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spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"> | + | <div style="text-align: center;">“I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche</div> |
| + | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"> The vast majority of this girls life were a breadbasket of lies. Torn away from her mother by the church at birth, Reine never truly experienced a proper childhood. A Halonic Priest by the name of Jean-Pierre Archambault was charged to watch over Reine, a stoic man with a stern hand and a heart of gold. Jean-Pierre made every effort possible to educate the girl, teaching her to read and write and to speak like a proper lady. At the ripe age of ten she were entrusted to Ser Ignasse de Vesnaint to act as a temporary squire. Quickly she grew to admire the former dragoon and did everything she could to aid him and learn from him, an eagerness to learn, fierce determination and a knack for lance work gained her the eye of the church. Eventually she were replaced by a Elezen, a more suitable pick for a squire of such a prestigious knight and poor Reine sent to the Scholaste to study. Thankfully due to her stubbornness and previous displayed ability the church reluctantly allowed her to take the dragoon knight exam when she comes of age, an exam she would go on to pass. The dragon song war was at an end and her study nearing completion not much else in the way of change could interrupt her now, until. Reine's guardian Jean-Pierre wasn't long for the peace time, a sickness caught during the onset of the eternal winter. As if the man were wishing to die with no regrets he sent for Reine, sooner or later she had to know. He told her everything, from the church taking her at birth to her real mothers name. A set of shocking truths that will lead this girl on shaky path of chasing her aspirations and reconnecting with a life she never had. </div></div> | ||
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #000000;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px black;letter- | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #000000;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px black;letter- | ||
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spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3> | spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;"> | + | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;"> At first glance Reine looks much like her mother, albeit much younger. A second glance, however, may reveal her stern, silvery blue eyes and slightly pointed ears, denoting a mixed heritage. However, her hair does a fair job of concealing those ears. Freckles adorn her cheeks, accentuating her youthful, sprite-like face.</div> |
<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Aspects That Stand Out: </div> | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Aspects That Stand Out: </div> | ||
| − | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '' | + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''Silvery-blue eyes.''</div></div> |
| − | + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''Slightly pointed ears.''</div></div> | |
| − | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '' | ||
=Personality= | =Personality= | ||
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<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"></div> | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"></div> | ||
| − | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"> | + | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"> “A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.” </div> |
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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''L I K E S'''</center></div></h3> | <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''L I K E S'''</center></div></h3> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">''' | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Strange Lullabies'''. It is a frequent thing to see and hear her singing a song about things that go bump in the night or of a witch that eats people.</font></div> |
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''D I S L I K E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''D I S L I K E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'' | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">''Ser Bauffremont'''. I can't recall how many times he picked on me for my ears.</font></div> |
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''H O B B I E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''H O B B I E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#000000;">''' | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#000000;">'''Walks'''. Sometimes its good to get out, to think and let your mind wonder.</font></div> |
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">''' | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Reading things I shouldn't'''. When tasked with book burning 'Heretical texts' one cannot but wonder 'Why am I not allowed to read this?'. </font></div> |
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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''S T R E N G T H S'''</center></div></h3> | <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''S T R E N G T H S'''</center></div></h3> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">''' | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Assertive'''. I am quick to stand up for those who I like, catch my ire and I will let you fall..</font></div> |
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">''' | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Positive'''. The happier I am and the more I say "I can do it." the greater my success.</font></div> |
<td style="width: 33%;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline"> | <td style="width: 33%;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline"> | ||
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''W E A K N E S S E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''W E A K N E S S E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">''' | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''The Orthodox Church'''. Although they have lied to me I am torn between worlds, do I live for my country? Or do I live for my family?.</font></div> |
| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Inquisitive'''. They say If you stick your nose in places where it should not be it will get cut off, fortunately I am not very fond of my nose.</font></div> | ||
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''M O T I V A T I O N S'''</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''M O T I V A T I O N S'''</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'' | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">''My Place'' - I need to find where I belong and if it doesn't exist? Well I shall just have to carve it out.</font></div> |
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| − | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>[[Jean-Pierre Archambault]],</b> <i>Guardian</i>. <b>(</b> <b>)</b> - <b>The Hierophant.</b></div> |
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| + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"You were stern but kind, I hope Halone forgives you for the truth withheld."</i></div> | ||
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| + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">The stoic former knight charged with the Guardianship of Reine by the church. A man who sought to give her an education, who protected her and kindled her faith. The closest thing to a father she will ever have.</div> | ||
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| + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>[[Yael Cahernaut]],</b> <i>Mother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="2">♥</font> <b>)</b> - <b>The Chariot.</b></div> | ||
