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| title = "LISTEN UP, YOU IDIOTIC LITTLE TIT. THERE’S NO $%@&ING WAY THAT ‘SURECAST’ DEFIES BLEEDIN’ RETROGRADE MANA THEORY, RIGHT, BECAUSE THERE’S NO BLEEDIN’ MANA INVOLVED UNTIL YOU CAST A BLEEDIN’ SPELL!"
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| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa / Ul’dah
 
| race = Roegadyn
 
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A Roegadyn ex-gladiator - now academic - with a passion for profanity, a host of petty grudges and grumpings, and a caustically paternal streak that sometimes seems to cause more problems than it fixes. He teaches various aspects of arcane theory, both as a freelancer and as a part-time member of various academic or magical societies.
  
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A Roegadyn ex-gladiator - now academic - with a passion for profanity, a host of petty grudges and grumpings, and a caustically paternal streak that sometimes seems to cause more problems than it fixes.
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If he calls you anything involving “ass”, that’s good. He likes you. It’s “bastard” you want to watch out for.
  
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If he calls you anything involving “ass”, that’s good. He likes you. It’s “bastard” you want to watch out for.
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<font style="color:#476A34;">Please use discretion when deciding what your character may or may not know about Brandt. It’s been a long time since he was publically relevant.</font>
  
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=== Biographical ===
 
  
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'''Given name:''' Brandt Wintfrydsyn
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: <font style="color:#174038;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Beefy, barrel-chested.
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: <font style="color:#174038;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' ???
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: <font style="color:#174038;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' ???
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: <font style="color:#174038;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Pine Green
  
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'''Nameday:''' 18th Sun of the 6th Umbral Moon
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'''Age:''' 39.
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: <font style="color:#174038;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Style:''' Wavy
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: <font style="color:#174038;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Blue
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: <font style="color:#174038;" size="3">■</font> '''Skintone:''' Coal
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: <font style="color:#174038;" size="3">■</font> '''Features:''' Gladiatorial tattoos.
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'''Place of birth:''' Ul'dah.
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'''Current residence:''' ???.
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Brandt is hardly a shining paragon of... anything. Foulmouthed, bad-tempered, and determined to prove himself the biggest and loudest in any kind of situation, his time as a gladiator seems to have vested him with some habits that don't carry over very well into polite society - let alone the delicacy and rhetoric of academia. Nevertheless, he seems to have made a name for himself on his sour demeanor and tendencies; despite all his bluster, he does still have quite a cunning mind.
  
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'''Starting City:''' Limsa Lominsa.
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He suffers no fools, and has little patience for anyone, friend or foe alike. However, the one thing he does respect above all else is resilience - the ability to pick oneself up after having been beaten down, inspiring a cragged kind of empathy out of him... though he's not the best at expressing it.
  
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'''Grand Company Allegiance:''' Immortal Flames.
 
  
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'''Employment:''' Fellow of Mealvaan's Gate, and Professor of Temporal Arcana Theory.
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'''Marital Status:''' Irreparably single.
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==Bonebreaker==
  
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'''Religion/philosophy:''' Dislikes most forms of religion, except when they serve his purpose. Enjoys reading about the gods, if only because his view of it paints the whole thing as some kind of mythological pro wrestling. Mostly committed to his academic rationalism.
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Brandt Bonebreaker: you loved to hate him. The gladiator had a penchant for showmanship, arrogance (showing up to several matches drunk), and a carefree tendency to let the hate just slide off him. Fighting was an outlet for him; a way to work off the stress, a fun way to earn a bit of gil, get a bit of exercise, and hear a cheer or two. And it WAS fun. He even had a rival - some Highlander, Murbrecht, trying to play up the lone, brooding hero mask. A guy gets one sword made of darker metal than usual, and suddenly he thinks he's obligated to go on long, idiotic existential rants. He'd talk, Brandt'd laugh, he'd get mad, they'd fight, someone would be defeated, the crowd loved it. Business as usual.
  
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==== Talents ====
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Until a strike from him nearly severed Brandt's arm.
  
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He clearly hadn't meant to do it. Brandt could tell by his expression the moment it happened, though the haze of pain. Regardless, Brandt's career was over, and the crowd had cheered at his end. The Bonebreaker was broken... and for a while, so, too, was the man behind the persona. Brandt spent a long time numb, whiling away his time in convalescence, unwilling to accept what had taken place, and slowly, he passed into obscurity...
  
