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<font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em;">Mostly resembling her mother in both stature and cultural identity, Yuel possesses slender features with a strong jaw and wide, upturned eyes. As is the tradition of her maternal family from the Yanxian highlands, her lightly freckled cheeks are adorned with faint gold tattoos. Despite her lack of interest in excelling at physical combat, Yuel gives into her vanity and keeps her body lean and toned. She focuses most of her muscle training on her core and legs for the semblance of agility. <br>
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<font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em;">Mostly resembling her mother in stature, Yuel possesses slender features with a strong jaw and wide eyes. Her cheeks are lightly freckled. Despite her lack of interest in excelling at robust physical combat, Yuel gives into her vanity and keeps her body lean and toned. She focuses most of her muscle training on her core and legs to increase her agility. <br>
Her father gifted her with deep obsidian hair that shines violet in the right lighting. Her ears are slightly pointed, but hardly noticeable unless one focuses in on them and catches her when she is not covering them with a hat or some sort of ornamentation. She spends time in the mornings meticulously applying winged eyeliner and dusting vivid maroon eyeshadow under her eyes which sometimes makes her appear sleepless or corpsey. Depending on her mood, she may darken her lips to a dusky burgundy as well. <br>Her right eye has a gold hue with a hint of emerald, the other a deep scarlet tone. She is known for shamelessly holding eye contact and her expressions and mannerisms can get quite animated <br>
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Her father gifted her with deep obsidian hair that shines violet in the right lighting. Her ears are slightly pointed, but hardly noticeable unless one focuses in on them and catches her when she is not covering them with a hat or some sort of ornamentation. She spends time in the mornings meticulously applying winged eyeliner and dusting vivid maroon eyeshadow under her eyes which sometimes makes her appear sleepless or corpse-like. Depending on her mood, she may darken her lips to a dusky burgundy as well. <br>Her right eye has a deep scarlet tone, the other a subtly lighter and golder ruby red.  <br>
 
 
  
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'''Scars & Markings:''' She has few, if any, noticeable scars. All acquired from her love of heights and overzealous acrobatics. Most are shallow and can be spotted painted along her shins and ankles. She is hesitant to show these to others, though she admires those with scars. <br>
 
'''Scars & Markings:''' She has few, if any, noticeable scars. All acquired from her love of heights and overzealous acrobatics. Most are shallow and can be spotted painted along her shins and ankles. She is hesitant to show these to others, though she admires those with scars. <br>
 
When she is able, she travels to Coerthas to traverse the snow-capped mountains, leading to a meager compilation of scars from reckless-based injuries.  
 
When she is able, she travels to Coerthas to traverse the snow-capped mountains, leading to a meager compilation of scars from reckless-based injuries.  
  
'''Voice:''' Yuel possesses her mother’s resonant sing-song voice but with a deeper, sharp flow in her intonation. She has a subtle regionally Yanxian accent and dialect, but hyper-corrects it when meeting new people. Her tone is typically reserved and calculated until she is comfortable.
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'''Clothing:''' Her manner of dress is overstated and formal, but never apparently so. Every piece she wears holds a deep meaning to her and she spends a great deal of time and attention on her style. One will often catch her in deep reds or greenish-blues accompanied by golden accents. Customarily, she conceals a dagger under her clothing for personal protection, though, she isn't particularly adept in using it. Recently, she has been fortunate enough to travel to various cities across Hydaelyn and has adopted an extensive collection of fabrics and garments. Her wardrobe grows so rapidly, she is plagued by the paradox of storing such a considerable collection. She cannot find it in her heart to let go of any of her garments, leaving her guilty of hoarding apparel and accessories from her travels.  
 
'''Clothing:''' Her manner of dress is overstated and formal, but never apparently so. Every piece she wears holds a deep meaning to her and she spends a great deal of time and attention on her style. One will often catch her in deep reds or greenish-blues accompanied by golden accents. Customarily, she conceals a dagger under her clothing for personal protection, though, she isn't particularly adept in using it. Recently, she has been fortunate enough to travel to various cities across Hydaelyn and has adopted an extensive collection of fabrics and garments. Her wardrobe grows so rapidly, she is plagued by the paradox of storing such a considerable collection. She cannot find it in her heart to let go of any of her garments, leaving her guilty of hoarding apparel and accessories from her travels.  
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Yuel may come off as pretentious upon meeting her. She has a whimsical way of carrying and expressing herself. She is unaware of how to be vulnerable so she tends to be quite calculated and cunning under her obscure facade.<br>
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At her core, she is a softhearted idealist and carries a delicate optimism which she conceals under her sarcasm and astute disposition. <br>
  
  
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Yuel is fond of fine dry wines, but is blissfully unaware of her low alcohol tolerance. Though such an occurrence is rare, should she pass her limit, she either becomes a staunch revolutionary and ceaselessly rants about politics and her favorite authors, or a histrionic character who sloppily recites poetry or bombastic tales from history which may or may not be true. Overall though, she is reserved and selective around others. She has a passionate and at times harsh draw to justice. She is light on her feet and moves graciously, even when nobody is watching.
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<br>Yuel may come off as aloof upon meeting her. She has a whimsical way of carrying and expressing herself. She is unaware of how to be vulnerable so she tends to be quite calculated and cunning under her obscure facades.  At her core, she is a softhearted idealist and carries a delicate idealism which she conceals under her sarcasm and astute disposition. Yuel is fond of fine dry wines, but is blissfully unaware of her low alcohol tolerance. Though such an occurrence is rare, should she pass her limit, she either becomes a staunch revolutionary and ceaselessly rants about politics and her favorite authors, or a histrionic character who sloppily recites poetry or bombastic tales from history which may or may not be true. Overall though, she is reserved and selective around others.
 
