Syranelle Ironleaf
 Syranelle Ironleaf
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| Gender | Female |
| Race | Elezen |
| Clan | Duskwight |
| Citizenship | Gridania |
| Age | Appears mid-30's |
| Class | Scholar |
| Free Company | Harbingers of Dawn |
General Overview
AppearanceEyes the color of new-budded leaves on the first day of spring are most eye-catching within the bronzed skin of this statuesque Elezen woman. Dark brown hair streaked with sun-bleached highlights of red flows just to shoulder length, swept carefully back out of the woman's eyes and face.
Personality
With those she is not familiar with, wary might be the first impulse used to describe this woman; she seems almost like a wild avian, perched to take flight at the first sign of a threat. Yet, there is a curiosity in the depths of her eyes that belie that. Reserved almost to the point of aloofness, she proceeds with caution among others, keeping mostly to herself unless directly addressed or confronted.
Among friends or compatriots, however, she can be found to be quite congenial and solicitous of the well-being of others. She can often be found cooking meals down in the Company kitchen, providing companionable conversation for those who pass through. She will often go out of her way to help those among her circle of friends.
With those she trusts most, there is an innocent sort of vulnerability to her and a pure honesty. There are no secrets among those she trusts, though some of her past she may be reluctant to speak of due to their emotional significance.
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Biography
Present Day
Syranelle is currently a Support Priestess for the Harbingers of the Dawn. She continues her research into Gelmorra and Duskwight history in an effort to find some manner of absolution and refuge for her people.
Post-Calamity
In the days that followed the Calamity, Syranelle was part of a small group of Duskwight survivors that became trapped in a small section of caves in the Central Shroud, not far from Tam-Tara Deepcroft. Despite protests among the survivors that they should merely burrow deeper to escape the travesty, Syranelle knew that they would not survive long without adequate food and shelter. So she was among the first to volunteer to go to the surface to attempt to ensure their small encampment's survival.
In the first year after, there was much bickering and dissension in the encampment as some of their number turned to banditry and thievery to supply the camp. Some wanted nothing to do with the outside world, trusting none beyond their fellow Duskwights. Others felt that the Calamity and their survival was a sign that they needed to cease living underground and take their rightful place in the world. Torn between both ideals, Syranelle did her best to supply the camp by hunting for food and foraging in the woods; yet even she turned to thievery now and then, which was how she acquired a book on Elezen lore from a small band of antiquities dealers. In this book, she discovered the first snippets of knowledge about Gelmorra, an underground city where the Duskwights once lived in relative peace.
That was her first step toward an interest in researching lore. The second came in a more tragic form when a band of cultists began infiltrating their encampment. These individuals spoke of a quick way to power, a means to ease their suffering through supplication to their unknown god. Many within the camp fell under the spell and enticements of these cultists, foremost among them being Syranelle's own younger sister, Arthuriel.
They fought over the subject for weeks before Arthuriel packed up her things and left her sister behind. It wasn't until a year later, when voidsent creatures began attacking the encampment in ever-increasing numbers, that their paths would cross again. For a Hunting Party was dispatched to find the source of the voidsent and it was in the catacombs of the Deepcroft that they found the cultists conducting the worst sort of ritual: an attempt to summon a primal. And at its heart, serving as the vessel, was Syranelle's sister.
With no room for debate and no time for lengthy battles, the leader of the Hunting Party decreed that it was Arthuriel who had to die, first and foremost. Syranelle refused to allow any hand to slay her sister but her own, but it was a choice that would cost her dearly. Once it was done, Syranelle was driven near-mad from the guilt and grief, and in that miasma of self-deprecation she broke every bone in both her hands. To prevent her from picking up a bow to harm another again, she told herself, but also as punishment for the atrocity she had committed, no matter how well intended.
Another few months passed and Syranelle fell into a despondency from which she could not be shaken. When she could bear the burden of her guilt, grief, and self-loathing no longer, she left the encampment behind and took herself deeper into the forest to the East Shroud. It was here in the remoteness that she attempted to take her own life, cutting her forearms up the veins.
Yet, Fate had other plans for her. A band of adventurers came across her comatose body, hovering upon the brink of death. Taking pity on her, they took her with them to the Adventurer's Guild in Gridania where she was eventually nursed back to health. To this day, she doesn't know who her saviors were, only that she was given a new opportunity at life. She embraced it with both hands and turned her attention to Gelmorra and bringing hope and, perhaps, a home back to the Duskwights. In the dark of the night, she also researches the voidsent ritual that her sister was caught up in, hoping to discover the identity of location of the cultists that provoked her death. She seeks both to prevent such damnation from happening again, as well as to understand exactly what her sister died for.
