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Still, once she adjusts, he has hope he can turn her into a fine and powerful harrier, once she has experience and perspective. And protect her physical and emotional wellbeing at the same time. But that is something that lies at the end of a much longer adjustment period than usual.</div> | Still, once she adjusts, he has hope he can turn her into a fine and powerful harrier, once she has experience and perspective. And protect her physical and emotional wellbeing at the same time. But that is something that lies at the end of a much longer adjustment period than usual.</div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Heliereaux Descombes,</b> <i>Mistakes were made ally</i>. <b>(</b><font | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"...I regret what happened with him, but I intend to make up for it bit by bit. Sometimes I can't always tell what is a sad child and what is a threat, all right? Regardless, the kid is fine. He just needs to, you know, gain the basic intelligence that comes with losing loyalism."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">There are a lot of... creative ways that Esredes makes new allies. | ||
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+ | Having a lone dragoon taken down in one hit after he pursued a camp member in dragon form, dragging him to the basement, and beginning to torture him only for him to break down and cry after just a minute, resulting in Esredes planting his usual seed as he told him about the truth of things and that he didn’t need to be locked into his path, would certainly be a case of a creative recruitment. | ||
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+ | Yet it worked. He had gotten the man in enough pain and fear to make him to agree to join over dying, and all it took was switching his tune, while still holding a dagger he had stabbed him with, to something more gentle, and taking him to the infirmary after patching up said wounds. In retrospect, yes, Esredes absolutely feels bad about what he did, which is why he showed up to deliver a cake slice to the man’s infirmary room as a way of apology. After having another chat, he feels a lot better about himself and the kid for the future, and that he can continue to properly make it up to him. | ||
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+ | In the meantime, he simply worries for the man’s mental health the way he does about any of the younger recruits who are so uncertain of themselves and their identity. But surely, he will be like all the others, and find his way to being more comfortable with himself and where he is now, as his spear is locked away somewhere he can’t access. Esredes is just content to be on the sidelines for respect of giving the man time and space- he already has a mentor to help him out in the meantime.</div> | ||
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Having come to him out of the blue at night to ask him about her rather unique condition of having a dragon possessing her, Esredes was somewhat pleasantly surprised to have a loyalist- that is, his term for Ishgardians still loyal to the state- come to him on such a grave matter. Oh, how he wished that happened more often, and that all of them could be this polite and respectful and trying to quiet their loyalist instincts instead of resolving to be filth. He has decided he likes this one. She’s trying to be understanding and is even self-electing to pull herself further down the hole of learning about his people, something he is glad to guide her down. The more people, the better. For now, unless she reveals herself to in fact be a disappointing, like all the rest loyalist, he’s elected that she’s quite worth helping with her problem. | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Having come to him out of the blue at night to ask him about her rather unique condition of having a dragon possessing her, Esredes was somewhat pleasantly surprised to have a loyalist- that is, his term for Ishgardians still loyal to the state- come to him on such a grave matter. Oh, how he wished that happened more often, and that all of them could be this polite and respectful and trying to quiet their loyalist instincts instead of resolving to be filth. He has decided he likes this one. She’s trying to be understanding and is even self-electing to pull herself further down the hole of learning about his people, something he is glad to guide her down. The more people, the better. For now, unless she reveals herself to in fact be a disappointing, like all the rest loyalist, he’s elected that she’s quite worth helping with her problem. | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>[https://housesilmontaix.tumblr.com/ Elphanse Silmontaix],</b> <i>Acquaintance</i>. <b>(</b><font style="color:#692ab7;" size="2">★</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">�</font><b>)</b> - <b>The Performer Who Lives In The Shadows.</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"A mildly intriguing soul, she is. I don't have anything particularly ''bad'' to say about her, despite all that floats around her. I like to think I'm good at avoiding being poisoned."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Having been vaguely aware of her existence already as a performer and as having been on trial, Esredes thought he recognized her face from somewhere in The Forgotten Knight and the two watched a bar fight together. He figured it would be but a neat celebrity encounter, but the woman seemed to take an interest in him, soon inviting him to her mansion to see if he would partake in saving a noble lady from an arranged marriage by disguising as a knight to escort her out. | ||