 
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One such brave visitor happened to be a gawky anthropologist highborn of Ishgard with intentions of documenting their unique traditions and culture. Youthful and naïve, he found himself utterly captivated by the colorful rituals and art, throwing his life at their feet in mercy only to witness it. The leader of the community aggressively refused his request to document them, however, everyone has their price and this Ishgardian scholar had too much wealth for his own wellbeing. The Elezen, Ruvienne, was granted the opportunity to stay with the community in exchange for a hefty stipend which went towards funding the journey for and acquisition of livestock, and other goods not locally available. <br>
 
 
 
Ruvienne remained with the mountain clan while working on his ethnography as applied to his own cultural theories. The clan prided themselves in their emphasis on spirituality and the arts. Similar to Domans, though not entirely equal, they believed spirits (neither good, nor evil) roamed the planet and manipulated life on it in accordance with their individual character traits and goals. To call upon specific spirits, ritual dances, songs, and shamanic ceremonies were performed. <br>
 
In particular, Ren (Yuel's mother), the leader’s youngest daughter, an elegant yet feisty midlander, found herself in the position of the highest-esteemed traditional dancer. Allegedly, shaman elders chose her as a protector, destined to keep the tribe from danger before she even left the womb. Following years of rigorous training in song and dance, she was called upon every morning to reign in protective spirits with her intricate dances and operatic melodies.  
 
 
 
Perhaps she never truly summoned spirits, though she undoubtedly enchanted Ruvienne, not with her artistic talents, but with her intense and spirited personality. They spent most nights together, sharing stories and personal outlooks by a fire. What Ruvienne had intended to be a six month stay, stretched for three years, and the two had grown inseparable.  
 
 
 
Overtime, Yanxia transformed into an impoverished and hostile environment. Overdue as it was, even the highest points of the region fell to corruption. Contentious individuals (unaffiliated to Garlemald, as the nation never scouted the area) sought to invade the community for personal gain. The tribes greatest fighters were falling to their aggressors and their numbers were rapidly dwindling. Paralleling their newfound hardships, Ren discovered she was carrying Ruvienne‘s child. Seen as a negative omen by many in the tribe, the leader had no choice but to cast Ruvienne out of the clan permanently. Ren herself wondered if their romantic union angered the spirits and afflicted her family. The hopelessly enamoured elezen pleaded with Ren to escape with him before the situation worsened. <br>
 
 
 
Fiercely loyal to her family, Ren was appalled by his request and threatened to fight him off herself. With a heavy heart, he returned to Ishgard after years of estrangement. Not without sending a band of well paid mercenaries to block anyone from venturing up the mountain, however. Following his removal, the clan celebrated a new period of peace and appeasement of the spirits.
 
 
 
<br>Before an assembly of delighted faces, Yuel was born. According to the elders, her spirit was melded with the darkness of her father and the graciousness of her mother. A combination they considered favorable, despite their vilification of her father. As was customary of the group, Yuel was raised by everyone in the tribe and given only a first name. She was taught the tribe’s traditional dances and beliefs. <br>
 
  
Prior to sunrise, she was expected to perform dances beside her mother, Once the light peaked through the leaves, she was free to wander on her own. Shamanistic salves and poisons fascinated Yuel. Occasionally, the shamans would indulge her curiosities and teach her how to utilize the resources around her. When the sun reached its brightest point, together with her peers, she was trained in combat. She preferred archery as she found power in mastering her environment and using distance and agility as her primary weapons. Soon after the moonlight traced the ground, she witnessed divine ceremonies performed by the elders. She relished in studying the elaborate attire, dedicated to each activity.
 
 
 
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The dance performance rapidly grew in popularity and went from weekly to nightly. Ren, Yuel, and other dancers/musicians were expected to perform their pieces before an audience of wealthy patrons. Though performing her culture for others made her uncomfortable, Ren’s heart ached for those of her family who were murdered or sent off as cogs. She vowed to live in their name, not only for vengeance, but to aid those alienated and forced into similar situations around the city, of which there was no shortage. Every night, Yuel watched her mother perform as the toxic bitterness and resentment clouded her eyes. Overtime, Ren strategically organized an underground collective of alienated people in the city. They sought refuge in a lowbrow teahouse belonging to a new accomplice of Ren’s. From that point forward, their affairs were planned and followed through under the guise of the teahouse.  
 
 
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The journey across the sea and subsequently through Eorzea, opened Yuel’s eyes to various cultures and scenery which inspired her and transformed her life. Initially, Renault planned for Yuel to reside in Coerthas by the observatorium as an atrologian's assistant in a demure but cozy home. Renault returned as a disgrace to the community but he was eager to return to Dalmasca either way. The news of his temporary return came as a shock to his wife, Arette, who had turned radically to the Orthodox church of Ishgard, and to the contempt of his then young adult son, Yvain.<br>
They traversed the city in white masks and worked towards bringing justice to all who stood to dehumanize others. As righteous as their cause seemed, Yuel distanced herself from what she found to be at times morally grey. Though, she took part in, and exceeded at, several espionage and con missions of people she found to be especially abhorrent. She would use her charm to befriend and gain the trust of people she deemed as unforgiving and then, either lead them to the capable fighters in their group, or poison them herself. On several occasions, she even dabbled in the hypnotic techniques she learned from the shamans in order to gain information or even money from her targets.
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Renault's mother, Myrtane had established herself as a classical actress, prolific dancer, and diva of her time. Much like her son, she was wed out of duty and not love, but that never stopped her from entertaining suitors and admirers, many who held notable positions in Ishgardian court. She understood the well-intentioned but weak nature of her son and accepted him but disappointingly so. His son Yvain, on the other hand, was merely suspicious of his father after he had abandoned him. Yvain, being fed up with the aristocracy and inhumanity within Ishgard, built a split identity and considered himself a dark knight to protect the people. He hid his cause well from his devout to the church mother. Renault, however, knew nothing of what was occurring with his wife or son as he escaped the moment he was assured of Yuel's safety.
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Sleepless but filled with the inspiration from the changes, however small, they were making around Kugane, Yuel and Ren continued to perform every night. Eventually, it was brought to the attention of the head of their Hingan proprietors that Yuel had come of age and there was some interest from patrons to wed her. Seizing the opportunity, the theater owners auctioned her off to the highest bidder. Yuel was to be a fine exotic prize for an aged Bakufu official’s son.  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Myrtane was delighted to make acquaintance with her. Intrigued by Yuel’s underlying obscurity, Myrtane assured her that she would see to it that Yuel be allowed refuge in Ishgard. A blip in time later, and Myrtane managed to place Yuel before Count Edmont de Fortemps with a grant of asylum. As a gift, Myrtane waited outside with a breathtaking pearl white Ishgardian gown. Yuel later wove in her own touches with specular silver threads which resembled her grandmother's starlike hair. Yuel found her grandmother to be mystically impressive and spent as much time as she could with her. Over time, Myrtane declared Yuel her protégé in dance and theatre. Yuel combined traditional dancing techniques from Yanxia with Myrtane’s classical training, and even added her own elements of contemporary dance. <br>
 
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The injustices within Ishgard were not lost on Yuel and she attempted to aid those who were disparaged by the system in any way she could. With her hopeful adolescent mind, she developed the idea that setting up dance classes in the Brume would help increase morale and give individuals an outlet for their anger and grief. She would collect food from a local bakery and offer it to anyone who joined her class. The classes were full of people stretching and jumping around accordingly.
Alas, the hour she was to be wed arrived and Yuel was overtaken by confidence as she entered the gaudy venue. The groom-to-be appeared incredibly nervous; he was fully covered in intricate ornamentation and beads of sweat gleamed on his forehead. Yuel thought to herself that he looked mostly innocent and frightened, she was unsure if she could follow through with her mother’s plan. When he recited his vows, his voice trembled with passion as he spoke of being moved by her performances.
 
