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Reymanaud Farrand

Name: The Viscount Farrand, Sir Reymanaud Abelard, Lord of Ardenny
Age: 33
Race: Ishgardian Elezen
Height: 6 fulms, 7 illms
Birthplace: Farrand Manor, Ishgard
Current Residence: Farrand Manor, Ishgard
Temperament: Extroverted and honor-motivated, though a victim of certain vices (mainly lust)
Skills: Reymanud is versed in all traditional Ishgardian arts of war, including longbow archery, jousting, and the Elezen arts of sword and shield. He has taken up some study of thaumaturgy - being motivated to stay ahead of Machinist's Guild-equipped commoners - and carries a rapier modelled after Elezen craft of eld. He is a strong rhetorician and has become obsessed with history and geography as a man of state. He is otherwise a fine sportsman.
Occupation: Peer of the House of Lords
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Religion: Halone (Idiosyncratic and nationalist, but still churchgoing)
Affiliations: Ishgardian Committee of Foreign Affairs

Long did he live in the shadow of his father, the gloriously slain Ser Garionaux the Viscount Farrand, who fell defending his knights from a great dragon at the walls of Castle Farrand, placed to defend a flank of House Fortemps's Camp Dragonhead. The great portrait of his image, drawn just before his death, had hung at the center of Castle Farrand's foyer, and ever did friends, family, and all his sworn swords speak highly of his honor and his piety.Because of this he was brash, and eager to prove his chivalry, as much the spitting image of Ul'dah's boastful Paladins of eld as the knights of the Holy See, and his mother ensured that he received the finest tutelage to be bred as one of the finest of men. The War was hard, when he came to it; long years in Camp Dragonhead, gazing over the battlements, losing friends, losing his first love, Ser Arthurioux - and he would not find another for many years. But it was all for valor, and glory, and honor, and his men-at-arms followed him as if he were one of the Knights Twelve returned.And then did the Dragonstar flare, and then did the Warrior come - and having come to slay dragons, that Warrior struck down the entire Song of Ishgard, and none could, at ease, call him a liar.The Revolution came and went, and Reymanaud was hardly the man to refuse representative government; noblesse oblige, as he felt quite intuitively, and he would serve his country in that way. But the new Alliance, and the new airships broadened his horizons - he partook in forest nights, the lull of quiet waves and distant seagulls, and all the delights that gil could buy.The Garlean War was a godsend, a new conflict that all the Ishgardian nation could stand behind - the Fury's Spear leading the charge of the world against a most godless Empire. Having done his part in arms, Reymanaud found himself at the head of foreign policy matters, and obsessed over them night and day.But it was a cruel obsession, and that War was not like other wars. The tales told of the Ghimlyt Dark were food for nightmares, far more than the Horde ever was. And who was Reymanaud to command from the homefront, while the new blood perished under thunder and the black?And then what was there to do, now that the War was won? What else for Ishgard to do when, at the very moment Eorzean learning had practically killed the Gods, that the Fury's Ruth graced the Three Continents at last?Would it just be merriment, would it just be vice? Would the Commons overtake the Lords, and all history brought to an end?No, he decided. He would still be a warrior without peer, a lord of magnanimity, learning, and culture, and by his example, he prayed, the greatest Nation on the Star would thrive. In arts of war, in arts of song, in arts of learning, in arts of building, in discipline, and in honor.

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Zazarito Momorito

Name: Zazarito Momorito
Age: 25
Race: Dunesfolk
Height: 3 fulms
Birthplace: Steps of Thal, Ul'dah
Current Residence: Almasi Manor
Temperament: Always quick-witted, at times callous and decadent, but some years in the Order have gifted him with a spiritual perspective.
Skills: Thaumaturgy, political subterfuge, and crafty lawyering
Occupation: Bishop of the Order of Nald'Thal
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Religion: Cult of Nald'thal
Affiliations: House Almasi, Ul'dahn Royalists