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+ | Well that was certainly something different, and something he didn’t mind agreeing to. It seemed like for a good enough cause, and those are the only thing to give him the feeling of life in such an age that has proceeded. | ||
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+ | Even so, he’s somewhat aware of her reputation as not a savory type, and yet, while he doesn’t feel comfortable around her, she doesn’t ''entirely'' scare him. She’s more vaguely intriguing than anything- she may not be trustable on a deeper level and have a sharp edge, but he knows how to avoid being cut by others. Part of him feels like she may just be unsavory in a way much like himself, the way that means someone is to some extent a good person, but he can’t be sure yet. As is, he supposes he’ll watch and wait and see if there is something more she’s wanting out of him, and what exactly is supposed to come after their little ‘event’. | ||
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+ | Yet even before this took place, an incident occurred in which she broke down in front of him he hadn’t anticipated. It was then he started to feel like he was unraveling her a bit- at her core, she’s lonely. She’s lonely and wants to be seen as good and helpful to those she cares about. And while he is no position to be able to fully help or heal her, he’s decided for now he can at least give her a few pointers, for she has yet to be disagreeable and they seem to have some ideals in common.</div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>[https://houserosaire.tumblr.com/ Silvaineaux Rosaire],</b> <i>Dislike</i>. <b>(</b><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1"></font><font | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"What an unpleasant individual. I hope to every god for the sake of the people around him he learns how to manage those anger problems. I'll bet you he's hit people out of anger before. Either way, he's disgusting and I want to stay far away from him."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">The only reason he knows of this man is seeing him visit Sui- something indicated only by Sui asking Esredes to hide away, an immediate sign that something was not right. | ||
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+ | And oh, was something not right. For Esredes used his illusion to eavesdrop on their conversation, only to hear this other man as the exact kind of loyalist he really didn’t have time for- the kind who was self-righteous and set in their hatred, unpleasant, and overall just really not worth it. And he hated the way he talked to Sui, made worse by '''''witnessing the two kiss'''''. | ||
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+ | This pissed Esredes off so much that he opted to pretend to enter the room again just to deliberately try and drive a wedge between them, and succeeded in pissing Silvaineaux off enough to make him shatter his wine glass and cut his hand. Because Esredes decided in that moment that Sui deserved much better than such an aggressive man with shades of controlling behavior, and if he wouldn’t realize how terrible the relationship was on his own, Esredes had to bring to light all the ways it was a terrible idea. As much as he respects Sui’s general neutrality, he draws the line at this. Esredes seems to care for Sui just enough to not want to lose him to some asshole loyalist. | ||
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+ | He really doesn’t feel bad for what he did, in fact, he brags about it sometimes. What kind of man has anger problems bad enough to ''shatter a fucking glass?'' Even he would never do that. The whole thing is hilarious to him, but when you boil it down, he simply doesn’t care for Silvaineaux. He’d love to see him fuck off and leave it at that, because he’s not worth the time of day, and he’s not worthy of Sui’s gentle soul.</div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Liamont Arbeau,</b> <i>Begrudging Acquaintance</i>. <b>(<font style="color:#692ab7;" size="2">★</font>)</b> - <b>The Submission To Misery.</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"It's really not easy being the only person in Ishgard sometimes willing to practice decent humanity. Case in point: this broken, pathetic sadsack of a loyalist. I have a few words to say to whoever allowed him to get ''this'' bad. He's a sentient headache and a pain in the ass. But by god, does he need someone to put up with him."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Esredes will never think of Sui as a pitiful or sad puppy ever again. | ||
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+ | Because this man? This man. Is so much worse. In every conceivable way. Not only is he sort of a loyalist, even if not a bad one, but he is one dealt the worst hand. A poor little lowborn man who ran from the military after his parents were witchdropped, turned himself in, and was sentenced to pay off the debt of all the families of the soldiers who had been affected by his desertion. Something that Esredes, of course, could immediately point out, while encountering the man in dragon form out in Western Coerthas, was a complete load of shit. And which the man argued was simply his just punishment. | ||