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Those were his last words as Yuel meekly jabbed a coated gold piece into his abdomen. She watched silently, almost cathartically, as he struggled to breathe. The act ushered in chaos. Ren and her vigilante group slaughtered the boy’s family and friends at the ceremony as Yuel watched in horror, bemoaned by the murder of possible innocents. Yuel and the collective fled to their teahouse refuge where they confined themselves, only leaving with their masks on. Rumors spread and a bounty was placed on Yuel’s head, as many believed she executed the entire slaughter herself. She paid no mind to the allegations and continued to wander around Kugane with careless determination. Yuel, irresponsibly not wearing her disguise, was picking up fabrics for a fashion project when a patrician recognized her and reported her to authorities. She was immediately detained and taken to a local court the following day. Ren appeared, maskless, and offered herself up as the sole malefactor in the murder. She riled up the jury with theatrical allegations of finding joy in the slaughter. Ren was immediately sentenced to death and dragged to a chamber for one night before her execution.  
 
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Ruthlessly, Yuel convinced the guards to allow her to see her mother one last time. Ren was smiling and gave a quiet and eloquent speech of how well she lived and grew to fight for those in her heart. With an uncharacteristic jitter in her voice, she paused, handed Yuel a lock of her hair, and proceeded to request that Yuel find her father in Ishgard. She ordered her not to apologize on her behalf for she had no regrets, but to let him know she selfishly found herself dreaming of him as time passed. Yuel was taken aback by her mother’s unexpected request but vowed to honor it. She was forcibly removed and received news that Ren passed later that night. Yuel found unusual solace in her gesture of taking agency over her own life, even in the end. After several nights of internal restlessness, Yuel found two affluent travelers who agreed to take her back with them to Ishgard. When asked of her profession, she proudly stated she was a foreign couturiere (though it had only been a personal hobby and she had no idea how to sew, only how to collect vintage clothing and repurpose them). She learned the word from her mother as she taught her some words of the Ishgardian dialect Ren had learned from Ruvienne.  
 
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Following the incident, Yvain needed to lay low more than ever and thus, partnered with Yuel as she could act as the face of their duo while he gathered necessary intel and offered his skills in combat. Currently, they still partake in such vigilante missions, occasionally clashing as Yvain exhibits far more ruthlessness while Yuel prefers to cause as little trouble and injury as possible. She excelled at disguise and quick wit as she prided herself in creating intricate backstories and fronts for their missions.<br>
 
 
After several moons with them, and the search for her father proving fruitless, she began to attend high-class events with the couple, as their foreign guest and stylist. At long last, she was approached by a bedraggled Elezen who claimed he had received word from various individuals in his social circle that a young foreigner was searching for an anthropologist scholar who had several cultural theories published and specialized in minority groups in the Far East. Shocked, she recognized parts of herself in his sharp features. Only a few moments lingered before his sly facial expression grew heavy with bewilderment, as he pieced together who she may be. Unable to look her in the eyes, the Elezen gathered himself and implored her to follow him to his personal library. Upon entering, he mumbled to himself and tore books off the shelf, lodging them at the floor. Yuel questioned what her mother ever saw in him, clearly unable to contain himself, yet maintaining an emotionless face. In his seemingly controlled panic, his voice raced of tales from her home in a time before she existed. She would have left right then as she is not fond of these wild displays of emotion, if not for her mother’s final request. Noting his ring, she impulsively asked about his wife. He explained, as if it were a remorseful confession, that he was married with two young children there but only out of a sense of duty. Flustered, he exclaimed that he only ever loved Ren and would have dropped everything and stayed with her if not for her request. Having come to the conclusion that her father is a passive coward, Yuel left her mother’s hair on his desk and rushed out, skipping over Ren’s elegant speech.  
 
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She styles clients under her created persona, Neige D’or. Yuel's obsession with costume and disguise comes as a subconscious reply to her mother's downfall sprouting from Yuel's inability to hide her own identity. Internally, she projects her fixation with disguise onto Neige as a persona and takes costume, even if just for performance or entertainment, seriously and with all her heart.
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Yuel struggles with the art of combat, yet always keeps a pearl white dagger gifted to her by her mother under her clothing. Yuel is occasionally under threat by Arette’s fanatically religious forces, but she has managed to survive thus far.<br>
Yuel reveres her paternal grandmother, Myrtane. Ruvienne fearfully introduced Yuel to his mother as his pupil though she crassly dismissed him and welcomed her granddaughter with fierce warmth and sincerity she had never experienced elsewhere. Yuel had also never met such a free-spirited and comical being. She and Myrtane would stay up late drinking fine wine and making jokes about Myrtane's late husbands/lovers, the poor fashion choices of people they knew, and theatre. Myrtane was a well known theatre performer of her time which inspired Yuel to pick up storytelling through performance as a personal passion. Additionally, her grandmother gifts her rare ornamentation or fabrics upon every visit. The gifts include: dragonhide one of Myrtane's admirers left for her, her vintage burgundy hat from youth, precious stones, and more, all of which Yuel has delicately fashioned into garments. Yuel may never admit it, but much of her present-day personality is an internalized rehash of her grandmother's. No person has influenced and helped her grow more than her grandmother Myrtane.
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Greatly influenced by her grandmother and past tragedienne, Myrtane, Yuel is currently undergoing training in theatre arts, specializing in tragic or melodramatic roles; A stark contrast to her imperturbable demeanor. She finds the art of storytelling through performance deeply rewarding and adores sharing it with others. <br>
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Recently, despite her unfavorable history with it, Yuel picked up dancing again as a hobby and a way to clear her mind meditatively. She often practices in harsh weather conditions and rough environments to improve her self-discipline. Dance is sacred to her and she takes it seriously, sometimes teaching others if they are interested in training with her. She believes in order for it to be authentic, the dance must be truthful and empowering. Her training involves extensive self-reflection.
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Yuel can be hired for ventures involving guerrilla justice where the system has failed. She employs several methods acquired after years of working under her mother in Kugane. The work can span from reconnaissance to deception for information. <br>
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Yuel can be hired for missions involving guerrilla justice where the system has failed. She employs several methods acquired after years of working in Ishgard with her half-brother, Yvain. The work can span from reconnaissance to deception for information. <br>
She is capable of utilizing special tonics that may bring out the truth in others (usually alcohol, but she never tells her clients this). Additionally, she attempts to create ritual balms akin to the ones the elders of her late maternal family would make that had variable results. On occasion, the balms would place her target in a trance, throw them into a vivid dream/vision, or merely intoxicate them. <br>
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Additionally, she performs ritual dances akin to the ones her mother utilized for the Dalmascan resistance to destabilize and defeat enemy combatants. <br>
 
