Alvide Lachance is the result of innocent curiosity meeting heretical knowledge. Born to gifted spell-casters, each on the opposite of ends of an unspoken but understood moral spectrum. Her mother, Alvione Caibaire, a bookish Gridanian scholar and chirurgeon. Her father, Eauchaut Lachance, a Woodwailer-turned-mage. Injured during a bandit raid near Quarrymill, Eauchaut and Alvione became romantically involved while his recovery progressed in her care. Brief but torrid, their relationship would be short-lived at first. Duty called Eauchaut back once his wounds had healed, but not before they had vowed themselves to wed once they were able. The two resumed their lives separated for a time with Alvione traveling frequently. The pair always found each other during moments of leave and respite.
When Alvione found herself with child, Eauchaut withdrew from the Wailers and wed her immediately. The two settled into a quiet life to prepare for their child. Alvione retreated from active work, focusing on study and private tutoring for students of magic. Ever supportive, Eauchaut opened a library and shop for spiritual, thaumaturgy, supernatural and worldly magics alike. Having taken an interest in his wife’s studies, Eauchaut read with her on topics of his own curiosity. After Alvide was born, it was not uncommon for Alvione or Eauchaut to treat incantations and research findings as stories to lull the infant.
The two became exceptionally well versed in their respective areas of study, even so far as to host conferences and parties for the great minds and peers in their fields. Alvide grew up around inquiry, curiosity, and knowledge. Professional mages and hobbyists alike were her earliest acquaintances, they and their children her earliest friends.
Exposed to so much, Alvide had all the opportunity she would ever need to excel in the arts, much to the pride and excitement of her parents. Her formative years were spent immersed in classical education as well as eclectic performance and magical arts. Through her father she learned traditional spear work as exercise and self-defense. Her mother versed her in biology and mending arts. Alvide grew to be a polymath in several magical schools and theories as well as a proficient lancer.
She found a keen interest in history and legend, and often found herself accompanying archaeological expeditions to study relics up close and intimately. Alvide supports what she considers a professional hobby by discerning and recreating ancient enchantments from off such relics, but in a more marketable and safe scale. It is not uncommon that she is employed for practical applications of her skills when not pursuing a historical lead.
Alvide is strikingly tall at six and a half fulm. She has soft features, demure and carefully made-up with cosmetic accents. With eyes an almost exotic green, strange in their luster, raven hair worn long, Alvide can be captivating to some in just a passing glance. Her Gridanian heritage is betrayed by her honey-colored skin, a far cry from her paler Ishgardian cousins in the north. She embraces her loveliness as its own virtue, but never shies away from wearing her thoughts on her expressive features.
Her figure is long and elegant like many women of her kin. Her height blends details into proportion that might seem exaggerated on a shorter woman. She has a provocatively generous bust and a slender waist, often pushed up and cinched respectively, that amplify her visual presence.
Almost everything she wears is specifically chosen to shape and form to draw the eye to her face and bust, though rarely does she expose any glimpse of her legs. Her adornments are sometimes excessive in number without being tasteless. Other times she embraces the extremes and risks gaudiness.
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Alvide is as curious as she is vain. Having long understood that her beauty and attractiveness will open doors, she rarely hesitates to capitalize on this to achieve an end. Her inquisitive nature has earned her a reputation as an attentive listener and confidant. Dedicated and task oriented, she will require that interruptions allow her to finish a thought before being addressed. While she enjoys elegance, she is in no way haughty or uptight. She is flirty and playful, fond of sensual touches, or even encounters, toward and from friends and acquaintances alike. It might not be frequent to hear colorful language from her, but she usually only finds amusement when used by others. Fiercely independent and guided by whim, Alvide often pursues her own interests in spite of others. Her attention can be held with the promise of reward, though with her methods she believes it is easier to ask forgiveness than permission.
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