The ODD Assembly

Hey, I'm Oddree. This is my character glossary.
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Adler Autumnwind - 3/30/26
Dreamer - 2/15/26
Leofwyna Wylst - 2/15/26
Ivantallius - 2/15/26
Mortimer - 2/15/26
Khulan Kogarashi - 2/15/26
Rhem Ikormstag - Retired
Osyra Vasch - Retired

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Avillion, Order of Equilibrium

Avillion, The Order Of Equilibrium
Avillion is the Order of Equilibrium, and Equilibrium must be maintained. We are Wardens of the Unnatural and keepers of the forbidden. When the anomaly is found, it is ours to preserve and protect. The order is dedicated to the study and protection of the enigmatic.

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Oddree's Things
Below you will find links to some of my personal ventures. Feel free to explore to your hearts delight. Other names include: Odsteria, Liviathina, Aviadetta, and Oddvoices. Be a nosey creature, I don't mind

author's note

I'm very passionate about the stories written in collaberation and those whom I write them with. I preserve as much integrity to the stories told as I can and continue to build on established interactions to this day.

My personal expectations can be defined as follows;

Life comes first, always.
I don't need you to be available every waking moment, nor should you expect that of me. Our lives will always take precident over roleplay, but I will do my utmost to ensure I am available. There is always time, we just need to find it.

Communication is foundation.
I am very flexable and open to diologue, and prefer it. Not everything is clear through roleplay and the last thing I wish for is a misread to determine an undesired outcome. I am always happy to discuss and offer assurances where needed.

Boundaries are expected
I'm an open-book, that is just how I carry myself. I will directly communicate any uncertainties or concerns to you. Additionally, you can expect any established boundaries to be respected. I find a lot of joy in this hobby and I want others to share that with.

Relationships
I'm a romantic at heart. I hope every one of my character finds their sweetheart and stands to last. However, do know that each character is distinct in how they go about relationships and that they do not reflect my personal beliefs or desires. We can discuss as much as we need beforehand if there are concerns. Roleplay is inherently fluid, as is life-- and dynamics can change. Life comes first, always.

And that's the jist. If all that sounds good to you, throw me a message on Discord and lets tell some stories.

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RETIRED: NPC Status

Rhem Ikormstag, The Shepherd Stag

"Prayers are made and I answer them. Seems simple to me!"

Documental Profile
Name/Alias: Rhemnoir Ikormstag (Rhem) Age/Gender: 26/M Species: Hyur - Midlander Orientation: N/A Occupation: Courier/Shepherd Relationship Status: N/A

Physical Profile
Eye: Hazel Hair: Light Brown Height/Weight: 5'1"/145 lbs Build: Lithe Attire: Winter

Short Biography
The Sherphed Stag, Rhemnoir, has been thought to be a Padjal of the Shroud and wards it from ancient dangers. However, his docile nature and his trade as a transporter make it difficult to discern entirely what his purpose is. Rhemnoir is accompanied by a pack of Lamballs of various sizes. He defends his flock with fierce intention. He is often seen at the helm of a carriage, often transporting others to their destination while acting as a protector for those who wish it. Little is known of Rhem and his ventures, but they say he is honest and desires only to help.

Short Biography

The Sherphed Stag, Rhemnoir, has been thought to be a Padjal of the Shroud and wards it from ancient dangers. However, his docile nature and his trade as a transporter make it difficult to discern entirely what his purpose is.

Rhemnoir is accompanied by a pack of Lamballs of various sizes. He defends his flock with fierce intention.

He is often seen at the helm of a carriage, often transporting others to their destination while acting as a protector for those who wish it. Little is known of Rhem and his ventures, but they say he is honest and desires only to help.

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KHULAN KOGARASHI, THE WITHERED ONE

"My penance is paid."

Documental Profile
Name/Alias: Kuhlan Kogarashi (Wither) Age/Gender: 32/F Species: Au Ra - Raen Orientation: Straight Occupation: Arbiter & Tracker Relationship Status: Single

Physical Profile
Eye: Light Violet Limbals Hair: Light Lavender Height/Weight: 5'9"/185 lbs Build: Toned Attire: Tribal

Short Biography
Khulan Kogarashi is a Raen from a secluded village in the Mist Woods of Othard. Taken from her family as a child, she was raised among the Puppets of the Vicengaol and trained as their Tracker, tasked with ensuring no Puppet ever strayed from its master. After the Vicengaol’s fall, Khulan adopted her voidsent’s moniker, Wither, and began hunting Puppets herself. Captured and defeated by Avillion, a mysterious entity tore the voidsent from her, leaving her broken in body and spirit. Though later restored and set free, she was forever changed. Now, no longer bound to her past, Khulan seeks only to return home and live the life once denied to her.

