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Upon his eighteenth year he left the hamlet of Falcon's Nest and went to Ishgard itself to try and make his way in to the Temple Knights. At first he found himself in service to a minor noble family as a man at arms. The two years spent there though worked out quite well for him as he often trained with the household knights who rather enjoyed his sense of humor in light of how rather stuck up and strick the noble they worked for was. Eventually though Gaston moved on from there after passing the trials to be allowed in to the Temple Knights themselves. He was proud to be able to defend his city with those he had always looked up to, and for several years he lived that dream quite well. He was well respected by his comrades after he proved himself to be trustworthy and reliable, and for those that weren't won over by his dedication or charm he just ignored as they more often than not simply disliked him for his race. When Coerthas froze over he took a brief period of leave from the Knights to assist his family in relocating to Ishgard when Falcon's nest abandoned to the freeze. His father was at that time retired and they only had his mother's ability as a weaver to rely on, though both of his siblings were proving rather up to the challenge and assisted her. It was due to that that they were able to make it in Ishgard after having survived on assistance from Gaston's pay as a knight for a time. After he had been with the Knights for five years he was asigned as an augment to an Inquisitor's personal guard as he made his rounds through Coerthas. Yet the Inquisitor himself was completely over zealous in his drive to stamp out Heresy and sentenced whole families to death. When given the order to assist in throwing the families over the edge of Witchdrop Gaston's sense of wrong and right took over the desire to follow the orders of those above him. There was not even a hint of hesitation in his eyes as he stepped between the Inquisitor and the family before gutting the man with his greatsword. He immediately turned on the Inquisitor's guards and killed each one of them, most of whom were still in shock at what they had seen and couldn't even draw a weapon.<br><br> | Upon his eighteenth year he left the hamlet of Falcon's Nest and went to Ishgard itself to try and make his way in to the Temple Knights. At first he found himself in service to a minor noble family as a man at arms. The two years spent there though worked out quite well for him as he often trained with the household knights who rather enjoyed his sense of humor in light of how rather stuck up and strick the noble they worked for was. Eventually though Gaston moved on from there after passing the trials to be allowed in to the Temple Knights themselves. He was proud to be able to defend his city with those he had always looked up to, and for several years he lived that dream quite well. He was well respected by his comrades after he proved himself to be trustworthy and reliable, and for those that weren't won over by his dedication or charm he just ignored as they more often than not simply disliked him for his race. When Coerthas froze over he took a brief period of leave from the Knights to assist his family in relocating to Ishgard when Falcon's nest abandoned to the freeze. His father was at that time retired and they only had his mother's ability as a weaver to rely on, though both of his siblings were proving rather up to the challenge and assisted her. It was due to that that they were able to make it in Ishgard after having survived on assistance from Gaston's pay as a knight for a time. After he had been with the Knights for five years he was asigned as an augment to an Inquisitor's personal guard as he made his rounds through Coerthas. Yet the Inquisitor himself was completely over zealous in his drive to stamp out Heresy and sentenced whole families to death. When given the order to assist in throwing the families over the edge of Witchdrop Gaston's sense of wrong and right took over the desire to follow the orders of those above him. There was not even a hint of hesitation in his eyes as he stepped between the Inquisitor and the family before gutting the man with his greatsword. He immediately turned on the Inquisitor's guards and killed each one of them, most of whom were still in shock at what they had seen and couldn't even draw a weapon.<br><br> | ||
− | He quickly took flight with the family in the after math of the bloody mess, fleeing straight to Gridania as they avoided the patrols and garrisons in Central Coerthas. Even to this day his fate is still unknown to those back in Ishgard and he was presumed to have been slain. Still despite that even having been a possibility Gaston began to roam between the three other City-States of Eorzea in search of work. | + | He quickly took flight with the family in the after math of the bloody mess, fleeing straight to Gridania as they avoided the patrols and garrisons in Central Coerthas. Even to this day his fate is still unknown to those back in Ishgard and he was presumed to have been slain. Still despite that even having been a possibility Gaston began to roam between the three other City-States of Eorzea in search of work. Having started with mercenary work in Gridania he quickly moved on following the death of his only remaining friend at the time. He sank into a pit of despair and threw himself at the bloodsands in Ul'dah in an attempt to get himself killed. It led to 11 moons of liquor and fighting before he was betrayed by someone who was supposed to have his back. This woke him from the crushing grief and allowed him to move on with his life. It was this that prompted him to move on from Ul'dah and eventually make his way all the way to Limsa. Still taking on mercenary jobs here and there he ended up developing a love for smithing and apprenticed at the guild there. |
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Revision as of 21:16, 28 March 2017
Gaston ~ "I've looked at the world for quite a few years now and I've found that if I don't laugh, I'll probably end up crying." ~
Hailing from the now frozen land of Coerthas and the Holy See of Ishgard, Gaston was a Temple Knight who always did what he thought was right now matter what. This of course led to his eventual exile from Ishgard five years ago, leaving behind everything and everyone he knew for the sake of saving a family from certain death at the hands of an Inquisitor. Now on the run from the Church in Ishgard and believed to be dead by his family Gaston makes a living as best as he can. For a time he made do by working with the family that he had rescued so they could all start a new life, yet the death of Siohoix left him in a pit of grief. Unable to bear the loss of someone close to him he threw himself on to the Bloodsands for a year in a thinly concealed attempt to get himself killed. Yet when he finally woke from that grief he was disgusted by what he had been doing and left the sands behind him. Since then he's been taking on odd jobs at the Adventurer's Guild in all Gridania, Ul'dah, and Limsa Lominsa. He spent most of the time in La Noscea due to also taking an apprenticeship in smithing. Three years of living like that passed before he finally took on with a free company and has most recently applied and joined the ranks of the Pathfinders.