Zazarito Momorito, a second son of a mercantile house of great prosperity and regard in the Sultanate, once seemed determined to bring that clan to its ruin; heedless of moneymaking principles, couched in material security, uninterested in financial scheming in favor of idle and oft-vicious court gossip and debauchery, he went through life without purpose except to party like the world was ending. The teachings of the state religion on the accumulation of virtue for comfort in the next life fell empty on his ears, and truly he questioned whether there stood the Twin Judges at the end of life.There happened one fateful day, the morning after a disastrous night at the Platinum Mirage, that Lolorito Momorito had enough of his dissolute son, and having heard rumour of his drunken, anti-Royalist ravings to all who had listened, disowned Zazarito on the very spot. Threatening to forever withold his support and Zazarito's inheritance if disregarded, Lolorito sent him to the Order of Nald'thal to be utterly reformed in mores and character and to provide for him a proper career and eventual path into the Divan in service to Traders, Sultana, and country.For two years Zazarito suffered indignity after vicious indignity with complaint and dragging feet, and always he pined for lost days in the sun of Costa del Sol, in the debaucherous halls of the upper Ul'dahn crust, and hungover risings long past the dawn of day. Slowly, however, and if at jumps and starts and not steadily, he began to heed the teachings of the Order, came to see the occasional merits of charity, if not for the sake of others but to further the flow of gil and capital throughout the Sultanate. He learned to see everything in the Balance; he learned even to pray with conviction. Since being ordained as a priest, oft now he regrets the dissolute and careless life he once led, and sometimes he is even patient in the face of mockery.

Zazarito is currently a close spiritual advisor of the powerful Almasi family, guiding them on matters of state and religion while coordinating their good relations with the Order. While he prefers the pursuit of thaumaturgy over the difficult work of reviewing, writing, and enforcing the laws of the Sultanate, the day came and went that he eagerly embraced the will of his father and achieved what others had dismissed as impossible. In the end, he is more a disciple of Saint Adama Landama than those who would empty their coffers to all Men - the Traders favor the cunning, and not the foolish.He is certainly no longer a Monetarist. Is not the Sultana the exalted vessel of Nald'thal?

"Time is money, is wealth, is virtue. Squander it not," as the Order has long taught. These are the words he now lives by.

The following sermon, published as a treatise on religious interpretation, may be familiar to pious Ul'dahns and foreign religious scholars:"Eternal Truths"

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Madhava Bhaduri

Name: Madhava Bhaduri
Age: 21
Race: Hannish Hyur
Height: 5 fulms, 6 ilms
Birthplace: Radz-at-Han
Current Residence: Ul'dah
Temperament: Soft-spoken
Skills: Broad range of artistic talents, including dance, song, visual art, and poetry
Occupation: Dancer
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Religion: Hannish Tradition, particularly Daivadipa ("Heavenly Light," "Eye") and the Magus SistersMadhava's life was no difficult one, before the Final Days. True, his parents perished when he was but a child - one the victim of a poisoning, the other a fallen soldier of the Radiant Guard - but he was taken in by an aunt, a dancer and courtesan, who saw his potential and educated him in all matters of art and society. He was comfortable, and like most Hannish children, he had faith in the gods. His friends were kind, his prospects good, and many dancing troupes - even the international ones that journeyed to faraway lands to perform the Kriegstanz - all had their eyes on his growth.Of the Final Days, the less said, the better - all his adopted family destroyed itself, and of his friends, but one survived. That he danced the Kriegstanz in practically every waking moment, at least when any beast was beneath the All-Seeing Eye, may indeed be how he himself survived the terror. In its wake, he was still too young to understand what it means to carry on. In his heart of hearts, he wanted to be away for a time, though he felt guilty about it. He was not the only one who suffered.But he had held good conversations with and made good impressions upon the visiting dignitaries from the West and East when all the nations had arrayed their arms against extinction, and his name was whispered in high places. One day, he was summoned up the steps of Meghaduta, spoke with learned men, and faced the Satrap himself.Join the troupes that go across the sea, he said, but find your way into the courts of kings and chambers of lords. The world was new again, and the Eye must needs learn and understand it anew.

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OOC Information

Thanks for reading through my characters! I am a US EST roleplayer (M, 26) with 12+ years experience in MMOs, including WoW, TSW, SWTOR, GW2, FFXIV, and ESO. (Every time I change that number...) I very much prefer to RP in-game, but we can work something out on Discord if necessary. (@Farendaire) My usual times are late evenings during the week with variable availability on weekends. I am a law student, so I might go dark for a while every now and then.I tend to mirror my RP partners in one on one and try my best to keep posts to a paragaph in group settings. I assume the real passage of time in-game from launch, so if something in my dating seems wrong, please let me know!I'm very much open to playing a scene that takes place in the in-game's past - for example, before the events of 3.0 when it comes to my Ishgardian characters, including Reymanad's now-passed immediate family.I will not agree to permanent character injury or death, but I would be willing to consider a redshirt if the opportunity ever comes up. I am not open to ERP.