Short Biography

Khulan Kogarashi is a Raen from a secluded village in the Mist Woods of Othard. Taken from her family as a child, she was raised among the Puppets of the Vicengaol and trained as their Tracker, tasked with ensuring no Puppet ever strayed from its master.

After the Vicengaol’s fall, Khulan adopted her voidsent’s moniker, Wither, and began hunting Puppets herself. Captured and defeated by Avillion, a mysterious entity tore the voidsent from her, leaving her broken in body and spirit. Though later restored and set free, she was forever changed.

Now, no longer bound to her past, Khulan seeks only to return home and live the life once denied to her.

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IVANTALLIUS Reign, THE SERVERED KNIGHT

"Speak your need and I will see it done."

Documental Profile
Name/Alias: Ivantallius Reign Age/Gender: 26 / M Species: Hyur - Midlander Orientation: Straight Occupation: Knight-errant Relationship Status: Single

Physical Profile
Eye: Brown Hair: Brown Height/Weight: 5'5"/ 160 lbs Build: Tonedt Attire: Knightly/Ceremonial

Ivantallus Reign, The Servered Knight
"I am a Knight-errant. Not every job requires me to lift a sword and that is fine. If my aid is what you seek, you need only speak it aloud. Payment is whatever you can spare to leave-- Even a simple word of gratitude will suffice."

The Vicengaol
After the Dragonsong War, veterans of the conflict who had built up frustration over their treatment when returning from the front had slowly developed into a small faction known as The Vicengaol. Soldiers free from chains. Ivantallius was among them and helped aspire to build the group into one that helped the weak and broken. However, when the Enchanters joined, they spun weaves of lies that culminated into distrust of the Church and the former veterans turned to dark magics. Ivantallius remained, if only due to his loyalty to the original cause. He was horrified by what he had seen but felt it had been too long for him to turn away and so he remained apart of the once honorable name.

The Vicengaol

After the Dragonsong War, veterans of the conflict who had built up frustration over their treatment when returning from the front had slowly developed into a small faction known as The Vicengaol. Soldiers free from chains. Ivantallius was among them and helped aspire to build the group into one that helped the weak and broken.

However, when the Enchanters joined, they spun weaves of lies that culminated into distrust of the Church and the former veterans turned to dark magics. Ivantallius remained, if only due to his loyalty to the original cause. He was horrified by what he had seen but felt it had been too long for him to turn away and so he remained apart of the once honorable name.

Morte, The Doll
Ivantallius had become enterwoven in a dark history that would plague his mind. Though he did not commit any atrocious acts that the Vicengaol had conducted, he was not absolved of all that he was complacent to witness in. The Puppets were people stitched together and fused with a voidsent within. One of his duties was ensuring they were returned, should they fail their mission. It was not until The Dolls were created years after-- was he granted an allfiate of his own. Morte. A more advanced version of the Puppets were known as The Dolls. These were hollow bodies etched with runes and markings, made to ensure a voidsent within could be returned back from whence they came and be called upon to act as The Doll once more. He and Morte had become a close alliance. He was in charge of ensuring that she was broken into her new role and understood who her masters were. Though he was too kind of heart and treated her more person than slave. Even so, the two were inseperable, and when the time came from him to give him to her true masters, she refused, and so too did he.

Morte, The Doll

Ivantallius had become enterwoven in a dark history that would plague his mind. Though he did not commit any atrocious acts that the Vicengaol had conducted, he was not absolved of all that he was complacent to witness in. The Puppets were people stitched together and fused with a voidsent within. One of his duties was ensuring they were returned, should they fail their mission.

It was not until The Dolls were created years after-- was he granted an allfiate of his own. Morte. A more advanced version of the Puppets were known as The Dolls. These were hollow bodies etched with runes and markings, made to ensure a voidsent within could be returned back from whence they came and be called upon to act as The Doll once more.

He and Morte had become a close alliance. He was in charge of ensuring that she was broken into her new role and understood who her masters were. Though he was too kind of heart and treated her more person than slave. Even so, the two were inseperable, and when the time came from him to give him to her true masters, she refused, and so too did he.

