Ciel Wulfe
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| Gender | Female |
| Race | Elezen |
| Clan | Wildwood |
| Citizenship | Gridania |
Basic Info
History
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.
Personality
Ciel has seen much in her time, yet some of those memories are hazy, like viewing events through frosted glass. There are reasons for this, as yet unknown to her, and she intends to find out what these reasons are and recall these events with clarity, for better or worse. She would perhaps be better off not remembering the Battle of Carteneau and what became of some of her comrades there. Despite this, Ciel is not one given to angst where others can see it, but she plays her harp as much for her own succor as that of others.
Most people will meet a gentle-tempered Elezen, one lacking the haughty, self-important nature witnessed in many of her brethren. It may be that her experiences have humbled her, or she hears and understands more of the voices inhabiting the Shroud than she would let on. There is enough wrath among the Elementals without one Elezen feeding it further.
Her search for answers leaves her drifting from place to place, while her loneliness keeps her moving between clusters of people. Those who don't seem to possess the answers she seeks will likely see her move on sooner than those who may be on a certain path.
Those who truly get to know her will learn what makes her tick, and may be treated to humor laced with sarcasm and graced with a smirk. They will also have a friend for life.
She's possessed of a strong sense of justice and won't tolerate those who pick on refugees, the poor, and the weak. Those who do will find the woman's temper.
Italic - Outer Self (Shell Personality) Bold - Core Self (True Personality)
Calm Empathetic Haunted Searching Patient Lonely Observant Gentle Dry-humored Flirtatious
Affiliations
Other Notes
Likes
Walking through the Twelveswood. Stories, spoken and written. Understanding, and being understood. Sweets. Stargazing. Mining. She's not too prissy to avoid getting her hands dirty or breaking a nail, and has been known to sing while she works. Much of her travel is funded on the treasures she digs up.
Dislikes ...Those stupid reindeer suits. You can't get her to wear one even if your life depends on it. Being alone for long periods of time. People who can't lean a little closer to the soap. Bullies.
Other Notes
- She does not discuss Thierremont. (see story post The Long Road Home)
- Her hair used to be much longer, but she cut it back to her shoulders right before leaving Gridania after Thierremont's death. Some cultures hold that the cutting of one's hair symbolizes grief, but also a rite of passage or letting go of something in one's past.
- She named her couerl mount Mille Feuille. Not only is it the name of her favorite Gridanian dessert, but it also means "Thousand Leaves" or "Many Layers". She thought of the name after she noticed the way the ridges on the couerl's neck and limbs looks like overlapping layers, or leaves.