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+ | Ohhhh boy. The more the man speaks, the more he reveals himself as completely brainwashed and practically brain damaged by Ishgard’s ways. He can’t think for himself at all, and is resolved to torturing himself with self-hatred because of the guilt over what he did and his status as ‘lowborn filth’. Esredes can see entirely through this man, and it concerns him deeply. If the poor man wasn’t an incredible source of headache for how delusional he is, he’d be a decent person, and Esredes can’t just let this injustice go on when he seems to be the only person to tell Liamont that he isn’t a complete waste of space. | ||
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+ | So in all of his gracious knowledge, Esredes took it upon himself to try and help the man. Which meant he essentially subjected himself to a patience test of the highest measure, as the man often resists every attempt he makes to be nice to him, says the absolute stupidest things, and accidentally says incredibly insensitive things to piss Esredes off. Esredes makes one thing clear to everyone: this man is not his friend. He is a charity case, something Esredes can look upon and think, ‘oh, a challenge, if I can solve this one, I am practically capable of fixing anyone.’ And a challenge it is, something to make Esredes feel better about his own life. | ||
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+ | Still, while his motives aren’t entirely pure, Esredes is determined to help the man improve, and be absolutely nowhere near him the rest of the time in order to protect against brain ruptures. And if he succeeds, the man will be less unbearable, and Esredes can pat himself on the back. Clearly a win-win, right?</div> | ||
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Esredes is a former Ishgardian knight turned heretic. After an incident with dragon’s blood from his childhood came to light and he was nearly killed as a result, he turned against Ishgard and became devoted to winning the Dragonsong War for the heretics by either taking over or destroying Ishgard. Now fueled by a mixture of vengeance and the need to liberate his people, Esredes continues to press on after years of fighting, refusing to give up the fight no matter how much it takes his toll on him.
His blog is here.
On the surface, Esredes presents as a serious and reserved individual, having anywhere from a forced politeness to neutrality and indifference to a distinctly unfriendly demeanor, someone that in most situations, one couldn’t get much out of unless they were a person of interest. But to open up beyond that is to reveal himself more as someone who carries himself with a certain level of authority, an air of regality, and what can be perceived as arrogance, though the extent to which it is genuine is unclear. Esredes is a driven individual with a combination of force and aggression and manipulation and cunning as the fuel it takes. He is an engraved, fancy blade with a sharp and rough edge.
His mind is wired towards logic and a realist outlook, what makes sense to execute as the best afforded and safest action to take, paired with a somewhat warped sense of morality. While he’s nobody to disregard and misunderstand all emotion, he’s often not good at dealing with it. He tends to have a narrow-minded and shortsighted view of a lot of situations, which is a big part of what makes him easy to make a puppet out of, so long as he doesn’t catch on. Ultimately, he is motivated by an internal goal and purpose, and won’t stop until it is fulfilled. In him lies an inherent chaotic spirit, that gives birth to patterns of rash behavior. This natural tendency controlled him in much of his childhood, but it was forcefully subdued by an artificial sense of order that made its home within him. As a result, though he operates in manners of logic, he is prone to getting carried away in the moment and going off course, sacrificing a calculated move for an opportunity to exercise a desire to kill and take pleasure in it, a weakness he cannot fix no matter what he tries. Even regardless of this, he often resorts to brutal tactics. Despite his often serious demeanor, he also possess a viable amused side that manifests in several different forms. He often uses it to be snarky in a sarcastic way to people he deliberately wants to anger, but when he’s relaxed he likes to make teasing and playful remarks, often paired with a lot of smirking. These sometimes even come off as flirty, but he’s unaware of this. His actual flirting attempts would be much less desirable. Esredes is also blunt at times in certain situations. If there aren’t consequences, he makes it known if he dislikes you. Conversely, he also won’t hesitate to compliment and encourage if he genuinely means it. He’s able to be motivational, as well as persuasive, with the force he puts behind his words. Even so, outside of this, especially when he’s not trying, he often manages to say the wrong thing. Yet even still, if one is in his good graces, they can find themselves with a dedicated ally, and discover a softer side to the man. He is often nobody to hide how much he cares about someone, and prefers to focus on the well being of others around him. While he does know how to relax, he can only do it for so long before he begins to get restless. He believes his purpose is to fight, and he can’t fully separate himself from that. Yet even though his personality sets him down a dark path, the twists in the fabric of fate still may at least set his sword towards the purposeful cause and enemy he desires.