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MORTIMER BREWSTER, THE HEX MOON MOTHER

"I am Mortimer. I tend the garden"

Documental Profile
Name/Alias: Mortimer Brewster (The Hag) Age/Gender: N/A /F Species: Viera - Veena Orientation: Bisexual Occupation: Flowerist Relationship Status: N/A

Physical Profile
Eye: Purple Hair: Purple/Black Height/Weight: 6'2"/ 150 lbs Build: Rabbit Attire: Old Robes

Mortimer Brewster, The Hex Moon Mother
"The Garden Must Grow.."" The Hex Mother, as some have called her, is an elusive individual. She appears aloof and unaware of herself in some sense. She speaks in whispered raspy tones that are soft on the ears but her speech is irregular. Some say she is as olde as the Great Flood and others say she is simply a Witch of the Olde Wood. Not much is known about her beyond her worship of the Moon and Garden. How the two relate, it is uncertain-- Best to ask her, though her answers can be quite cryptic at times. She is an odd one, but kind-- Or so we hope.

Mortimer Brewster, The Hex Moon Mother

"The Garden Must Grow..""

The Hex Mother, as some have called her, is an elusive individual. She appears aloof and unaware of herself in some sense. She speaks in whispered raspy tones that are soft on the ears but her speech is irregular. Some say she is as olde as the Great Flood and others say she is simply a Witch of the Olde Wood. Not much is known about her beyond her worship of the Moon and Garden. How the two relate, it is uncertain-- Best to ask her, though her answers can be quite cryptic at times. She is an odd one, but kind-- Or so we hope.

The Moon's Embrace
"Carried, Had I.. Long witnessed, Have I." "The essence of Moon and her serenity. The cold embrace." "That dew which grants the garden it's growth." "Lo, blessed are we to know it's light." "We humble few who cast the line." "I am Mortimer. I grow the garden." "Take these seeds and put them into yonder yard." "Let them flourish under the moons gaze." "And then you too will know a Mother's embrace."

The Moon's Embrace

"Carried, Had I.. Long witnessed, Have I."

"The essence of Moon and her serenity. The cold embrace."

"That dew which grants the garden it's growth."

"Lo, blessed are we to know it's light."

"We humble few who cast the line."

"I am Mortimer. I grow the garden."

"Take these seeds and put them into yonder yard."

"Let them flourish under the moons gaze."

"And then you too will know a Mother's embrace."

The Garden
Mortimer has traveled much of Eorzea in a short time. Her long stride has allowed her to visit many places that some might deem irregular. She was none the wiser. The world was so different than what she remembered that her eagerness to learn of it again had slowly began to restore itself. She was contracted as a healer for The Forgers, a group which specialized in herbal medicines. When they learned of her strange garden and the ancient flora it bore, they realized that some were dangerous to the modern flora and had to be contained. Mortimer was unpleased by this and demanded that she be allowed to grow the garden within a containment, that she would only grow them within. The Forgers trusted her and she was allowed an isolated chamber for her deeds-- but secretly, she always kept a seed with her everywhere she went.

The Garden

Mortimer has traveled much of Eorzea in a short time. Her long stride has allowed her to visit many places that some might deem irregular. She was none the wiser. The world was so different than what she remembered that her eagerness to learn of it again had slowly began to restore itself.

She was contracted as a healer for The Forgers, a group which specialized in herbal medicines. When they learned of her strange garden and the ancient flora it bore, they realized that some were dangerous to the modern flora and had to be contained.

Mortimer was unpleased by this and demanded that she be allowed to grow the garden within a containment, that she would only grow them within. The Forgers trusted her and she was allowed an isolated chamber for her deeds-- but secretly, she always kept a seed with her everywhere she went.

The Mother's Curse
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ADLER AUTUMNWIND, THE MARIONETTE

"I shalt ne’er surrender mine mortal coil, for there is purpose here; I have seen it so."

The Marionette is known as a Puppet. These creatures were once used as tools during the Dragonson War. The Marionette is but one of these beings. She now persists as an entity of her own freedom but the eerie history of her being still stands clear in the stitches upon her skin and the common dimness in her eyes.

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Adler Autumnwind
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Xaela
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Adler Autumnwind