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*Arcana - Brandt threw himself wholly into the study of magic while bedbound, and that same pigheaded stubbornness from his days of fighting in the ring seems to have given him quite an edge. Author of several long, comprehensive (if rather profane) papers on various matters of arcane import, Brandt dreams of attaining the same infamy he did as a gladiator... but with means of pen and paper instead.
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...and then, one day, a package arrived to the hospital - a book. A present from an old fan; one of the weird old diehards. No idea how they tracked him down in this little backwater clinic, especially since he wasn’t going by his stage name anymore. Some little Miqo'te girl, G'lantaa something? She couldn’t have been much older than a child during his run in the arena, but for reasons best known to her… she had sent him a book of practical magic. Pointless, dense and infuriating. He tossed it aside.
  
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*Weaving - Brandt's got a lot to say on the art of the tailor, but not to anyone who knows him personally. Slightly embarrassed of his enjoyment of the "gentler" craft, he does it to relax most of the time - a method of clearing his mind from the natural irritation and impatience, or the stresses of having to deal with the rigors of teaching/studying.
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Later, he yelled at one of the nurses until they picked it up off the floor for him. And he read.
  
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*The Echo - When it happened the first time, he was convinced that he was the most gifted mage ever to live in Eorzea. After... learning a bit more, he's become more jaded to it, and treats it more with exasperation than anything else.
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And then he read, and then he read another, and then he wrote a forty-page essay of possibly the most foul and violent language anyone had ever used to describe Thaumic Temporal Deconstruction.
  
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==== Appearance ====
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His sword arm would never be the same again. But, as Brandt would realize about five years later - a doctorate in one hand, a mug of Sour Red in the other, and a belligerent colleague's glasses between his teeth - a fighting man can be very resourceful when he puts his mind to it.
  
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<b>MORE TO COME...</b>
  
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'''Build:''Commonly seen in a coat or jacket of some kind, Brandt prefers to bundle up - both to hide the scars on his arms and to keep the chill out. His injury apparently made him a little more susceptible to the cold and wind of Limsa’s coastal climate… and that may have had something to do with him growing out his hair, as well.
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==Mad Doctorate==
  
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His coal-colored face is still emblazoned with his gladiator tattoos - the intimidating pattern hasn’t faded much over the years since his departure from the Coliseum. He still bears some scars from the brutal fights of previous years, though he’s content to display these proudly.
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Now with a couple honors and academic titles under his belt (which he is only too willing to throw around in conversation in an attempt to assert his dominance), he has set his sights on the primals. Having found the most definitive way of reclaiming his former glory, he has latched onto it with a mad intensity, and will not allow anything to stand in the way of his mythological rampage.
  
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'''Equipment:''' In lieu of having gaudy, threatening armor - as he did in years previous - he now seems determined to acquire the fanciest clothing possible, being a natural gloater.
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<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<font style="color:#00009C;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<font style="color:#385E0F;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<font style="color:#FFFFFF;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral Standing&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<font style="color:#000000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<font style="color:#7B3F00;" size="3">■</font> Rivalry&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">■</font> Emnity&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">■</font> Hatred
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==== Personality ====
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==Friends==
  
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:  <font style="color:#FFFFFF;" size="3">●</font> - G’lantaa Qimi (NPC): Young Miqo’te girl, and the one who sent him his first book of arcana in the hospital. Now a bright and intelligent youth, her effervescence grates on Brandt’s nerves, but he’s formed a strange attachment to the well-intentioned young student.
  
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Brandt is hardly a shining paragon of... anything. Foulmouthed, bad-tempered, and determined to prove himself the biggest and loudest in any kind of situation, his time as a gladiator seems to have vested him with some habits that don't carry over very well into polite society - let alone the delicacy and rhetoric of academia. Nevertheless, he seems to have made a name for himself on his sour demeanor and tendencies; despite all his bluster, he does still have quite a cunning mind.
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:  <font style="color:#FFFFFF;" size="3">●</font> - Murbrecht Blackhearth / “Brecht Blackheart” (NPC): Meek young Hyuran member of upper-class Ul'dah, and once friend to Dynitar. Somewhat weak-willed, he dared not risk his family name or social status when scorn or distrust was cast on House Aerstorn, though was quick to offer his support in private. After Dynitar's death, he has withdrawn wholly from the sociopolitical twistings of Ul'dah, keeping mostly to his family's manse... though he worries for North's safety.
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==Foes==
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:  <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">■</font> - Dr. Archambault: Gaspard goddamn Archambault. A well-known Elezen researcher and professor who’s had several run-ins with Brandt. The Roegadyn is convinced that Archambault plagiarized him on an academic paper of some prestige, and has little doubts that the prim researcher is a smug snake of the foulest variety.
  