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<font style="color:#e50225;" size="3">  ♠</font> She carries out such pursuits in complete secrecy and asks that her clients use a code name for themselves and for her. She meets in one of two obscure locations of her choice in either Ishgard or Kugane. Though, she is inclined to dramaturgy and selects scenic heights and extravagant costumes to conduct her business at the expense of security.<br>
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<font style="color:#e50225;" size="3">  ♠</font> She carries out such pursuits in complete secrecy and asks that her clients use code names for themselves and for her. Yuel is inclined to dramaturgy and selects scenic heights and extravagant costumes to conduct her business at the expense of security.<br>
<font style="color:#e50225;" size="3">  ♠</font> She is constantly recruiting trusted associates to pursue some of these daunting endeavors.<br>
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<font style="color:#e50225;" size="3">  ♠</font> She is constantly recruiting trusted associates to pursue some of these daunting endeavors, especially those with experience in physical combat as that is her weakness.<br>
 
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Yuel fares poorly in any kind of physical contest, especially close combat. Briefly in her youth, she was taught the basics of archery, though she abandoned the art and only revisited it recently. She admires archery for the beauty in the manipulation of the earth and the target over practicality.<br>
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Yuel fares poorly in any kind of physical contest, especially close combat. Briefly in her youth, she was taught the basics of archery, though she abandoned the art and only revisited it recently. Her grandmother had also attempted to teach her how to fight with a dagger, but Yuel can be quite clumsy. She further dampens her chances of excelling at combat by placing more importance on her fashion than her strength. Yuel may seem like a lost cause, but the potential is there (maybe).<br>
She had a dainty ornamented bow specially crafted for her by a dear friend which inspired her return to the field. She makes up for her physical ineptitude with her perception and discerning nature, though she is easily blindsided by those more experienced. <br>
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She makes up for her physical ineptitude with her perception and discerning nature, though she is easily blindsided by those more experienced.
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<font style="color:#e50225;" size="3">  ♠</font> She is currently searching for mentors in combat technique to study and learn from.  
 
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! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">  '''[[Myrtane Ortaire]]'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''('''  <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">  ♥</font> <font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="3">  ♥</font>''')''' '''(''' Grandmother ''')''' - '''A Glacial Pyre'''</font>
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! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">  '''[[Myrtane Ortaire]]'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''('''  <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">  ♥</font> <font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="3">  ♥</font>''')''' '''(''' Grandmother ''')''' - '''Glacial Pyre'''</font>
 
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[[File:Myrtane_Ortaire.png | 189px | upright | left |  ]] "Before I met my grandmother, I was terrified of what it meant to own my truth and be myself. She taught me to embrace my peculiarities and never say sorry. She is proof that one can be fierce and aggressive while showing the deepest warmth to those they love. Mostly, she is the best dressed and most hilarious being I have ever met. People view her as many characters, but to me she is my dearest grandmother and mentor." </div>
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[[File:Myrtane.jpg | 189px | upright | left |  ]] "Before I met my grandmother, I was terrified of what it meant to own my truth and be myself. She taught me to embrace my peculiarities and never apologize. She is proof that one can be fierce and aggressive while showing the deepest warmth to those they love. Above all else, she is the best dressed and most charmingly hilarious being I have ever met. People view her as many characters, but to me, she is my dearest grandmother and mentor." </div>
 
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! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">  '''[[Yvain Ortaire]]'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''('''  <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">  ♥</font> <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3">  </font>''')''' '''(''' Brother/Accomplice ''')''' - '''Wounded Knight '''</font>
 
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| <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">[[File:Yvain .png | 189px | upright | left |  ]]“Though we come from the same father, Yvain and I met much later in life under unfortunate circumstances. He is an intense and dark character. I would never tell him directly, but he transformed my life, and though at times harsh, he opened my eyes to the truth of this world. Before I met him, I was soft and naive. I can thank him for my fortitude and resolve. I am eternally grateful he trusts me enough to work with me to combat the corruption within Ishgard, for he is a truly talented assailant and gracious brother.</div>
[[File:Ren_Baisha.png | 189px | upright | left |  ]] "A ruthless fighter at heart. Her passion and spirit continue to traverse Hydaelyn as magically and surreally as they had when she drew breath. I never truly knew my mother and I'm not sure if she or anyone else did either. She lived for her cause and I will always respect that. She taught me how to dance and how to survive and how to love. I honor her in everything I do." </div>
 
 
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| <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">[[File:Ruvienne_Ortaire.jpg | 189px | upright | left |  ]]"Complicated as it may be, Ruvienne is a supportive teacher and I am grateful for the opportunities he has granted me. He tries in the strangest of ways to be my father and I never know what to do with that. I often exclaim to myself that we are polar opposites. However, I find so much of him in who I am."</div>
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[[File:Chavi .png | 189px | upright | left |  ]] “Nobody knows what I would give to spend more time with my grandmother in Rabanstre. She sometimes visits my dreams, surrounded by fire. I know it’s her. She possesses such raw power and talent, yet remains criminally humble. She showed me a spiritual world I never imagined existed and taught me how to survive. I try not to think of her fate after I left, and instead hold on to the memories of her radiant laughter. She is all the tender corners of my heart.</div>
 