The Patchwork Xaela

Adler is a Xaela who was kidnapped from the northern regions of the Azim Steppe at a very young age. Under incredibly strange circumstances, she was raised as a false noble of Ishgard under the name Rebecca de Valautomne, glamoured to appear as a Midlander to protect her true identity. After a tragic accident befell her companion, Atyla de Vasche, Rebecca fled Ishgard-- but lacked the ability to maintain her glamour and her own health.The truth behind her strange predicament was later revealed to be the work of a war-established cult known as the Vicengaol, who had used kidnapped Au Ra to conduct rituals upon them, forming them into soldiers during the Dragonsong War. When the war concluded, these "Puppets" were repurposed into sleeper cells. These Puppets required specific maintenance and processes to prevent them from falling apart, as many were stitched together from multiple Au Ra-- predominantly Xaela.As a result, after Rebecca's escape, she began calling herself Adler Autumnwind. Adler was unable to fully recover, and her Puppet body remained at constant risk of collapse or strain severe enough to cause muscle failure. She moved through many societies across Eorzea, hoping that one might one day be able to help such an unnatural creature. But upon learning that she was being hunted by her past, she resigned herself to perish at sea.It was not until Adler reached La Noscea that she deemed herself unable to survive and prepared to make the sea her final resting place. However, she instead stumbled upon the Avillion Artifact--an ancient relic that granted her reprieve and improved her condition. With the Artifact, she gained the confidence of others, believing it to be a task set upon her by the Spinner to protect it. From this belief, the Order of Equilibrium was established: a small company devoted to safeguarding the artifact and studying anomalies.

The Marionette

Adler's life has been shaped by experimentation, loss, and survival. Once little more than a Puppet struggling to hold herself together, she now travels the realm seeking understanding-- balance between the forces within her-- and a future that is finally her own.

The Story Repository

Below is a series of short stories that you can browse to thy leisure! These are taken from my personal blog that pertain to Adler. Not all may be featured here, but I will do my best to update this as needed!

Title & Link	Short Description
Masterlist 2025	A series of various short stories.
Mother Knows Best	Adler's upbringing.
Honor	Adler and the Huntress
Sesquipedalian loquaciousness	Adler is baffled.
Moogle	Adler has a fan.
Surprise	Adler has a shock.
Turn	Adler becomes Wrath.
Vitality	Adler has a bath!
Bygone	Adler finds the Artifact.
Adler's Lamet	Adler is depressed.
Crucible	Adler confronts the Crucible.
Afternoon Biscuit by Moth	Adler has a biscuit.
Wither's Cell	Adler visits Wither.
Wither's Hunt	Wither is freed.
A Patchwork's Starlight	Adler with friends.
Starbound	Adler recieves a gift.
Salamat, Maganda	Adler is smitten.
A Morning Without Soup	Adler is hungry.
The Puppets Strings	Adler fights a Void-wraith.
Atyla De Vasch	Adler meets Atyla de Vasch

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LEOFWYNA WYSLT, The Citrus Dame

"There is no fonder memory than the one you lost..."

Documental Profile
Name: Leofwyna Wylst, The Citrus Dame Age/Gender: 32 / F Species: Hyur - Midlander Orientation: Pansexual Occupation: Administrator/Electrope Engineer Relationship Status: Twice Married, Once Divorced. Currently Dating. Absolute mess.

Documental Profile
Eye: Citrus Orange Hair: Citrus Orange Height/Weight: 5'6"/ 142 lbs Build: Lithe Attire: Professional

Leofwynette Wyslt, The Citrus Dame
Leofwyna Wylst is known as The Citrus Dame. Beyond her employment as the Administrator to Avillion, there is not much known about the woman. It is said that her very being is augmented in ways akin to a poisonous flower. Her charm is but one of her deadliest weapons and she wields it with a passion. It is often said not to trust one who does not reveal much about themselves-- And this one is no exception.

Leofwynette Wyslt, The Citrus Dame

Leofwyna Wylst is known as The Citrus Dame. Beyond her employment as the Administrator to Avillion, there is not much known about the woman. It is said that her very being is augmented in ways akin to a poisonous flower. Her charm is but one of her deadliest weapons and she wields it with a passion. It is often said not to trust one who does not reveal much about themselves-- And this one is no exception.

The Citrus Dame
Leofwyna arrived in Eorzea with little to her name, though in a short time she ascended through the professional ranks, eventually finding herself as the administrator to the illustrious Avillion, Order of Equilibrium. Her methods of leadership are... questionable but they do bring results. Little is known about the woman beyond her fondness for Etche Frost and Josephine Lafreniere, her wife. Both of which appear to have newborns. The Citrus Dame, as she is known in some clubs and places of influence, seems to use some chemical mixture to allure others to her whims and savvy. One thing is for certain, this woman has a venomess appeal to her. She bares a small orange flower upon her crown, and never takes it off.

The Citrus Dame

Leofwyna arrived in Eorzea with little to her name, though in a short time she ascended through the professional ranks, eventually finding herself as the administrator to the illustrious Avillion, Order of Equilibrium. Her methods of leadership are... questionable but they do bring results.

