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Hello : I'm Val, and I've been roleplaying since 2011! I enjoy NSFW and SFW writing, though I only write NSFW in relation to a story. Being asexual, that is the only way I really enjoy ERP (sorry lol). I enjoy para to novella writing, and am open to discord and in game RP. Feel free to message me on bluesky if you have taken interest in my little lady, and please let me know which version of her you would like!

ALSENE FOUTUVEAUX

personality : She is equal parts sugar and spice depending on those who approach her. Even so, her average is kind and cooperative. She tries to see the good in most people and situations, even when it seems hopeless. Due to the company she had in her youth, the lady is a bit of a bookworm, her speech and mannerisms reflect this. As a friend, she takes deep interest in getting to know those who she has the pleasure of spending time with, and she always hold what they tell her to heart. Not a nameday or special occasion will escape her uncelebrated. As a lover, her loyalty knows no bounds. For one who holds her heart, she is their biggest adversary, and also their comfort at the end of the day.

I.

  MINDSET   Alsene is polite, but firm in her ideals. Her determination to good in this world and save as many lives as she can with her own fleeting one is unshakable. She sees nothing as impossible, and treats every challenge as such, and by chance should that way be barred, she will not cease until she finds another.

II.

  ATTITUDE   Alsene's attitude is civil, kind even when others aren't towards her, but she won't take things lying down. While she won't be outwardly rude, she will bite you with her sharp tongue and intellect. Words become her blade in diplomatic situations. Other than that, she is pleasant and keeps to herself.

Act I.

"In darkest night, do you succumb to the hollow black, or do you rise to seek the light?"

On the 15th sun of the fifth umbral moon, a small miqo'te was born to a Sharlayan elezen and miqo'te couple, X'veilhena and Trennont Foutuveaux. This boy was lovingly gifted the moniker Alsen. This boy grew up in the adoration and light these busy researchers, though their time was constrained, he was not want for affection. However, the absence of the pair often puzzled him, their frequent trips and meetings... the nights his father would spend awake gazing at the nigh sky. It seemed to consume all of their lives, those all consuming jeweled heavens of the night. It was by chance that a day before the pair were to part that Alsen's father had finally granted him insight. Trennont had told his son about the protectors on the moon, beings that watched over them all to keep the star safe. Nothing further was divulged, but it did leave the young boy gazing the sky in a different light.Then the day came for the boy's parents to depart on a journey orchestrated by the Sharlayan forum. The pair had left their boy in the care of Bloewyda and Wilfsunn until their safe return... but return they did not. Moons had passed without word from the couple, and it was determined that the two had met unfortunate circumstances on their journey. Upon that determination, the forum had the Foutuveaux's home seized along with the research that had lain inside of it. As for the boy, he was left in the care of that roegadyn couple being raised alongside their daughter, Moenbryda.

"The past cannot be rewritten, it is we who must carry forward and write the future for those who cannot..."

Act II.

Twenty years later on the docks of Old Sharlyan, a new adventurer was about to move onto her own journey across the seas. Disgusted by her country's lack of care for the rising threat of the empire, she honed her skills after Carteneau's shook the world. She took up the rapier as her mother had before her to join the rising chorus of battle to protect Etheirys from the Garleans. She gave a final moment of parting to her best friend and found sister at the docks before leaving for Limsa Lominsa.And all that happened after was one surprise after another. Hope of the star, warrior of light, champion of Hydaelyn... She was unsure how to feel about it at first, but she took to her new title to heart and all of the responsibilities that came with it. If this was a catastrophe she could bring to heel, she'd do so without question, any battle, any foe.

Strengths

Weaknesses

Flaws

Appearance.

MEMOIR

Artoirel

Countess de Fortemps.

"A love coveted, yearned to be returned..."

"I could see it there in him... What I presumed to be a spoiled noble son was actually a man who had love and pride for his country. But that was not all that I could see... There was uncertainty under the surface, as soul that had only known the shadows, ever seeking the guiding voice of another. Yes, I see it all."As feeble as fledgling wings was Artoirel in her eyes, and it might have been the reason why she staunchly rejected his advances time after time. This fresh count, he needed as much support as he could hold, and less to worry about. That's what she told herself: it was all for his sake, her love would only bring whispers upon house Fortemps once more, she was doing what was right. Even so, at heart, she suffered. Each return seeing that face that brought her heart to a flutter in its cage. He was a star bright as the sun, and just as untouchable. Though, like Icarus, she could not deny herself the wonder and in a mess of tears did she profess.

