Mother Hazelbud
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 Mother Hazelbud
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| Gender | Crone, ho ho! |
| Race | Mixed |
| Clan | ½ Wildwood & ½ Midlander |
| Citizenship | Gridania |
| Server | Balmung |
| True Name | Vianne Rainteu |
| Marital Status | Uninterested & too busy being a mom! |
| Occupation | Hearth Witch, Neighborhood Mother, & Housekeeper to the Pathfinder Society |
| Age | 36 |
| Nameday | 5th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon |
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Looking for role play? Terrible evil do-er or not, these are welcome arms, Dear!
ALL roleplay is welcome! Except for erotic, sorry! It doesn't have to be lore friendly to your character or Eorzea. Even a bit of 'for fun' or 'what if' role play is just as exciting! Feel like having your character act or even look a bit different for the sake of a 10 min, out of character role play? Be my guest, by all means! That's what imagination and fun is all about! I'll even be Dalamund if it suits your tanning needs!
You may send a tell even if afk as I may only only be idle. If I am AFK and if it suits your needs, you may also use my character as an NPC prop! :)
Contents
Basic Info
This Half-Elezen is friendly and open by default, with a good dash of mischief! As her title suggests, she loves to smother and pamper others if given the chance, regardless of her victim's age or who they are. Even with her early greying, she tends to be very peppy and playful. She does love to joke about being old even though she knows full well that she isn't really. She may not look it, but she's also a Hearth Witch, black cat included. Thanks to that, strange things do happen around her from time to time!
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Appearance & Personality
Personality
- Mother is very friendly and open to anyone, even to those who are socially unacceptable. Even with her age, she tends to be very spry and playful. Whether it be throwing snowballs at others in Coerthas, to giving away freshly made cookies in Gridania, she'll be sure to give you something to smile about. Just try not to be offended if she tries to fawn over you too much. Mother does have a tendency to treat others as children regardless of their age. Yes, this would include trying to clean your visor with a wetted kerchief!
- Her name isn't her true name. Hazelbud is an adopted nickname that she gained years ago, thanks to others finding her silly for talking to plants and wild creatures. She is often called some form of 'Mother' because of her personality and how she treats others. Her age and early greying contributes to that!
- Good and evil is something that's in the eyes of the beholder in her opinion. With this kind of thinking, she never judges another, even if they display the most foul of gestures to her. If someone were to target her for pick pocketing, she'd probably yell in their direction, "Spend it well!". If she ever met them again, she'd still give them the same kindness and respect that she gives to others. Of course, she'd have a firmer grasp of her coins in the process! This might be why she can be sometimes caught playing around with not-so-nice looking folk.
Appearance
- Being only half Elezen, her ears are quite small and her height is short compared to other Elezen. Her garb is often a simple, sturdy dress that looks perfect for women's manual labor. Hanging from her side is a decorative string of alpaca-silver bells with a lovely tear drop stone of many brown shades. Hand made and not very valuable in price, yet it holds a lot of value to her heart. She often explains that the jingling lets others know where she is, just in case she's needed. The beginnings of later age was just visible by her eyes and mouth, matching perfectly with her greying and her attitude!
- More often than not, a little black feline is bouncing along behind her. You'd swear it looked right into your soul with those endlessly round, dark pupils. Too bad it's hard to tell if it is judging you or plotting to attack your ankles like the Carpet Shark it is! It must be her Familiar, right? Upon a closer inspection, anyone could see that the coeurl isn't completely black. The undercoat is actually a tabby orange, something like being genetically 'smoke'. On the face, the tabby orange became a little more prominent, showing the markings of little specks of black spots on its' blue eyed face. They are much like freckles! A simple leather collar hung around its' neck, with an acorn charm that said 'Silvairre' on it.