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| − | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" ."</i></div> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I don't blame you, though I hope I can prove worthy of your love."</i></div> |
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| − | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Reine wants nothing more than to learn who her mother is. The child inside of her yearns for the affection that she did not receive growing up.</div> |
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| − | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>[[K'lyhia]],</b> <i></i>. <b>(</b> <b>)</b> - <b>The Friend.</b></div> |
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| − | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" ."</i></div> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"You were my first real friend. I hope you wear that bell forever."</i></div> |
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| − | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Lyhia were the first person to befriend Reine outside of Ishgard, and the first Miqo'te she had ever really met. Reine finds it difficult to express her care of Lyhia, though a gift of a silver bell is visual evidence of their relationship.</div> |
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| − | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>[[K'lyhia]],</b> <b>(</b> <b>)</b> - <b>The Friend.</b></div> |
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| − | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" ."</i></div> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"You were my first real friend. I hope you wear that bell forever."</i></div> |
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| + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Lyhia were the first person to befriend Reine outside of Ishgard, and the first Miqo'te she had ever really met. Reine finds it difficult to express her care of Lyhia, though a gift of a silver bell is visual evidence of their relationship.</div> | ||
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| + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>[[Pahja]],</b> <b>(</b> <b>)</b> - <b>The Haggler.</b></div> | ||
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| + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"She shot me..."</i></div> | ||
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| − | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Reine is not quite sure what to make of this couch surfing merchant. Though there is one thing that is clear, Pahja really knows how to sell something.</div> |
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freely!''</div> | freely!''</div> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> " | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "A smart girl, faithful too. One can hope she goes far in life." - Halonic Priest </div> |
| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "Shes filth! A halfbreed! She should not be allowed to step foot in the vault!" - Disgruntled Nobleman </div> | ||
| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "I hear she is a new edition to the Order of the Knights Dragoon." - Temple Knight </div> | ||
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #000000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #000000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. | ||
Use sparingly or ask first!''</div> | Use sparingly or ask first!''</div> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> " | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "I hear she passed the test to become a dragoon. Lets hope the training doesn't kill her."- Temple Knight </div> |
| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "Never have I seen someone wield a lance with such fervour."- Vault Ostiary </div> | ||
| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "We call her the Lindwurm, never have I seen a Dragoon strike like lightning."- Dragoon Knight </div> | ||
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #000000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #000000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask | ||
before using!''</div> | before using!''</div> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> " | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "I hear shes the heiress to that witches heretic house."- Snobbish Noblewoman </div> |
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| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Alias:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Alias:</b> Accidental Dragon-slayer, The Lindwurm |
: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Citizenship:</b> Ishgard | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Citizenship:</b> Ishgard | ||
| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Occupation:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Occupation:</b> Dragoon Knight |
: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Hair color:</b> Black | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Hair color:</b> Black | ||
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: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Alignment:</b> Lawful Neutral | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Alignment:</b> Lawful Neutral | ||
| − | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Key Items:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Key Items:</b> Her lance 'Icebreaker' |
: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Food:</b> Knightsbread | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Food:</b> Knightsbread | ||
: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Drink:</b> Ishgardian Tea | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Favorite Drink:</b> Ishgardian Tea | ||
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“I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche
The vast majority of this girls life were a breadbasket of lies. Torn away from her mother by the church at birth, Reine never truly experienced a proper childhood. A Halonic Priest by the name of Jean-Pierre Archambault was charged to watch over Reine, a stoic man with a stern hand and a heart of gold. Jean-Pierre made every effort possible to educate the girl, teaching her to read and write and to speak like a proper lady. At the ripe age of ten she were entrusted to Ser Ignasse de Vesnaint to act as a temporary squire. Quickly she grew to admire the former dragoon and did everything she could to aid him and learn from him, an eagerness to learn, fierce determination and a knack for lance work gained her the eye of the church. Eventually she were replaced by a Elezen, a more suitable pick for a squire of such a prestigious knight and poor Reine sent to the Scholaste to study. Thankfully due to her stubbornness and previous displayed ability the church reluctantly allowed her to take the dragoon knight exam when she comes of age, an exam she would go on to pass. The dragon song war was at an end and her study nearing completion not much else in the way of change could interrupt her now, until. Reine's guardian Jean-Pierre wasn't long for the peace time, a sickness caught during the onset of the eternal winter. As if the man were wishing to die with no regrets he sent for Reine, sooner or later she had to know. He told her everything, from the church taking her at birth to her real mothers name. A set of shocking truths that will lead this girl on shaky path of chasing her aspirations and reconnecting with a life she never had.
At first glance Reine looks much like her mother, albeit much younger. A second glance, however, may reveal her stern, silvery blue eyes and slightly pointed ears, denoting a mixed heritage. However, her hair does a fair job of concealing those ears. Freckles adorn her cheeks, accentuating her youthful, sprite-like face.
Aspects That Stand Out:
“A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.”
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