"Conjurers are not the only ones capable of granting succor. Who remains behind once that healer realizes nothing more can be done, and the deathly ill or wounded are left to their fate? No, a part of my task is to sing those ailing souls to their rest and grant them peace enough to let go of their worldly fetters. 'Tis the least I can do when others turn away." ~ Ciel Sauveterre
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Ciel Sauveterre grew up in Gridania, the only child to a ranking member of the Wood Wailers and a Conjurer. She started some of her earliest years as part of a chorus for various festivals and faith events. While her upbringing was mostly peaceful, it came with certain expectations. A born Hearer, she was destined to become a part of the Conjurers' guild, something which never sat quite right with her, and she would later have an arranged engagement to one of her father's Duskwight subordinates, Theirremont, when she became a teenager. Although the latter arrangement was determined by her parents, she took well to the young man she would be given to and friendship blossomed into her first love, a complete opposite of what might be anticipated from similar tales.
Theirremont mysteriously broke off their engagement one morning before dawn, while Ciel was still asleep. He slipped his ring from her finger and stole into the Shroud, come to find out later that he was working with poachers. Confused and worried, she ran off to find him and learned of his ties, but by the time she found him it was far too late. The poachers had gone after a creature deemed sacred by the Elementals. Most paid with their lives while others fled. Theirremont stood his ground and struck the final blow to the beast, but his own light would fade beneath the canopy while wrapped up in Ciel's arms.
As a witness, and for failing to stop this crime, she was marked by the Elementals and her Conjury was sealed. She fled the Twelveswood with only her robes on her back, her voice, a dropped bow taken from a fallen poacher, and the young coeurl kitten Theirremont had given her as an engagement gift. It never occurred to her where or how he could have afforded such an extravagant gift when he was caring for his ailing mother in his spare time.
Her departure from the Shroud was 2-3 years before the Calamity was even a concern in anyone Eorzean's mind.
After several days of following the road south, Ciel ended up in the arid climes of Thanalan and beheld the domes and towers of Ul'dah in the distance. It meant a new life, a very different one than any she could have imagined up until then, but it also meant opportunity. She would later send word to her parents of what happened, but it would be a long time before she returned to Gridania for fear of the Elementals' wrath.
She signed on with the Immortal Flames. It would place her on her new path, introduce her to new comrades, and provide her with experience she would need to survive, and she would quickly toughen herself to the world they introduced herself too. The tender green leaf of the Shroud learned to survive in this new environment, and she gradually distinguished herself among other members of the free brigade through cooperation, effort, and bringing much needed boosts to morale when they were needed. She found reward placed in her hand, and rank upon her shoulders as time went on, but this path, too, would have its end.
The Battle of Carteneau.
She watched as Dalamud slowly crawled closer and loomed ever larger in the sky. She had to have felt the same despair as anyone else at the reckoning of it all, when a hopeless war lay spread out upon the field before her, and beneath the red-burning sphere which would surely crush them all. Most of her assigned unit, the Wulfegard, was annihilated in the conflict, and those who survived perished under the crush of falling Allagan debris and flames. In those last moments, desperate, she sang out for salvation and clung to a wounded man in armor until everything blurred and vanished from her awareness.
Fast-forward five years. Somehow, Ciel found herself right back at the beginning of her path, in the Twelveswood. While silence greeted her, the old tension of the Elementals remained yet felt distracted by the damage sustained in Dalamud's fall. Arriving in Gridania, she learned that her father died trying to defend their home from Imperial incursion, and her mother took her own life in the aftermath, after losing her husband and fearing the death of her only daughter. She had no anchors remaining there, and placed herself back on the road at Oschon's whim that she might fully know the realm and all the world that is Hydaelyn.
Since then, though she has grown older in spirit and wiser in the world, she has held the belief that her patron guides her where, and to whom, she is most needed; to lend her bow, her voice, and succor in any way she can without the aid of Conjury.
Ciel is a gentle woman in spite of her experiences before and since the Calamity. Having been raised by loving parents, with open eyes and an open mind, she lacks the haughty, self-important bearing witnessed in some of her brethren, and she is usually open to meeting and befriending people from all races and walks of life. Diversity is life, itself, and everyone has a place in it.
Although she tries her best to understand others and their motives, if she believes she has been deceived, it can be extremely difficult to win back her trust. It can take time to fully win her over, and this insecurity can be cause for confusion on her own part and lead to closing herself off emotionally, which only compounds what might seem like a self-imposed solitude.
Regardless of her personal reservations, she will often go out of her way to help others where and when it is needed, and spending so much time on the road has done much to keep her so open. As such, she has no tolerance for injustice or for those who would abuse the weak, and those who do will find this normally calm woman's temper.
Bold - Core Self (True Personality)
Wulfegard was the name of the Flames unit she was assigned to prior to and during the Battle of Carteneau. Aside from herself, all other members of the unit were presumed to have been wiped out during the battle and/or Bahamut's attack. Characters marked as Presumed Deceased can be taken up by anyone willing to play them. This list is under construction.
Disclaimer: The notes below are purely in character and are not influenced at all by OOC, or how well I know anyone outside of RP. If you're not listed here, it's nothing personal. Either I've forgotten for some reason or your character hasn't made enough of an impression yet for Ciel to form an opinion.
You may know, or know of, Ciel if one of the following is true:
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Llaine Tetheros - "You're very concerned about the bat getting in between your breasts, aren't you?"
Ciel - "If I wanted anything crawling in between them, Miss, I would date more often."
On the subject of love: "'Tis a potent drogue, to be sure. Once had, one wonders how they ever did without it. And then the withdrawal pains once 'tis gone... which leave one wondering why they ever thought it was a good idea to begin with."
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