Abilities
Aether Harmonizer / White Mage
- Her ability to heal others is remarkable. Whether it be the heart or the wound, she knows how to do her thing. If a Conjurer were to pay attention, they may notice that her abilities aren't 'true' to that of a Conjurer. The effects are there, but the visible display of it looks oddly forced. In truth, her conjury manifests in an entirely different way, by a combination of communication and an offering. She cooperates with the aether around herself by relaying her wishes through that of singing and speaking, while offering her own aether, which is saturated by her emotions at the time, as a sacrifice to that which is willing to do what she requests. Of course, this would mean that her magic isn't of her own at all, therefore she has no real control over it. Furthermore, she must have enough emotional wish for her request to be fulfilled. If she doesn't have the emotional levels needed for the one she tries to heal at the time, then nothing would come of it. She can also feel the emotional range of those around her through her ability to feel aether. With this, her heart tends to beat to their rhythm, being more so depending on how her standings are with the individual and how intense the situation is. With the perfect environment, her magic can be amplified to unimaginable levels, so long as the stress doesn't destroy her.
- Given how her magic manifests and her lack of control, there are plenty of times where things just happen on their own. This could easily be negative or positive depending on her mood and mental state. Give her enough reason to grieve and she could accidentally cause a raging fire around her with her writhing shrieks. Then again, she's been seen to skip through meadows with flowers blooming at the wake of her steps. When singing, there are times where it sounds like there's multiples of her voice being sung at once, like a duet with herself or more. This is actually due to a combination of her sacrificial aether and her voice being reflected back through the microscopic elemental crystals around her. The reflections are easily seen as small lights that glitter and pulse along with the sound emitted, often describing them as singing fireflies. Lots of strange things happen around someone that has such a dense amount of aether about them! Sometimes Aether even speaks back to her in a way of sorts. It's more like thoughts and feelings that have accidently been swept by the Aether currents. She refers to these as Aether Whispers. Since her spells conjure mainly through singing, this is also why she tends to be rather vocal. Not talkative, but humming at the very least. Even her speech has a tendency to carry a wide variety of tones to it.
- Lyrics to her singing don't necessarily impact the spell. Rather, they serve as a way to hold or amplify the emotions of herself and those around her through words alone. Because of this, she does tend to play with sounds when she sings, as the outcome would be the same either way. Sometimes she'll continuously sing in simple sounds, much like humming. Sometimes she'll go as far as singing in some strange, but beautiful combination of gibberish. It's whatever her heart feels at the time. There is a few commonplace things she tends to do with words, though. If something considered negative is sung, she sings it backwards. Such as the word death would be thead. She feels it neutralizes and lessens the negative feeling behind the word. Words that are positive are singled out by gradiating her tone to a higher pitch towards the end of the word when it is sung. Songs that she sings doesn't have to be of her own making either. They can even be songs written by others and given to her as a gift. Of course, gifted songs would have a little extra emotion to them, since she would feel attached to them as gifts.
- She keeps her skills a secret by trying her best to mask her skills to that of a White Mage, even if it meant draining herself a bit more. For good reason too, since this skill can hold a lot of potential and make just about anything happen. Besides, she prefers not to relive the days of being made fun of, even if it is obvious that's something is off about her. She still has the habit of looking at what can't be seen or what shouldn't have the ability to talk back, plants being her favorite!
Hearth Witch
- Try to not compare her to the popular idea of an All Hallows' Eve witch, although she does love the fashion of it. She's more comparable to that of a housewife, minus the husband. She uses her Aether Harmonizing the most around the house and towards others in small ways. Cleaning, cooking, crafting, as well as mending hunger, wounds, and the heart itself is what she loves to do the most. Wherever home may be at the time, it's certain that a feeling of warmth and comfort shrouds it as she sweeps away lingering negativity with an enchanted broom. Everything she does has a small dose of magic put into it, but you won't have to worry about being turned into a frog!
- She further uses her abilities in the outdoors as well. Gardening is one of her greatest treasures, as well as scavenging! She's able to cheat a bit with gardening through her aether abilities. She can tell when soil is good, or when a seed has gone bad. She's also able to let aether be directly absorbed into plants, causing them to rapidly grow and age as needed. Hazel may cheat this way a tiny bit to help a seed along its' way, but no more than that. She finds life too precious to play with it in such a manner, and she genuinely respects plants too much. You wouldn't want to be forced to grow old, would you? Not to mention that aether helps her find what she needs in the wild!