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[[File:Baisha1.png | 189px | upright | left |  ]] “A ruthless fighter at heart, my mother has died and risen again from her own ashes. She is truly a spectacular being. As graceful as she is deadly, but nobody would ever assume the latter. Though selective, she has a heart of gold and little patience for arrogance or insolence. When I was a child, she sang me to sleep every night no matter how tired she felt or how much she was hurting. She taught me how to dance and how to fight and how to love. I honor her in everything I do." </div>
 
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! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">  '''[[Name Goes Here]]'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''('''  Status Icons Go Here ''')''' '''(''' NPC ''')''' - '''Title Given By Character Goes Here'''</font>
 
 
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[[File:Renault .png | 189px | upright | left |  ]] “Complicated as it may be, Renault showed his support in a detached yet protective manner. I failed to understand this when I was younger, but now I can feel the immense sorrow brewing within him. I sometimes wonder how he managed to stay afloat within the void of chaos he had surrounding him. I recognize he put everything on the line to provide for us and I will always appreciate his efforts. My fondest memory of him is when he had an especially horrifying night terror and woke up in a sweat, screaming. I rushed to his side and hugged him. It felt as if he had shed all his layers and held me back so sincerely, then looked at me with his weepy eyes until I watched them morph back into glass.</div>
 
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[[File:Arette .png | 189px | upright | left |  ]] “Arette is a lost soul who has attempted time and time again to take everything from me. Yet, I sympathize with her grief. She continues to desperately cling to a false reality that she is not alone. She is so fearful of knowing herself, she has become a husk of a being which she fills with bigotry and extremist religion. I would kill her without a drop of remorse, were she not Yvain’s mother. He swears he despises her and cares not if she lives or dies, but one can never escape their mother’s place in their heart, whether it’s medicinal or poisonous.</div>
 
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! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">  '''[[Name Goes Here]]'''</font>  <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''('''  Status Icons Go Here ''')''' '''(''' NPC ''')''' - '''Title Given By Character Goes Here'''</font>
 
 
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[[File:Khaju.png | 189px | upright | left |  ]] “Sela is a new friend but she has shared with me a wealth of knowledge regarding various cultures and customs throughout the world. I am thankful to have her as my bookkeeper, as I cannot be bothered with technicalities and pragmatism. She is exceptional and incredibly brave.</div>
 
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   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#9d928a;" size="2">■</font> "She comes to me for her little projects. Her attention to detail comes at a fault. She tips well, but never truly appears satisfied." -Freelancing Seamstress</div>
 
   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#9d928a;" size="2">■</font> "She comes to me for her little projects. Her attention to detail comes at a fault. She tips well, but never truly appears satisfied." -Freelancing Seamstress</div>
   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#9d928a;" size="2">■</font> "She thanked me and displayed a tender smile after I gifted her my finest sweet bread, but I could see right through her. She hated it. How could anyone dislike...my...sweet bread. You will have to excuse me now." - Cavalier Baker</div>
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   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#9d928a;" size="2">■</font> "She thanked me and displayed a tender smile after I gifted her my finest sweet pastry, but I could see right through her. She hated it. How could anyone dislike...my...pastries. You will have to excuse me now." - Cavalier Baker</div>
 
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   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#797068;" size="2">■</font> "I heard she and her mother come from a tight-knit group that was completely wiped out. I don't buy it at all, most likely just a ruse to get people paying for their performances." -Skeptical theater owner in Kugane</div>
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   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#797068;" size="2">■</font> "She teaches a dance class around the Brume but when I question her students about it, they are suspiciously terse with me. There is a darkness in her eyes I do not trust." - Skeptical resident of the Brume</div>
 
   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#797068;" size="2">■</font> "She fools not a single soul in this community with her classlessness, yet she walks around and speaks as if she has a say in our politics and society, having only arrived recently." - Local Ishgardian Matriarch</div>
 
   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#797068;" size="2">■</font> "She fools not a single soul in this community with her classlessness, yet she walks around and speaks as if she has a say in our politics and society, having only arrived recently." - Local Ishgardian Matriarch</div>
 
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   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#5a524c;" size="2">■</font> "If only you could have seen what I saw. Stay away from her. She befriended and conned my best friend, an honest trader, and watched the life leave his body after she poisoned him. Didn't even flinch. Listen, do not buy into her act. She thinks she has some righteous cause, but we're all just trying to make a living here." -Clean-cut Hingan Trader</div>
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   <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#5a524c;" size="2">■</font> "If only you could have seen what I saw. Stay away from her. She befriended and conned my best friend, an honest trader, and watched the life leave his body after she poisoned him. Didn't even flinch. Listen, do not buy into her act. She thinks she has some righteous cause, but we're all just trying to make a living here." -Clean-cut Ishgardian Trader</div>
<div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#797068;" size="2">■</font> "Ruvienne tells us all she is his student... I am truly appalled that anyone believes she is not his illegitimate... His poor wife, I recognize the anguish in her eyes every time she crosses paths with that mongrel. Breaks my heart... What of their children?" - Ishgardian Medic by the Scholasticate</div>
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<div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#797068;" size="2">■</font> "Renault tells us all she is merely his mother's student... I am truly appalled that anyone believes she is not his illegitimate... His poor wife, I recognize the anguish in her eyes every time she crosses paths with that half-breed. Breaks my heart... What of their legitimate son?" - Ishgardian Medic by the Scholasticate</div>
 
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Latest revision as of 21:35, 26 October 2020

Yuel Vulpaine
Vigilante Tragedienne

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About
Name... Yuel Vulpaine
Nickname... Yu, Y
Age... Unkown: late twenties
Gender... Woman
Race... Hyur/Elezen
Clan... Midlander/Wildwood
Orientation... Pan/Demi
Marital... Single
Deity... Menphina
Nationality... Hingan/Ishgardian
Occupation... Performer
Alignment... Chaotic Good
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Mostly resembling her mother in stature, Yuel possesses slender features with a strong jaw and wide eyes. Her cheeks are lightly freckled. Despite her lack of interest in excelling at robust physical combat, Yuel gives into her vanity and keeps her body lean and toned. She focuses most of her muscle training on her core and legs to increase her agility.
Her father gifted her with deep obsidian hair that shines violet in the right lighting. Her ears are slightly pointed, but hardly noticeable unless one focuses in on them and catches her when she is not covering them with a hat or some sort of ornamentation. She spends time in the mornings meticulously applying winged eyeliner and dusting vivid maroon eyeshadow under her eyes which sometimes makes her appear sleepless or corpse-like. Depending on her mood, she may darken her lips to a dusky burgundy as well.
Her right eye has a deep scarlet tone, the other a subtly lighter and golder ruby red.