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He suffers no fools, and has little patience for anyone, friend or foe alike. However, the one thing he does respect above all else is resilience - the ability to pick oneself up after having been beaten down, inspiring a cragged kind of empathy out of him... though he's not the best at expressing it.
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=<div style="padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#174038;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#C0D9AF">Rumors</div>=
  
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=== History ===
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===Common Rumors===
  
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■ - "Don’t take Temporal Arcana Theory. Seriously. Unless you really, really, REALLY want to learn it."<br>
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■ - "We get it. You wrote a book. Shut up. God, what an ass - w-wait, he’s not anywhere nearby, r-right?"<br>
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■ - "Those tattoos… he used to work at the Coliseum? Then again, all things considered, it wouldn’t surprise me..."
  
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Brandt Bonebreaker: you loved to hate him. The gladiator had a penchant for showmanship, arrogance (showing up to several matches drunk), and a carefree tendency to let the hate just slide off him. Fighting was an outlet for him; a way to work off the stress, a fun way to earn a bit of gil, get a bit of exercise, and hear a cheer or two. And it WAS fun. He even had a rival - some Highlander, Murbrecht, trying to play up the lone, brooding hero mask. A guy gets one sword made of darker metal than usual, and suddenly he thinks he's obligated to go on long, idiotic existential rants. He'd talk, Brandt'd laugh, he'd get mad, they'd fight, someone would be defeated, the crowd loved it. Business as usual.
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===Uncommon Rumors===
  
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Until a strike from him nearly severed Brandt's arm.
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■ - "Look at the way he moves his arm. There, while he’s reaching for the chalk - yeah, there’s somethin’ wrong with it alright."<br>
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■ - "Wintfrydsyn? Well… you didn’t hear it from me, but bring some kinda confection when you turn in your paper. Pastry or something. Trust me. It works."<br>
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■ - “Just don’t. Mention. Archambault.”
  
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He clearly hadn't meant to do it. Brandt could tell by his expression the moment it happened, though the haze of pain. Regardless, Brandt's career was over, and the crowd had cheered at his end. The Bonebreaker was broken... and for a while, so, too, was the man behind the persona. Brandt spent a long time numb, whiling away his time in convalescence, unwilling to accept what had taken place, and slowly, he passed into obscurity...
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===Rare Rumors===
  
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...and then, one day, a package arrived to the hospital - a book. A present from an old fan; one of the weird old diehards. No idea how they tracked him down in this little backwater clinic, especially since he wasn’t going by his stage name anymore. Some little Miqo'te girl, G'lantaa something? She couldn’t have been much older than a child during his run in the arena, but for reasons best known to her… she had sent him a book of practical magic. Pointless, dense and infuriating. He tossed it aside.
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■ - "No, honest to gods, I swear. You never saw him and the Bonebreaker in the same place, right? And he never went back to the arenas after that big accident. I’m just sayin’."<br>
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■ - “I’ve never seen anyone get so cranky over students holding hands. What’s his problem?”
  
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Later, he yelled at one of the nurses until they picked it up off the floor for him. And he read.
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===Player Character Rumors===
  
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And then he read, and then he read another, and then he wrote a forty-page essay of possibly the most foul and violent language anyone had ever used to describe Thaumic Temporal Deconstruction.
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■ -
  
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His sword arm would never be the same again. But, as Brandt would realize about five years later - a doctorate in one hand, a mug of Sour Red in the other, and a belligerent colleague's glasses between his teeth - a fighting man can be very resourceful when he puts his mind to it.
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=<div style="padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#174038;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#C0D9AF">RPC Connections</div>=
  
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===You might know Professor Wintfrydsyn if...===
  
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====Friends & Foes====
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-You spent time studying Arcana<br>
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-You followed popular gladitorial fights some years ago<br>
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-You have sought higher education in any of Eorzea’s magical institutions, or have a background in academia<br>
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-You frequent the Limsa Lominsa markets<br>
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-You read papers or informational guides on certain aspects of magic<br>
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-You have any kind of medical background or have worked in a hospital of some kind<br>
  
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=<div style="padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#174038;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#C0D9AF">Themes</div>=
  
