Devereau Beauregard

Devereau Beauregard
Gender	Male
Race	Elezen
Clan	Wildwood
Citizenship	Ishgardian
Patron Diety	Oschon
Age	48 (hates admitting it.)
Marital Status	Perpetually smitten.
Height	6 fulm, 9 ilms
Weight	235 ponz

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General

Where ever he may be, Devereau Florentin Beauregard is a man who is seldomly defined by his surroundings. Enshrouded in eccentricities and decadence, it seems he has little regard for the standards of any given nation. Not one to mask his passions and fervour, he often warrants a few curious (or confused) stares. Even so, he carries himself with a dignified air, tranquil and observant in nature. Upon approaching him, many find he has little qualms with shedding this calm demeanour for flamboyant pomp and circumstance in response to casual social interaction. Regardless of the man's modus operandi, most would agree that his actions are generally lofty and kindhearted, and a reliable source of entertainment in the destinations of his wandering.

For anyone who manages to wade through his flowery drivel and poetic speech long enough to force him to provide some personal information, he may be known as an artisan. The precise sort of artisan seems to be unclear; the most common responses being that he is skilled as a carpenter or as an alchemist. The one absolute is that the man has a distinct passion for creating weapons, artful implements of war. Though he much insists that he is of a pacifistic nature, willing to use words over steel, his love for creating tools of equal parts practical useability and artistic definition is unparalleled. Most inquiries for work seem to be rejected, as if he holds more care for works of passion over source of income. As such, most everyone who bears one of his armaments has compelled his inspiration with a tale of which he chooses to imbue into his artistic creations.

As overbearing as the man may be in appearance and speech, one thing is for certain: he is much more concerned of his company than himself. Most find themselves hard pressed to extract specific information from the man. Even when questioned of his (painfully apparent) heritage, he will often reply that is home is but where Oschon wills. Stalwart insistence, perplexing limericks and an unnerving smile seem to dissuade most from pressing such topics.

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