Aden quickly fell in with Flynt's adventuring company as well. | :Aden's mothers could no longer deny him his dearest wish after the Quivermen regaled them with the story of Aden's fight, understanding they could send him for training or lose him to inexperience in a future incident. He took up with the Lancers' Guild for training, and threw himself at it wholeheartedly--much to frustration of his trainers, who saw in him great potential but had difficulty addressing the hodgepodge of styles he'd learned from Nadine. He was bounced between several individual trainers, until by chance encountering [[Flynt Knoltros]]. Flynt agreed to take him as an apprentice, and Aden quickly fell in with Flynt's adventuring company as well. | ||
Revision as of 12:11, 17 March 2016
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Aden Dellebecque Farmboy, apprentice dragoon, and bearer of the hopes, dreams, and burdens of many. Aden is an anxious young man looking to prove himself, to define his own purpose and direction. Somewhere along the way, he'll have to finally face the sins of his family.
Sleek and muscular, Aden’s been fit all his life from growing up working on the farm, but training with the lance has begun to really hone his form. His eyes are mismatched, one emerald green and the other almost a honey color, but it doesn’t seem to have any impact on his vision. In addition to the scar on his left cheek he has a few under his clothes: one on his right shoulder, and one on the lower left side of his chest between two ribs, both linear and fairly ugly; with a third across the upper portion of his stomach, just below his ribcage, wider but less severe. The tip of his right ear has been nicked.
Aden is quiet and serious, and content to be ignored in most social situations. On the surface he is awkward and polite to a fault, clearly falling back on learned behavior. He evades topics he considers impolite to discuss, and ones he feels are none of his business. Likewise, he is evasive of personal questions, chiefly because he doesn’t think it’s anyone else’s business, and secondarily because he feels he has little of interest to share. He is bookish, downplays his own achievements, is uncomfortable with attention, and dismissive of praise. He will readily agree to what someone else is saying if he feels the argument is going nowhere. Beneath this projection he is driven, passionate, and iron-willed. While he is quite willing to listen to reason and usually takes the time to think his actions through, little will stand in his way if he wants something. He’s thoughtful, too, constantly trying to put himself in the place of others and reason out why they’ve made the choices they’ve made.
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