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'''G'lantaa Qimi''': Young Miqo’te girl, she was taken to see Brandt’s battles throughout early childhood, and grew up with a strange passion for the gladitorial spectacle - despite her otherwise cheerful, chipper and friendly demeanor. A student of the Arcanists, she was responsible for sending Brandt’s first book of theory to the hospital. While he finds her cheery personality a bit… grating, and has even less patience for sycophants, the sense of debt led him to take her on as an apprentice of sorts. She now serves as his proofreader, cleaner, secretary, laundrywoman, messenger, retainer, merchant representative, bookbinder…the list goes on, though she seems happy enough, and he makes sure she’s paid well for her trouble.
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===Passive===
  
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'''Murbrecht Blackhearth/”Brecht Blackheart”''': The stonefaced rival of Brandt’s fighting days, Murbrecht’s time in the arena came and went with a whimper, instead of the Bonebreaker’s bang. Out of favor with the crowds, and out of appointed fights, his livelihood and cashflow drained away. With a wife and daughter to support, the lofty nihilism and melodramatic flair of the young fighter gave way to a gloomy futility, and he had only one person to turn to…
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A Big Package https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WGN6hRERyys
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He wasn’t spared Brandt’s caustic humor or schadenfreude. The Roegadyn could see that the man who had broken his arm was practically nothing, now. But, after all the jabs and insults were over with… he made sure Murbrecht had a spot in the markets, working on behalf of Brandt and earning a comfortable living. The two are not so much friends as retired enemies… but they seem to tolerate each other’s company if one of them needs a night of drinking and talking.
 
  
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====Player Info====
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===Battle===
  
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Motor Head https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gvJk9m_PNgw
  
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Contact
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:Skype: wordsmithrefl
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Skype: wordsmithrefl<br>
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Forums: Banquo Viaquo

Revision as of 16:08, 17 September 2014

 Brandt Wintfrydsyn
Brandt Prof.png
"LISTEN UP, YOU IDIOTIC LITTLE TIT. THERE’S NO $%@&ING WAY THAT ‘SURECAST’ DEFIES BLEEDIN’ RETROGRADE MANA THEORY, RIGHT, BECAUSE THERE’S NO BLEEDIN’ MANA INVOLVED UNTIL YOU CAST A BLEEDIN’ SPELL!"
Gender Male
Race Roegadyn
Clan Sea Wolf
Citizenship Limsa Lominsa / Ul’dah
Occupation Academic
Age 39
Sexuality Heterosexual
Height Big
Guardian Althyk, the Keeper
Server Balmung

A Roegadyn ex-gladiator - now academic - with a passion for profanity, a host of petty grudges and grumpings, and a caustically paternal streak that sometimes seems to cause more problems than it fixes. He teaches various aspects of arcane theory, both as a freelancer and as a part-time member of various academic or magical societies.

If he calls you anything involving “ass”, that’s good. He likes you. It’s “bastard” you want to watch out for.

Please use discretion when deciding what your character may or may not know about Brandt. It’s been a long time since he was publically relevant.


Appearance

■ Build: Beefy, barrel-chested.
■ Height: ???
■ Weight: ???
■ Hair Color: Pine Green
■ Hair Style: Wavy
■ Eye Color: Blue
■ Skintone: Coal
■ Features: Gladiatorial tattoos.

Personality

Brandt is hardly a shining paragon of... anything. Foulmouthed, bad-tempered, and determined to prove himself the biggest and loudest in any kind of situation, his time as a gladiator seems to have vested him with some habits that don't carry over very well into polite society - let alone the delicacy and rhetoric of academia. Nevertheless, he seems to have made a name for himself on his sour demeanor and tendencies; despite all his bluster, he does still have quite a cunning mind.

He suffers no fools, and has little patience for anyone, friend or foe alike. However, the one thing he does respect above all else is resilience - the ability to pick oneself up after having been beaten down, inspiring a cragged kind of empathy out of him... though he's not the best at expressing it.


History

Bonebreaker

Brandt Bonebreaker: you loved to hate him. The gladiator had a penchant for showmanship, arrogance (showing up to several matches drunk), and a carefree tendency to let the hate just slide off him. Fighting was an outlet for him; a way to work off the stress, a fun way to earn a bit of gil, get a bit of exercise, and hear a cheer or two. And it WAS fun. He even had a rival - some Highlander, Murbrecht, trying to play up the lone, brooding hero mask. A guy gets one sword made of darker metal than usual, and suddenly he thinks he's obligated to go on long, idiotic existential rants. He'd talk, Brandt'd laugh, he'd get mad, they'd fight, someone would be defeated, the crowd loved it. Business as usual.

Until a strike from him nearly severed Brandt's arm.