There was no doubt for Artoirel, and no hesitation as that tearful confession crossed his ears. With Edmont's blessing the two indulged in their love, though at a price. What Alsene had imagined from the start eventually came to be, worsening once Alsene had become Countess. Through gritted teeth does she bear it all, but never feels regret for it. No amount of ire and hushed whispers could make her renounce her feelings for her beloved. Even with Ishgard's eyes on her, she took up the mantle of Countess de Fortemps and set out to aid in the reconstruction efforts alongside Artoriel. Such is their current life: appeasing the other high houses, keeping peace and aid to the brume, and making sure Ishgard and Ser Aymeric stand tall and in power.

Haurchefant

Forever...

"There was never a doubt in my heart, it was always you..."

A love ablaze the moment these twin flames met. It was a love that needed no words, bespoken by their very souls. The heavens could not forge a perfect match if they even tried. That was the electric bond the two of them forged. With common goals, and an even more level view on life and their morals, they didn't need to search forward. It was no wonder that after moons of knowing each other on and off that the two had plans to be bonded after the Dragonsong war had concluded. It was what they both wanted, to join together under a new and reconstructed Ishgard.

Thordan had tried to keep control of Ishgard and her long kept secret, but eventually all came to light. Haurchefant did suffer a major blow as they rescued Ser Aymeric from the Vault, but by the luck of the twelve the man had survived, though only just. It took some time for the man to recover, and Alsene returned as often as possible to see him through the entire process. It took an extension of some moons, but finally he was able to enjoy what he'd nearly sacrificed himself for: a changed Ishgard. The pair dutifully stuck to their desire to help the nation rebuild, and once the initial flames of outrage and reformation of their society had come and passed, the two got their second wish. With Aymeric presiding, the two were bonded in the city they bled for, and after it was back to keeping it safe for those who would come after.

Urianger

Lady Augurelt.

"Moon that hides his face... though I even love your darkest side..."

How long had it been that they'd walked this path. Out of sight, but both on to the same end unknown since the beginning. From children feasting upon tomes for bells on end, to near strangers fully bloomed giving greetings in the waking sands. It was nearly comical their fate, and she surmised that not even the elezen's cards could have foretold their outcome. It was no easy barrier to break, especially when they both had one party in mind hindering their union. Though it was with long talks, a brush with death, and some coaxing from Thancred that the two hesitant lovers finally began to see each other. Timid love, gentle as the way they clasped their hands together with their first steps. Slowly over time the humble garden of their love flourished an changed along with themselves.

With the final days averted, and many of the Scions moving on to different tides, Alsene and Urianger remained in Sharlayan to catch up with both family, and studies. Alsene wished to know what became of her father's research and was able to reconnect with a few of his old colleagues, and slowly did she come to know just what her father had dedicated his life to. He had looked desperately for the answer that she herself had delivered to the world. It was there that she decided that she would continue what he'd finished--though studying for a different purpose. She dedicated her time to researching the loporrits and the heavens alongside, and eventually she was able to take her father's place as an archon of the stars. Through all of the sleepless nights writing thesis after thesis, and answering surmounting questions did she have Urianger at her side. And, once it was all over did he ask for her hand. When the date came to pass, she stepped forward as Lady Augurelt, Warrior of Light and archon of the stars.

Estinien

Dear crow...

"There and back again, my darling bird..."

She was uncertain of him their initial meeting, and even more so after. Not one for conversation, and certainly one hellsbent on tearing the flesh from that which holds his ire. While she couldn't entirely understand his perspective, she did know that he was... a little hot-headed. Though this was all initial reaction, knee-jerk in its conception. It was soon dispelled as they all came to learn the truth of Ishgards shining filthy secrets. She thought he would blow off that what she herself saw, but much to her surprise he was very forthcoming. Such a man to let go of that significant of a grudge to let way for the truth, she admired it, and in their continued travels she began to admire him as well.Of course, him succumbing to Nidhogg's rage did put a damper on things, and endanger the security of Ishgard, but they did find peace after. Along with Alphinaud, she waited at the dragoon's bedside awaiting his recovery. And of course, she gave him shit once he was off death's door and well again, but it only brought them closer. Once more did they begin to shift with the war coming to a close. They argued less, and he actually seemed to be having propr conversations with her. Soon there was a certain pull, be it curiosity or the gravitational draw that carried her when their eyes happened to meet. It was small conversations that eventually grew into late night drinks and laughter. Then from there it was deep introspective conversations in her bedroom. Such talks evolved to emotions and connections they didn't realize they even had until their lips met and he became a permanent fixture in her life. Well... as much as Estinien could be.

She knew he loved her, she did, but it did not cease the longing she felt when she woke up to a cold back and a trinket left in her beloved's place. Her lover was a free spirit, he'd came and gone as the winds took him, and who was she to clip his wings? Thankfully these days she had Artoirel and Aymeric to advise to keep herself occupied between the lulls. She didn't know what the future would bring for them, but she was certain that the two of them had no intention of straying, even as he roamed. It was for the future to write, and them to walk the pages.