- Hazel will admit that she has grown to like the idea of the Hallows' Eve witch. She loves the combination of the dark and cute. She's never even heard of riding upon a broom stick until she found out about them, which is another idea she loves! One day, she wishes to try and enchant her own broom to glide around on. Hazel has even gone as far as fashioning a black and purple Witch's outfit for herself.
Lancer
- The Lance is a weapon that she's quite proud of. She's certainly not the best out there, but what she lacks in strength she gains in skill! That is, comparing herself to what she has seen in Gridania. A Dragoon is by far out of the question. It wouldn't be hard to find her practicing or sparring with her lance, and it was only otherwise used for self defense and hunting. Other than that, it's easy to guess that she took up the lance in the first place thanks to her Wood Wailer father.
Archer
- She took up archery soon after forming a bond with her adopted son, Silvairre. Hazel had a lot of fun being taught by him and getting to see him show off his stuff. She never became anything remarkable with it though, as she uses it strictly for hunting.
Biography
Before The Dawn
- Hazel grew up in Gridania in a peculiar way. It didn't help that her parents came together through negative means. Her Wildwood father was a Wood Wailer, a lancer. As any Wood Wailer would, he protected the Twelveswood with a passion. Her Midlander mother, on the other hand, was actually quite the thief and poacher. However, she didn't exactly enjoy her job since it was done to make ends meet. Her mother did admit that she had fun with it sometimes. One could imagine what kind of mischief she liked to play on others! Nothing harmful, just for play. Anyone could guess that this ended up having Hazel's mother gaining a liking to teasing and annoying a particular Wood Wailer. She did say that he reacted so well! Rightfully peeved at her, he was! There were many a times where he was close to catching this little imp of trickery. In fact, he had once chance to, but he gave it up for the better cause.
- It came down to what would be an unforgettable mission for Hazel's mother. Apparently her employers didn't have need of her anymore and set up a little play date to 'lay her off'. By now, Hazel's father had such a terrible urge to catch the uncatchable that he had his fingers in many pies. It didn't take long before he got wind of the situation and was quick to act. The other Wood Wailers scoffed, thinking that he was just being obsessed. In the end he was forced to act on his own. The situation would be to have Hazel's mother commit theft from a wealthy household in Gridania. Sadly, this estate was already owned by the employer's other employees, and were planning for that night to be her last. Hazel's father would be there to try and fix the situation so no one would die, and possibly catch the imp he's been after.
- Well, what took place was rather typical of any violent situation concerning prey, hunter, and guardian. Lots of knuckle sandwiches! Lots of imcapacitations! Lots of White Knightning- and well, a small sprinkle of heart throbs. What finally passed ended with a heavily wounded pair. The thief was out and slumped over the back of the fleeing Wood Wailer. They did leave safely, but there would still be more trouble. She was a wanted thief after all. They planned to send her off in shackles as soon as she could stand. He would think nothing of it otherwise, but those heart throbs. Man, those heart throbs over his little prey. Eventually, he made a deal to help her turn from her life of crime himself. From there- well. Let's just say it was a lot of fluff. Fluff, at least, until their little Half-Elezen was born.
Childhood
- Hazel was born healthy. The parents agree on the name Vianne Rainteu, letting her fit in a little better. Everyone knows that Gridania wasn't the kindest towards outsiders after all. This is why the family ended up in their own little humble abode out in the South Shroud. Thanks to gossip from past events and Hazel's petite ears and body, it was safe to say that she got her fair share of teasing and bullying. On top of that, she quickly grew to have a very strong ability to see and communicate with the elements and even aether. So much so that people often caught her looking and talking with either random objects or thin air. Truthfully, she actually was talking to bits of life. So small and insignificant that most people can't detect it. In her eyes, they resembled mists of dusts, coloured depending on what elements dominated the cloud.
- Over time, her abilities grew quickly, and so did the bullying. By now, she earned herself the nickname 'Hazelbud', mostly for her favor in talking to plants over other things. Yet, she continued to be sweet and polite, even to those who spat nonsense right in her face. Why so? It had a lot to do with her parents and her general gentleness. Remember, her parents started at opposite ends of weapons before growing to understand (or not understand) why people quarrel over silly little details in life. She learned that everyone has a reason for their actions, whether the reason makes sense to another is up to them. Time would go on and she would continue to strengthen her abilities, using conjury as a means to help her. If anyone knew their conjury well and watched her, they may notice her casts are more for show than anything. Listen closely, you could hear her singing quietly to herself when he helps another.