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Scars & Markings: She has few, if any, noticeable scars. All acquired from her love of heights and overzealous acrobatics. Most are shallow and can be spotted painted along her shins and ankles. She is hesitant to show these to others, though she admires those with scars.
When she is able, she travels to Coerthas to traverse the snow-capped mountains, leading to a meager compilation of scars from reckless-based injuries.

Voice: Yuel possesses her mother’s resonant sing-song voice but with a deeper, sharp flow in her intonation. She has a casual manner of speech, but hyper-corrects it when meeting new people. Her tone is typically reserved and calculated until she is comfortable.

Clothing: Her manner of dress is overstated and formal, but never apparently so. Every piece she wears holds a deep meaning to her and she spends a great deal of time and attention on her style. One will often catch her in deep reds or greenish-blues accompanied by golden accents. Customarily, she conceals a dagger under her clothing for personal protection, though, she isn't particularly adept in using it. Recently, she has been fortunate enough to travel to various cities across Hydaelyn and has adopted an extensive collection of fabrics and garments. Her wardrobe grows so rapidly, she is plagued by the paradox of storing such a considerable collection. She cannot find it in her heart to let go of any of her garments, leaving her guilty of hoarding apparel and accessories from her travels.

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Yuel may come off as pretentious upon meeting her. She has a whimsical way of carrying and expressing herself. She is unaware of how to be vulnerable so she tends to be quite calculated and cunning under her obscure facade.
At her core, she is a softhearted idealist and carries a delicate optimism which she conceals under her sarcasm and astute disposition.


Yuel is fond of fine dry wines, but is blissfully unaware of her low alcohol tolerance. Though such an occurrence is rare, should she pass her limit, she either becomes a staunch revolutionary and ceaselessly rants about politics and her favorite authors, or a histrionic character who sloppily recites poetry or bombastic tales from history which may or may not be true. Overall though, she is reserved and selective around others. She has a passionate and at times harsh draw to justice. She is light on her feet and moves graciously, even when nobody is watching.




Likes

  • Bitter Tea
  • Secluded Mountains
  • Theatre
  • Icy Weather
  • Romanticism
  • Symphonic Music
  • Poetry

Dislikes

  • Discrimination/Oppression
  • Political Corruption
  • Nobles and aristocrats
  • Sweets
  • Insolence
  • Ul'dah and its heat

Fears

  • Betrayal
  • Close combat
  • Flavorless food

Trivia

  • Favorite Food: Sushi
  • Favorite Drink: Matcha
  • Favorite Color: Burgundy

Accompaniment
¡Beware of upcoming wordiness!
Dalmascan Origins

 Yuel was born in the heart of Rabanstre during the Garlean occupation. Her mother, Baisha fought in the resistance. Baisha was a powerful witch who used power from ancient forces within the city and performed sacred dances and blood magic. Yuel’s father, Renault, was born into nobility in Ishgard and served as a dragoon. He abandoned his wife from an arranged marriage and young son after witnessing the brutal murder of his comrades by Dravanians. Finding the pain too deep to bear and unable to face the people of Ishgard again, he fled for Kugane where he opened a teahouse and bakery which was his true lifelong dream. Around the same time Renault established his new life in Kugane, Baisha traveled with a Garlean theatre company in hopes to sway people with the cause of the Dalmascan resistance through dance and storytelling. During one of her performances in a theatre in Kugane, she met Renault. Baisha lit a fire in him and he felt a draw to her and her cause he hadn’t felt since he first trained as a dragoon to protect Ishgard. He was completely enamored by her and brought her gifts, tea, and baked goods whenever she was in Kugane. She eventually returned his affections and they grew inseparable. Baisha kept her heart in the Dalmascan resistance and Renault followed her. Baisha’s pregnancy came as a bittersweet surprise to them as they felt ready for a family, but could not deny the apprehension of bringing a child up in a city falling to its oppressors. Though the city was afflicted by its colonizers, the magic and culture stayed alive to those who looked for it and Baisha tried to give Yu the best childhood experience she could. While she fought with the resistance, Yu learned to write, paint, garden, and sew when she was sent to Kugane with her parents for performances and to take classes with geiko. Baisha noticed Yu had similar magical abilities as she did and taught Yuel sacred dances that were passed down to her.


Displacement in Ishgard

Smolishh .pngThe situation in Dalmasca grew more dangerous, especially for the resistance fighters and their families. Ren and Baisha fought tirelessly but found keeping their daughter in the city to be selfish and irresponsible as the situation grew bleaker. Yuel was spending more and more time alone in Kugane where she was safest. Baisha commanded Renault transport Yu to his homeland and keep her safe. Renault refused to leave Baisha's side but she protested and they compromised that he was to transport her to Ishgard and make certain she is taken care of and only then could he return and fight alongside Baisha. He secured a route back and was not greeted warmly by the community or his family. His mother and well known tragedienne, Myrtane, did not defend his honor as she admitted to finding his choices weak and displaying a lack of self-awareness but she warmly welcomed her granddaughter, Yuel into her lavish home. Renault left as soon as he was assured of Yuel’s safety to return to Baisha’s side and fight her war with her. He did not even visit his now deeply religious wife, Arette or teenage son, Yvain. Yuel is unsure of the fate of her parents but felt heartbroken upon hearing news of the Barheim incident and the city being flattened by Garlean forces. She recently returned to the remains of Rabanastre with treasure hunters and felt connected to her mother after witnessing all the power that lay beneath the ancient city.
The journey across the sea and subsequently through Eorzea, opened Yuel’s eyes to various cultures and scenery which inspired her and transformed her life. Initially, Renault planned for Yuel to reside in Coerthas by the observatorium as an atrologian's assistant in a demure but cozy home. Renault returned as a disgrace to the community but he was eager to return to Dalmasca either way. The news of his temporary return came as a shock to his wife, Arette, who had turned radically to the Orthodox church of Ishgard, and to the contempt of his then young adult son, Yvain.
Renault's mother, Myrtane had established herself as a classical actress, prolific dancer, and diva of her time. Much like her son, she was wed out of duty and not love, but that never stopped her from entertaining suitors and admirers, many who held notable positions in Ishgardian court. She understood the well-intentioned but weak nature of her son and accepted him but disappointingly so. His son Yvain, on the other hand, was merely suspicious of his father after he had abandoned him. Yvain, being fed up with the aristocracy and inhumanity within Ishgard, built a split identity and considered himself a dark knight to protect the people. He hid his cause well from his devout to the church mother. Renault, however, knew nothing of what was occurring with his wife or son as he escaped the moment he was assured of Yuel's safety.