Information to note
- Syranelle's aetheric signature is a green-gold helix. Contact with it lends the feeling reminiscent of summer sunshine felt through the dappled canopy of the Twelveswood, warm and inviting. It radiates care, comfort, and confidence; the very essence of the woman's soul. The particularly astute in aetherics might occasionally notice small motes of blue that flicker their way through the center of the helix, like occasional falling stars.
- She wears an engagement ring of purest gold, topped with a diamond carved into the shape of a rose, given to her by Irridias Velnyx along with his marriage proposal.
- She wears a leaf-shaped pendant made of silver and Nophica Green crystal. It is imbued with the aether of Irridias Velnyx and acts as an aetheric focus when attempting to control and convert the energy from the Aetherflow around her.
- Syranelle has a tattoo on the left side of her chest, some of which might be partially visible, depending on the cut of the top she's wearing. It depicts a large closed book of a golden hue, those familiar with her aether signature would note it's the same color. Upon the cover of the book was an elegant spear of what seemed to be bluish crystals that match the signature color of her beloved, Irridias Velnyx. The spear itself was surrounded by vines and leaves of varying green, giving the appearance that it was being completely embraced by it. And beyond the book was a pair of scaled wings that closed lightly over the book, almost in a protective way. The wings themselves were of cyan and purple, matching Irridias's eyes.
Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC! ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)
◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)
◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)
◢ Gelmorran Rumors (Gelmorran-born Duskwight ONLY)
◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other Players)
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Friend of Ardam Swifthawk, Syranelle invited the Elezen and his Hyuran companion Nayumi Deschain inside for tea after a rainy evening watching a spar outside the Harbingers manor. She found the crafter to be both amusing and congenial, both rare qualities in her generally austere encounters with stiff-necked Wildwoods. She's come to enjoy Aean's company, along with Nayumi's, considering them good friends after only a few visits. Something of a sheltered innocent, this former nun of a miqo'te was drawn up under Syranelle's wing when she showed up on the Company doorstep looking for work. Her sweet disposition makes her vulnerable, along with her innocence toward the ways of the world. However, Syranelle does her best with trying to guide and instruct the young feline and pave the way for her discover her true self. An unexpected ally. A newfound friend. She's known this Free Paladin in a tertiary sense during her time with the Harbingers, but never had ample opportunity to befriend him. That is, until he volunteered his shield to help her through some difficulty. Now, she finds hima trustworthy, honorable man, well worth getting to know. The Troutgoon. A curious Wildwood that first introduced himself with cupcakes. An Officer within the Harbingers, the man is part spy, part warrior, and part something inexplicable. Her partner when it comes to her research into Gelmorra and Duskwight history, he has proven himself worthy of both her trust and her heart. Friend of Ardam Swifthawk, Syranelle invited the Hyur and her Elezen companion Aean Deschain inside for tea after a rainy evening watching a spar outside the Harbingers manor. The woman has an effervescent personality and rapier wit that Syra finds both entertaining and refreshing. She's come to enjoy Nayumi's company, along with Aean's, considering them good friends after only a few visits.
Mate of Rathien Tia. This miqo'te has threatened Syranelle on more than one occasion which has made her distrust him wholly, serious or not. His haughty, volatile nature along with his propensity toward violence is offensive toward everything Syranelle believes in. An intriguing Elezen woman with whom Syranelle has found some unexpected ties. It is, perhaps, the restart of a long-forgotten friendship...but she has been warned away from this woman. So she proceeds with caution for now. An odd Ala Mhigan man she encountered near the Botanist's Guild in Gridania. She found him curious enough to warrant doing a little research on Ala Mhigo, which has proven more of an endeavor than she first realized. This shy, unassuming Miqo'te became fast friends with Syra during his time in the Harbingers, however, once he and his mate departed she has heard nothing since. Their friendship thus cooled, Syra wonders if she'll ever hear from the miqo'te again. A quiet, unassuming Xaela that Syranelle chance-met at one of the Company Tavern Nights, Syranelle finds her a bit mysterious and intriguing. Never one to balk away from a mystery, Syranelle intends to get to know her better away from the crowd and press of tavern nights. Infrequently Played or Currently Dormant Characters Blake is another of Syra's close confidantes, his strength and determination often an inspiration to her in a different way from Irridias. He makes her laugh when she needs it most, but the secrets he shares with her makes her wish that all of his other friends could see the same man she does. A talented Bard within the Harbingers of the Dawn who has offered her piano lessons. She's still uncertain about him, given that he's a true Wildwood, but she admires his skill with a mild envy, because he is something she can never be. A chance-met Miqo'te paladin and bounty hunter whose ethics and duty-born ideals intrigue her. Intruding on his stoic demeanor seems to be an entertaining pass-time for her. Deceased Characters
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