Into Adulthood
- When she got older, she started to become more involved with Gridania as a city. She was on her own at this point. Her father had passed away and her mother had wandered away and never to be heard from again. Hazel used her abilities to open a general store. She sold odds and ends that she crafted and gathered herself. Her selection was always superb and seemed to work wonders, thanks to her abilities. What happened to be loved the most by her customers was her baked goods. She often gave away leftovers for free to the last few customers of the day, as well as making extra to donate and play with the orphaned children. This was the time people started to commonly call her some form of mother. The teasing, by now, has turned to respect and friendliness. She did fight for it after all, and she knew she could convince them.
- She was about 26 when she first met Silvairre at the age of 14, who would end up being her adopted child. She noticed that the brown haired, freckled Wildwood started to frequent her shop for her maccarons in particular. Not to mention he always came about ten minutes after she closed shop. It eventually started to become a habit to keep the shop open just a tad bit longer, and to keep a hand full of maccarons tucked away to be sold to him. It became apparent that Silvairre's source of roofing would end soon, so that's when she took him in as her own. From there, the two grew very close over the years.
- Hazel eventually met Haurchefant through Silvairre. The two boys became the closest of friends rather quickly and the knight began to frequent her home and she quickly saw him as a second son. Hell, she started labeling him as such even if it wasn't legally true. There were plenty of misadventures to be had between the three! Everything from a snowball fight to spelunking for goodies in dungeons. Every day held a lot of meaning and love to her, especially since these were some of the happiest times in her life. Sadly, part of what she cherished so closely would vanish quicker than it had appeared to begin with.
- One day, Silvairre was sent on a quest by the Archer Guild. It was nothing special, just a typical errand of keeping the peace. The last thing she remembered was his beautiful freckled cheeks being bunched into a large smile, waving back at her as he disappeared into the Twelveswood. With each passing day, her heart grew heavier. To this day, she never did see him again. What she did find strikingly odd was what she did find about a week after his disappearance. It was a little oddly coloured coeurl. This kind of creature was never seen in these parts, so where in the world did this one come from? She'd never find out, but she couldn't help but notice a great resemblance between its' personality and her son's. Even the colour of the fur matched his hair, and the flecks on its' face to his freckles. It was no wonder she ended up naming it after her son. This would also become her familiar as she was quick to realize that the little thing held power of its' own.
- Now down to two, she continued to stay by Haurchefant's side to continue their misadventures. She loved him dearly after all, and he meant the world to her just as much as Silvairre did. She'd push forward and continue to spread her love the best way she knew, even if it did mistakenly offend a few along the way, ho ho ho!
The Present
More soon~
Little Details
Random Facts
- Aether Whispers: Sometimes Aether whispers to her, carrying odds and ends of knowledge from other worlds to her ear. She doesn't understand most of it though! (This serves as little fun easter eggs! Sometimes she'll mention things that are completely non-cannon and meant as a fourth wall break for the giggles of it. She may randomly compare a Dragoon to Super Mario, but end up getting confused since she has no idea who that is.)
Songs
- Hazel loves to sing, that much is a given. The songs she knows are from various sources, including of her own writing. She'd love it dearly even if you had your own to contribute, whether you wrote it yourself or not!
- [Always With Me] A favorite she often sings and hums, more so when alone and strolling through the forests. It's reminiscence of hear heartache towards her missing child and also serves as a reminder for herself to keep pushing forward. This is one of the few moments where her smile fails her. Also serves as a small example of when her voice begins to be reflected back through elemental dust crystals. Source: Aether Whispers
- [The Mystic's Dream] She likes to entertain with this song, particularly around a campfire in the middle of the night. Source: Aether Whipers
- [Fanfare of the Heart] She sings this when she's working, be it cleaning or trying to get the hearts of her fellow party-mates going. Source: Aether Whipers
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)
◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)
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