New Purpose

Smolish2 .png Upon entering Ishgard for the first time, Yuel found herself utterly captivated by the dark charm of the city.
Myrtane was delighted to make acquaintance with her. Intrigued by Yuel’s underlying obscurity, Myrtane assured her that she would see to it that Yuel be allowed refuge in Ishgard. A blip in time later, and Myrtane managed to place Yuel before Count Edmont de Fortemps with a grant of asylum. As a gift, Myrtane waited outside with a breathtaking pearl white Ishgardian gown. Yuel later wove in her own touches with specular silver threads which resembled her grandmother's starlike hair. Yuel found her grandmother to be mystically impressive and spent as much time as she could with her. Over time, Myrtane declared Yuel her protégé in dance and theatre. Yuel combined traditional dancing techniques from Yanxia with Myrtane’s classical training, and even added her own elements of contemporary dance.
The injustices within Ishgard were not lost on Yuel and she attempted to aid those who were disparaged by the system in any way she could. With her hopeful adolescent mind, she developed the idea that setting up dance classes in the Brume would help increase morale and give individuals an outlet for their anger and grief. She would collect food from a local bakery and offer it to anyone who joined her class. The classes were full of people stretching and jumping around accordingly.


Fanatical Danger

Yue3.pngWith Yuel’s growing relationship with Myrtane, came rumors of Yuel's origin and her possible connection to Renault. Word traveled to Renault’s wife Arette, who could not live with being disgraced, and, in a moment of impudence, sought to have Yuel executed. She covertly ordered her guards to murder her while Yuel taught dance to a group of Ishgardians who were beginning to develop an affinity for her classes. In a fortuitous turn of events, Yvain appeared in full armor and fought off the guards. He revealed himself as Yvain and confessed to watching Yuel as he had heard whispers that she may be his half-sister. Through his powerful ties to a network of underground information, he identified that she would be in danger from his mother’s wrath. He cautioned her and encouraged her to study a manner of self-defense. He confided in her over his obscure life as a dark knight in order to protect the defrauded and abused individuals of Ishgard. They also bonded over their tense relationships with their father, as he never allowed himself to be vulnerable enough to be known by his children. Overtime, they grew closer and Yuel was drawn into the world as a vigilante. She finally grew into her own when Yvain was captured by members of an aristocratic family after he killed the eldest son for stalking and harassing a young woman of the Brume. She took stock of her physical ineptitude in terms of combat, and chose to pose as a masked performer with a faux troupe made up of members of her class instead and infiltrated the family’s home where she successfully poisoned the guards and set Yvain free, all without getting caught.
Following the incident, Yvain needed to lay low more than ever and thus, partnered with Yuel as she could act as the face of their duo while he gathered necessary intel and offered his skills in combat. Currently, they still partake in such vigilante missions, occasionally clashing as Yvain exhibits far more ruthlessness while Yuel prefers to cause as little trouble and injury as possible. She excelled at disguise and quick wit as she prided herself in creating intricate backstories and fronts for their missions.


Current Growth

Yu12c.pngPresently, Yuel continues to train for classical theatre and dance with her grandmother, Myrtane. She combines her teachings in dance with traditional elements of her homeland, techniques she picked up in her travels, as well as clandestine martial arts. She continues to run dance classes and employ her students as fronts for her fabricated group in order to discreetly exact justice.

Yuel resumes vigilante work with her brother, Yvain.

In her spare time, she offers her services in style and fashion as well as disguise. She is constantly researching the world around her as well as creatively writing whenever she gets the chance.

Yuel struggles with the art of combat, yet always keeps a pearl white dagger gifted to her by her mother under her clothing. Yuel is occasionally under threat by Arette’s fanatically religious forces, but she has managed to survive thus far.
Mostly, Yuel is found overdressed and lounging at various venues while reading or taking notes on her next project.

Yuel has amassed several skills as well as certain ineptitudes throughout her life (( Leave an ask here or in-game mail for requests)):
Theatre Connoisseur/Stylist

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    With a passion for Theatre and art-centered events, she spends much of her time traveling to various performances to take notes and sometimes write staunch reviews if she is moved to do so. When she finds the time, though quite rare, she dives into organizing and hosting theatre events of her own. She is currently searching for those with a passion for theatre and performance art to work with.

    Additionally, Yuel has gathered extensive knowledge of fashion through her upbringing and travels. She prides herself in styling others either for day-to-day life, special occasions, or performances. On an underground note, she is skilled at concocting disguises for those with less legally inclined ambitions as well.

Dance Trainer and Student

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    Greatly influenced by her grandmother and past tragedienne, Myrtane, Yuel is currently undergoing training in theatre and dance, specializing in tragic or melodramatic roles. She finds the art of storytelling through performance deeply rewarding.

    She has been holding classes for the under-represented in the Brume for several years now and has recently chosen to expand her training to other areas. She often practices in harsh weather conditions and rough environments to improve her self-discipline. She believes in order for it to be authentic, the dance must be truthful and empowering.

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Masked Vigilante

    Yuel can be hired for missions involving guerrilla justice where the system has failed. She employs several methods acquired after years of working in Ishgard with her half-brother, Yvain. The work can span from reconnaissance to deception for information.
    Additionally, she performs ritual dances akin to the ones her mother utilized for the Dalmascan resistance to destabilize and defeat enemy combatants.
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    She carries out such pursuits in complete secrecy and asks that her clients use code names for themselves and for her. Yuel is inclined to dramaturgy and selects scenic heights and extravagant costumes to conduct her business at the expense of security.
    She is constantly recruiting trusted associates to pursue some of these daunting endeavors, especially those with experience in physical combat as that is her weakness.

Combat Apprentice

    Yuel fares poorly in any kind of physical contest, especially close combat. Briefly in her youth, she was taught the basics of archery, though she abandoned the art and only revisited it recently. Her grandmother had also attempted to teach her how to fight with a dagger, but Yuel can be quite clumsy. She further dampens her chances of excelling at combat by placing more importance on her fashion than her strength. Yuel may seem like a lost cause, but the potential is there (maybe).
    She makes up for her physical ineptitude with her perception and discerning nature, though she is easily blindsided by those more experienced.
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    She is currently searching for mentors in combat technique to study and learn from.