Gaston was born on the 4th Sun of the 4th Astral Moon in the year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era. He is the first born to a retired Temple Knight and Weaver and was born in the Hamlet of Falcon's Watch. Not having grown up in Ishgard itself he did not have to deal with some of the issues low born hyurs in the Holy See did. His childhood was fairly calm as he helped around the house and eventually helped his parents with his younger brother and sister when he was old enough. During his childhood his father taught him how to fight as he showed absolutely not talent at the loom to be able to help his mother in that regard. He did seem to take to the sword rather well and as he grew older he started to accustom himself with the greatsword as his weapon choice. Anytime that was not spent training with his father or helping out around the house he spent watching the Temple Knights themselves in action, often sneaking off to watch the local garrison train and would even often spar with his brother for amusement after seeing it in his teen years. These are years that he remembers fondly and cherishes greatly, even if he at times found his siblings to be an utter pain in the rear. Upon his eighteenth year he left the hamlet of Falcon's Nest and went to Ishgard itself to try and make his way in to the Temple Knights. At first he found himself in service to a minor noble family as a man at arms. The two years spent there though worked out quite well for him as he often trained with the household knights who rather enjoyed his sense of humor in light of how rather stuck up and strick the noble they worked for was. Eventually though Gaston moved on from there after passing the trials to be allowed in to the Temple Knights themselves. He was proud to be able to defend his city with those he had always looked up to, and for several years he lived that dream quite well. He was well respected by his comrades after he proved himself to be trustworthy and reliable, and for those that weren't won over by his dedication or charm he just ignored as they more often than not simply disliked him for his race. When Coerthas froze over he took a brief period of leave from the Knights to assist his family in relocating to Ishgard when Falcon's nest abandoned to the freeze. His father was at that time retired and they only had his mother's ability as a weaver to rely on, though both of his siblings were proving rather up to the challenge and assisted her. It was due to that that they were able to make it in Ishgard after having survived on assistance from Gaston's pay as a knight for a time. After he had been with the Knights for five years he was asigned as an augment to an Inquisitor's personal guard as he made his rounds through Coerthas. Yet the Inquisitor himself was completely over zealous in his drive to stamp out Heresy and sentenced whole families to death. When given the order to assist in throwing the families over the edge of Witchdrop Gaston's sense of wrong and right took over the desire to follow the orders of those above him. There was not even a hint of hesitation in his eyes as he stepped between the Inquisitor and the family before gutting the man with his greatsword. He immediately turned on the Inquisitor's guards and killed each one of them, most of whom were still in shock at what they had seen and couldn't even draw a weapon. He quickly took flight with the family in the after math of the bloody mess, fleeing straight to Gridania as they avoided the patrols and garrisons in Central Coerthas. Even to this day his fate is still unknown to those back in Ishgard and he was presumed to have been slain. Still despite that even having been a possibility Gaston began to roam between the three other City-States of Eorzea in search of work. Having started with mercenary work in Gridania he quickly moved on following the death of his only remaining friend at the time. He sank into a pit of despair and threw himself at the bloodsands in Ul'dah in an attempt to get himself killed. It led to 11 moons of liquor and fighting before he was betrayed by someone who was supposed to have his back. This woke him from the crushing grief and allowed him to move on with his life. It was this that prompted him to move on from Ul'dah and eventually make his way all the way to Limsa. Still taking on mercenary jobs here and there he ended up developing a love for smithing and apprenticed at the guild there.
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