He clearly hadn't meant to do it. Brandt could tell by his expression the moment it happened, though the haze of pain. Regardless, Brandt's career was over, and the crowd had cheered at his end. The Bonebreaker was broken... and for a while, so, too, was the man behind the persona. Brandt spent a long time numb, whiling away his time in convalescence, unwilling to accept what had taken place, and slowly, he passed into obscurity...

...and then, one day, a package arrived to the hospital - a book. A present from an old fan; one of the weird old diehards. No idea how they tracked him down in this little backwater clinic, especially since he wasn’t going by his stage name anymore. Some little Miqo'te girl, G'lantaa something? She couldn’t have been much older than a child during his run in the arena, but for reasons best known to her… she had sent him a book of practical magic. Pointless, dense and infuriating. He tossed it aside.

Later, he yelled at one of the nurses until they picked it up off the floor for him. And he read.

And then he read, and then he read another, and then he wrote a forty-page essay of possibly the most foul and violent language anyone had ever used to describe Thaumic Temporal Deconstruction.

His sword arm would never be the same again. But, as Brandt would realize about five years later - a doctorate in one hand, a mug of Sour Red in the other, and a belligerent colleague's glasses between his teeth - a fighting man can be very resourceful when he puts his mind to it.

MORE TO COME...

Mad Doctorate

Now with a couple honors and academic titles under his belt (which he is only too willing to throw around in conversation in an attempt to assert his dominance), he has set his sights on the primals. Having found the most definitive way of reclaiming his former glory, he has latched onto it with a mad intensity, and will not allow anything to stand in the way of his mythological rampage.

Relationships

♥ Romantic Interest    ♥ Sexual Desire    ♥ Platonic Love   ● Good Standing    ● Neutral Standing    ● Poor Standing;   ■ Rivalry    ■ Emnity    ■ Hatred

Friends

● - G’lantaa Qimi (NPC): Young Miqo’te girl, and the one who sent him his first book of arcana in the hospital. Now a bright and intelligent youth, her effervescence grates on Brandt’s nerves, but he’s formed a strange attachment to the well-intentioned young student.
● - Murbrecht Blackhearth / “Brecht Blackheart” (NPC): Meek young Hyuran member of upper-class Ul'dah, and once friend to Dynitar. Somewhat weak-willed, he dared not risk his family name or social status when scorn or distrust was cast on House Aerstorn, though was quick to offer his support in private. After Dynitar's death, he has withdrawn wholly from the sociopolitical twistings of Ul'dah, keeping mostly to his family's manse... though he worries for North's safety.

Foes

■ - Dr. Archambault: Gaspard goddamn Archambault. A well-known Elezen researcher and professor who’s had several run-ins with Brandt. The Roegadyn is convinced that Archambault plagiarized him on an academic paper of some prestige, and has little doubts that the prim researcher is a smug snake of the foulest variety.

Rumors

Common Rumors

■ - "Don’t take Temporal Arcana Theory. Seriously. Unless you really, really, REALLY want to learn it."
■ - "We get it. You wrote a book. Shut up. God, what an ass - w-wait, he’s not anywhere nearby, r-right?"
■ - "Those tattoos… he used to work at the Coliseum? Then again, all things considered, it wouldn’t surprise me..."

Uncommon Rumors

■ - "Look at the way he moves his arm. There, while he’s reaching for the chalk - yeah, there’s somethin’ wrong with it alright."
■ - "Wintfrydsyn? Well… you didn’t hear it from me, but bring some kinda confection when you turn in your paper. Pastry or something. Trust me. It works."
■ - “Just don’t. Mention. Archambault.”

Rare Rumors

■ - "No, honest to gods, I swear. You never saw him and the Bonebreaker in the same place, right? And he never went back to the arenas after that big accident. I’m just sayin’."
■ - “I’ve never seen anyone get so cranky over students holding hands. What’s his problem?”

Player Character Rumors

■ -

RPC Connections

You might know Professor Wintfrydsyn if...

-You spent time studying Arcana
-You followed popular gladitorial fights some years ago
-You have sought higher education in any of Eorzea’s magical institutions, or have a background in academia
-You frequent the Limsa Lominsa markets
-You read papers or informational guides on certain aspects of magic
-You have any kind of medical background or have worked in a hospital of some kind

Themes

Passive

A Big Package https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WGN6hRERyys

Battle

Motor Head https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gvJk9m_PNgw

Contact

Skype: wordsmithrefl
Forums: Banquo Viaquo

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