Color Key
In A Relationship: Romantically involved with this character.
Romantic Attraction: Romantically interested in this character.
Sexual Attraction Physically interested in this character.


Platonic Love/Family: Considers this person family.
Friend: Considers this person her friend.
Friendly Acquaintance: Considers this person mostly friendly, or as an ally.


Good Standing: Has no specific feelings about this character, however they left a good impression.
Neutral: Has no specific feelings about this character.
Bad Standing: Has no specific feelings about this character, however they left a bad impression.


Dislike: Doesn't consider this person a friend, and will talk if needed, but try to avoid them.
Hate: Consider this person an annoyance, and will try to avoid them. Conflict can happen.
Fear: Is terrified by this character, and will try to avoid them at all cost.
Rivalry: Consider this person a rival, and will try to initiate conflict every time she gets to meet them.


Family Member: This character is related by blood.
Business: This character is either an employer, employee, or coworker.
Deceased: This character has passed away.
? Hidden Feelings/Unknown: This character has one of all the color keys above, but she isn't fully aware of it yet.

Blood

Myrtane Ortaire ( ) ( Grandmother ) - Glacial Pyre
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"Before I met my grandmother, I was terrified of what it meant to own my truth and be myself. She taught me to embrace my peculiarities and never apologize. She is proof that one can be fierce and aggressive while showing the deepest warmth to those they love. Above all else, she is the best dressed and most charmingly hilarious being I have ever met. People view her as many characters, but to me, she is my dearest grandmother and mentor."
Yvain Ortaire ( ) ( Brother/Accomplice ) - Wounded Knight
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“Though we come from the same father, Yvain and I met much later in life under unfortunate circumstances. He is an intense and dark character. I would never tell him directly, but he transformed my life, and though at times harsh, he opened my eyes to the truth of this world. Before I met him, I was soft and naive. I can thank him for my fortitude and resolve. I am eternally grateful he trusts me enough to work with me to combat the corruption within Ishgard, for he is a truly talented assailant and gracious brother.”
Chavi ( ) ( Grandmother ) - Dream Breaker
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“Nobody knows what I would give to spend more time with my grandmother in Rabanstre. She sometimes visits my dreams, surrounded by fire. I know it’s her. She possesses such raw power and talent, yet remains criminally humble. She showed me a spiritual world I never imagined existed and taught me how to survive. I try not to think of her fate after I left, and instead hold on to the memories of her radiant laughter. She is all the tender corners of my heart.”
Baisha ( ) ( Mother ) - Heart of Flames
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“A ruthless fighter at heart, my mother has died and risen again from her own ashes. She is truly a spectacular being. As graceful as she is deadly, but nobody would ever assume the latter. Though selective, she has a heart of gold and little patience for arrogance or insolence. When I was a child, she sang me to sleep every night no matter how tired she felt or how much she was hurting. She taught me how to dance and how to fight and how to love. I honor her in everything I do."
Renault Ortaire ( ) ( Father ) - Veiled Solacer
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“Complicated as it may be, Renault showed his support in a detached yet protective manner. I failed to understand this when I was younger, but now I can feel the immense sorrow brewing within him. I sometimes wonder how he managed to stay afloat within the void of chaos he had surrounding him. I recognize he put everything on the line to provide for us and I will always appreciate his efforts. My fondest memory of him is when he had an especially horrifying night terror and woke up in a sweat, screaming. I rushed to his side and hugged him. It felt as if he had shed all his layers and held me back so sincerely, then looked at me with his weepy eyes until I watched them morph back into glass.”

Other

Arette Ortaire ( ) ( Father's Wife ) - Pitiable Marionette
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“Arette is a lost soul who has attempted time and time again to take everything from me. Yet, I sympathize with her grief. She continues to desperately cling to a false reality that she is not alone. She is so fearful of knowing herself, she has become a husk of a being which she fills with bigotry and extremist religion. I would kill her without a drop of remorse, were she not Yvain’s mother. He swears he despises her and cares not if she lives or dies, but one can never escape their mother’s place in their heart, whether it’s medicinal or poisonous.”
Lady Sela ( ) ( Friend and Employee ) - Wide-eyed Logician
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“Sela is a new friend but she has shared with me a wealth of knowledge regarding various cultures and customs throughout the world. I am thankful to have her as my bookkeeper, as I cannot be bothered with technicalities and pragmatism. She is exceptional and incredibly brave.”
Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated. Feel free to add your own rumors under the Player Character category!

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◢ Common Rumors -

    "She comes to me for her little projects. Her attention to detail comes at a fault. She tips well, but never truly appears satisfied." -Freelancing Seamstress
    "She thanked me and displayed a tender smile after I gifted her my finest sweet pastry, but I could see right through her. She hated it. How could anyone dislike...my...pastries. You will have to excuse me now." - Cavalier Baker

◢ Uncommon Rumors -

    "She teaches a dance class around the Brume but when I question her students about it, they are suspiciously terse with me. There is a darkness in her eyes I do not trust." - Skeptical resident of the Brume
    "She fools not a single soul in this community with her classlessness, yet she walks around and speaks as if she has a say in our politics and society, having only arrived recently." - Local Ishgardian Matriarch

◢ Rare Rumors -

    "If only you could have seen what I saw. Stay away from her. She befriended and conned my best friend, an honest trader, and watched the life leave his body after she poisoned him. Didn't even flinch. Listen, do not buy into her act. She thinks she has some righteous cause, but we're all just trying to make a living here." -Clean-cut Ishgardian Trader
    "Renault tells us all she is merely his mother's student... I am truly appalled that anyone believes she is not his illegitimate... His poor wife, I recognize the anguish in her eyes every time she crosses paths with that half-breed. Breaks my heart... What of their legitimate son?" - Ishgardian Medic by the Scholasticate

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◢ Player Character Rumors - Feel free to add rumors of your own!

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I will play mature content and themes (violence, sexuality, drug / alcohol use) as long as they're logical in a plot-driven encounter. Coarse and excessive language. Temporary injury and incapacitation. Walk-up encounters.
Ask about long-term and/or permanent injury.
I won't play permanent character death or rape plots.
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