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− | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#585350;">Evee Weaver was, according to her, born right after the Garlean Empire took Ala Mhigo, and brought to Eorzea some several summers past. Raised in a traveling caravan, her only comforts were her Chocobos, her father, and the songs of their people left stale in their mouths by the times of old. She is an emotional creature, often tearing up at her own songs, and is passionate enough to care about anybody's problems, no matter how trivial or trifling they might seem. Evee is often seen in public spaces, strumming along on her lute and doing her best to bring some semblance of joy to the smallfolk's lives. The labors she performs are small, to say the least—fetching a parcel from someone, collecting flowers for an alchemist, or chasing away bothering creatures from a nearby settlement. Locals know her as a shy, sweet woman who takes care of the little things—to her, such grand adventures like the ones the Warrior of Light has are not her cup of tea; better to be sung by her than achieved.<br><br><br>Velox Wir Saevios is not that woman. Indeed, Evee Weaver is but an incredibly clever ruse to further her own ends, and to that, the ends of her beloved Emperor. Saevios is viciously, slavishly, and almost fanatically loyal to Emperor Varis Zos Galvus. Intensely sadistic and brutally violent to those who oppose her way of thinking, the difference between “Evee” and Velox Wir Saevios is night and day. <br><br>Cold, violent, and without tolerance for failure, Velox formerly stood vigil over the | + | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#585350;">Evee Weaver was, according to her, born right after the Garlean Empire took Ala Mhigo, and brought to Eorzea some several summers past. Raised in a traveling caravan, her only comforts were her Chocobos, her father, and the songs of their people left stale in their mouths by the times of old. She is an emotional creature, often tearing up at her own songs, and is passionate enough to care about anybody's problems, no matter how trivial or trifling they might seem. Evee is often seen in public spaces, strumming along on her lute and doing her best to bring some semblance of joy to the smallfolk's lives. The labors she performs are small, to say the least—fetching a parcel from someone, collecting flowers for an alchemist, or chasing away bothering creatures from a nearby settlement. Locals know her as a shy, sweet woman who takes care of the little things—to her, such grand adventures like the ones the Warrior of Light has are not her cup of tea; better to be sung by her than achieved.<br><br><br>Velox Wir Saevios is not that woman. Indeed, Evee Weaver is but an incredibly clever ruse to further her own ends, and to that, the ends of her beloved Emperor. Saevios is viciously, slavishly, and almost fanatically loyal to Emperor Varis Zos Galvus. Intensely sadistic and brutally violent to those who oppose her way of thinking, the difference between “Evee” and Velox Wir Saevios is night and day. <br><br>Cold, violent, and without tolerance for failure, Velox formerly stood vigil over the VIIIth Imperial Legion's IXth Cohort for nearly five summers, where her operations and tactical performance allowed for Imperial forces to stomp uprising after uprising in the recently-captured territory of Doma. She is intelligent and crafty without equal, pouring every detail of everything she sees and hears into her tactical applications, carefully planning around every possibility. Her careful and deliberate execution of her strategies allowed for the IXth Cohort to have the lowest casualty rating in the entire Legion, a feat of which Velox took immense pride in doing. Her flawless methods earned her respect from both the common soldier and her superiors, eventually earning her the nickname “The Forseer”. A natural-born leader both by blood and personality, Velox is quick to take command and has little trouble stirring the hearts of those who are uncertain. <br><br> In spite of her accomplishments however, Wir Saevios has several flaws to her. She is incredibly arrogant, having never lost a confrontation (excluding to Bahamut, which she doesn't count) and having never found an equal to match her cunning. Boastful and proud of her heritage and long list of achievements, being pureblood Garlean doesn't help the matters much—she considers herself better than most people around her, whether they are pureblood or not. Velox is also passionately vehement—she considers non-Garleans to be tools, used to further the purposes of the true backbone of the Garlean Empire; the purebloods. She places herself far above those who share neither her sentiments nor her heritage (or both), treating them like Beastmen—and treating Beastmen far, far worse. <br><br> Even worse than this are Velox's...habits. More often than not during her service to the Empire in the military, hostages and prisoners who had served their purpose were not executed, but set loose in an empty compound and hunted down by a blood-hungry Rem Saevios for entertainment. Being hunted, however, was far from the most horrible thing which the daughter of the Saevios house has been rumored to do—it is widely mentioned by commonfolk that Velox so loathes those who have failed or defied the Emperor that they are little more than animals in her eyes, and so goes out of her way to hunt, cook, flavor, and consequentially EAT her victims. Commenting that those who do not fulfill their purpose to the Garlean Machine should be slaughtered like the beasts they are, and that beasts are meant to be devoured. “Simply killing them does not teach them,” she would reply to curious officers. “Animals can only be trained, not taught. Rebellion is in their nature. It would simply be a waste to kill them over and over again. The very least we can do is make some use of them if they won't serve willingly. I could hardly call it 'Cannibalism' as you so call it...after all, that would mean we were putting them on the same level as ourselves.”<br> Many Garleans tended to avoid Velox due to these rumors (they were well founded,) associating with her only if absolutely needed. (Cannibalism seems to be beyond their tolerance levels.) In fact, Wir Saevios's tenancies seem to have no boundaries at all; she isn't beyond flaying her own subordinates if they fail to please her. Much to the horror of anybody who cares to listen, Velox comments that Lalafell, Elezen, and Hyur are her favorite. |
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"Public" Attire – “Evee Weaver” : Normally the clothing she is most commonly seen in, “Evee” wears a simple cotton tabard, a set of thigh-high boots, and a feathered cap. A modest choice of attire for a supposedly shy, quietly strumming bard. "Formal" Attire – “Evee Weaver” : A plain, blue dress. Usually worn for special events by “Evee”. "Imperial Operative" Attire: Velox Wir Saevios commissioned this particular set of clothing after achieving “Rem” some several summers past. Custom-made with a synthetic Garlean weave, the armor was created for her unique form of stealthy, long-ranged fighting using her bow, with a mask covering her lower face in order to both allow her third eye some breathing room and hide her identity. Comes with voice modifier. |
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Early Age, Sixth Astral Era ==Childhood==
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