Esredes stands a little under average Elezen male height at 6'0, and is more widely built than the in game model. He resembles a Gridanian Elezen better than an Ishgardian one, with his light brown skin and crimson hair, swept back behind his head and forming into tips behind it. His eyes resemble a fire with their orange coloring, and when he is experiencing intense emotions, they often feel as if there is one burning within. In relation to the in game model, it should be noted he lacks the widow's peak, and the hair in front of the ears. His appearance is often geared to intimidation, and he gives off a distinct powerful, but uneasy aura. When not in his own version of the typical haubergeon uniform, he usually keeps his outfits relatively simple and not attracting attention, save for the ever present shade of red- but traces of his former highborn fashion sense still remain. He also keeps his sword and sheath on him in most situations.
His second form is that of a red and golden quadruped wyvern, standing tall at nine foot five and stretching outwards to eleven foot seven, though he occasionally takes on an in between form, in which he maintains his bipedal size and shape but with all of his draconic features intact. Despite the resemblance, he is not in any way related to Jannequinard.
Esredes was born into a noble Ishgardian family, and was raised on conservative and strict values, told he must uphold the dignity and honor of the family. However, as he developed, he began to exhibit behavioral issues and this eventually caused his family to try and hide him away from the public in their shame as they tried to get his behavior under control.
As his parents struggled to deal with the eldest child, elsewhere in Ishgard lied a small group of common folk with an agenda against the elite and the system, who were hatching a plan to bring the entire system into question, by slipping dragon’s blood into the drink of a few select elites at a party and letting the uproar dismantle the rest of their family and bring the entire elite under fire. The moody and impatient young Rosemond kid was selected as one of these targets, as not only was a kid an easy target, it would bring much more backfire if a child was killed. Though the actual process itself was a success, the group was then killed in a violent standoff a week later during another criminal act, thus letting their scheme die with them. Unaware of all of this, when Esredes began to experience the effects of the blood the next day, he was full of panic and terror, thinking he had been cursed, but he did not tell anyone about it. He was old enough to somewhat understand this would be taken badly, and kept it hidden and never tried to experiment with his ability to shift. Hiding this only increased his behavioral problems as well, and eventually peers began to turn away from him for fear of being brought into trouble, leaving him isolated. His parents eventually stepped in and forced him to behave at age fifteen after an incident warranted it being the last straw. After some resistance, he finally conceded and began to behave like a young adult willing to take responsibility for himself. From there, his family and social life returned to stability. He later joined the Ishgardian military upon reaching adulthood, as it had been his dream for a while to fight, and he was confident in his ability to hide his secret and still become a war hero. He began to win back family honor by becoming a formidable soldier and advancing in the ranks until he was near the top. However, one day during a battle, he was knocked off a cliff ledge to what would have been certain death if he had not shifted wings and glided to a lower ledge for safety, passing it off as a miracle survival. He thought no one had saw it when they rescued him later, but when a group of people showed up with weapons to surround his location later on, he learned very quickly someone must have said something. While he attempted voicing his innocence, it fell on deaf ears, and so he was forced to use the military skills and strategies he had gained, suffering several injuries and injuring several people to escape. Now on the run and lost without anywhere to go to, Esredes continued fleeing, aiming to make his way towards Ul’dah. He was discovered again in the process and suffered much worse injuries escaping from his pursuers, but was found by a band of heretics and taken for medical treatment. After being told their side of the story, he reluctantly agreed to help them fight against Ishgard, if they would help him achieve something. This deal was then fulfilled, and so he began to embrace his dragon side and become loyal to the heretic cause. He has since become a powerful member in the group and continues to lead sieges against Ishgard. After enduring countless hardships and countless witnesses of his people being slaughtered, the war finally reached its turning point and Esredes was left in the dust as it spiraled far beyond the heretic's control. He held down the faction after the death of his beloved leader, and was planning to disappear from Eorzea entirely as the war ended- only to be approached by an acquaintance and informed he had been pardoned by the new leader, legally able to return to Ishgard as a normal citizen. After much deliberation and hesitance, he opted to accept this offer, not so much for himself, but for the sake of his people who would do the same, and once purchasing a house in Foundation on money borrowed from a few highborn ally sources, he remains in the city-state working as a negotiator between it and dragons, all while dealing with frequent surges of depression.
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