Ciel Wulfe
"Conjurers are not the only ones capable of granting succor. Who remains behind once that healer realizes nothing more can be done, and the deathly ill or wounded are left to their fate? No, a part of my task is to sing those ailing souls to their rest and grant them peace enough to let go of their worldly fetters. 'Tis the least I can do when others turn away." ~ Ciel Wulfe
[edit] Having been born and raised in Gridania, Ciel has a deeply ingrained appreciation for the Twelveswood and Her many wild inhabitants. Her parents frequently encouraged her to pursue the path of a Conjurer due to a knack for hearing the occasional whisper from the wood, but she never felt it would be her true calling. Early on, she discovered a love for the bow and often stole into the Quiver's Hold to watch the archers practice. She would also sometimes "borrow" a bow to practice, only to snap herself with the string time and again. Spindly arms aren't great for shooting effectively, but time and persistence saw her growing in strength and skill, and the accidental self-flagilations became less of a problem. Likewise, despite her parents discouraging her from talking to adventurers from abroad, Ciel often found herself enthralled with their stories when they passed through Gridania. Tales of courage, romance, monster-slaying -- and so many of those were embellished for the sake of entertainment value , but she didn't care. It set a spark of interest within her for a taste of the outside world. Her own adventures, when she became old enough, led her all over Eorzea with a variety of people. Some became dear to her, as siblings she never had. She had always been fed on the belief that outsiders weren't worth the time, that the people of the other nations were selfish and insular when, in truth and with time, she looked back on her own kind and saw these same flaws. Seeing the world with her own eyes meant learning many more truths, and she came to settle in Ul'dah with her comrades. She still longed for the Twelveswood, but not for the city of her birth. Ciel eventually followed the same calling as her comrades, but rather than returning to Gridania to join the Twin Adders, she consigned herself to the Immortal Flames. This not only paid well for a while, but it kept her busy. Some of the missions she was sent on, however, became more and more troubling and she soon found herself at Carteneau. Even arriving there was a grim matter, but regret never truly set in until she got into the thick of the fray and watched her companions fall - often messily - one by one. The coming of Bahamut, and then becoming engulfed in a brilliant white light... these were the last things she experienced before finding herself suddenly in one of the cities again. She felt like she had been asleep for a long time, and had awoken with a mind rattled by hazy nightmares. (For more history, see the story post The Long Road Home)
Ciel is, by and large, a gentle woman in spite of her experiences before and since the Calamity. Having been raised by loving parents, with open eyes and an open mind, she lacks the haughty, self-important bearing witnessed in some of her brethren, and she is usually open to meeting and befriending people from all races and walks of life. Diversity is life, itself, and everyone has a place in it. Her willingness to associate with others, however, belies an underlying feeling of distrust toward people she hardly knows. This is something which has only begun developing over recent months, and which takes a great deal of effort to get around. Although she tries her best to understand others and their motives, if she believes she has been deceived, it can be extremely difficult to win back her trust. Her insecurity about letting others in can be cause for confusion on her own part and lead to closing herself off emotionally, which only compounds what might as well be a self-imposed loneliness. Regardless of her personal reservations, she will often go out of her way to help others where and when it is needed, and being a part of the Sword and Rose Order has gone a long way to enable this. As such, she has no tolerance for injustice or for those who would abuse the weak, and those who do will find this normally calm woman's temper.
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The WulfegardWulfegard was the name of the Flames unit she was assigned to prior to and during the Battle of Carteneau. Aside from herself, all other members of the unit were presumed to have been wiped out during the battle and/or Bahamut's attack. Characters marked as Presumed Deceased can be taken up by anyone willing to play them. This list is under construction.
Everyone ElseDisclaimer: The notes below are purely in character and are not influenced at all by OOC, or how well I know anyone outside of RP. If you're not listed here, it's nothing personal. Either I've forgotten for some reason or your character hasn't made enough of an impression yet for Ciel to form an opinion.
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IC QuotesLlaine Tetheros - "You're very concerned about the bat getting in between your breasts, aren't you?" Ciel - "If I wanted anything crawling in between them, Miss, I would date more often." On the subject of love: "'Tis a potent drogue, to be sure. Once had, one wonders how they ever did without it. And then the withdrawal pains once 'tis gone... which leave one wondering why they ever thought it was a good idea to begin with." Trivia
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