Little is known about the woman beyond her fondness for Etche Frost and Josephine Lafreniere, her wife. Both of which appear to have newborns.

The Citrus Dame, as she is known in some clubs and places of influence, seems to use some chemical mixture to allure others to her whims and savvy. One thing is for certain, this woman has a venomess appeal to her. She bares a small orange flower upon her crown, and never takes it off.

FILE PATH: E:\Metichain\Facility22\D4\Employee\Wyslt.pa
>> LOADING █ATA... >> FILE PATH: E:\Metichain\Facility22\D4\Employee\Wyslt.pa >> ACCESSING SECURED ARCHIVE [EID: L.Wyslt] ──────────────────── [EMPLOYEE RECORD] :: NAME: Leofwynette Citrine Wyslt :: AGE: 24 :: SECTOR: D4 :: ROLE: Regulator / Processing :: EMPLOYEE ID: EKE-09224-LW :: CLEARANCE LEVEL: S-3 :: DATE OF EMPLOYMENT: 05.11.7019 :: LAST ACTIVITY: [DATA EXPUNGED] :: ACCESS VIOLATIONS: 2 Detected (Last 30 Days) :: STATUS: [TERMINATED] :: TERMINATION CODE: S9-045 :: NOTES: Behavioral deviations noted prior to termination. ──────────────────── >> DATA INTEGRITY: 40.4% >> ARCHIVE LOG CLOSED

FILE PATH: E:\Metichain\Facility22\D4\Employee\Wyslt.pa

>> LOADING █ATA...
>> FILE PATH: E:\Metichain\Facility22\D4\Employee\Wyslt.pa
>> ACCESSING SECURED ARCHIVE [EID: L.Wyslt]
────────────────────
[EMPLOYEE RECORD]
:: NAME: Leofwynette Citrine Wyslt
:: AGE: 24
:: SECTOR: D4
:: ROLE: Regulator / Processing
:: EMPLOYEE ID: EKE-09224-LW
:: CLEARANCE LEVEL: S-3
:: DATE OF EMPLOYMENT: 05.11.7019
:: LAST ACTIVITY: [DATA EXPUNGED]
:: ACCESS VIOLATIONS: 2 Detected (Last 30 Days)
:: STATUS: [TERMINATED]
:: TERMINATION CODE: S9-045
:: NOTES: Behavioral deviations noted prior to termination.
────────────────────

>> DATA INTEGRITY: 40.4%
>> ARCHIVE LOG CLOSED

FILE PATH: G:\Judiciary\PenalArchives\OuterWard7\InmateLogs\Wyslt_Citrine.crl
>> CONNECTING TO PENAL NETWORK NODE... >> CONNECTION ESTABLISHED >> RETRIEVING RECORD... >> W3 4R3 533N! W3 MU57 H1D3! ──────────────────── :: CHARGES: - Unauthorized Tempering of Assigned Regulators - Unauthorized Memory Alteration Attempts - Debauchery in Restricted Lower Levels - Unauthorized Tampering with Arcadian Arena Equipment - General Misconduct :: ISSUING AUTHORITY: Queen Sphene :: SENTENCE: Exile :: CASE FILE: OW7-0172-S9 ──────────────────── >> REMARKS: Subject implicated in repeated violations of sovereign protocols, including unsanctioned use of Regulator units for memory manipulation. >> DATA INTEGRITY: 97.4% >> RECORD SEALED UNDER SOVEREIGN DECREE

FILE PATH: G:\Judiciary\PenalArchives\OuterWard7\InmateLogs\Wyslt_Citrine.crl

>> CONNECTING TO PENAL NETWORK NODE...
>> CONNECTION ESTABLISHED
>> RETRIEVING RECORD...
>> W3 4R3 533N! W3 MU57 H1D3!
────────────────────
:: CHARGES:
- Unauthorized Tempering of Assigned Regulators
- Unauthorized Memory Alteration Attempts
- Debauchery in Restricted Lower Levels
- Unauthorized Tampering with Arcadian Arena Equipment
- General Misconduct
:: ISSUING AUTHORITY: Queen Sphene
:: SENTENCE: Exile
:: CASE FILE: OW7-0172-S9
────────────────────
>> REMARKS: Subject implicated in repeated violations of sovereign protocols, including unsanctioned use of Regulator units for memory manipulation.

>> DATA INTEGRITY: 97.4%
>> RECORD SEALED UNDER SOVEREIGN DECREE

FILE PATH: G:\Judiciary\Pardons\RoyalPardons\WysltCitrine.
PARDON:- :: Leofwyna Wyslt is hereby granted a full pardon for her prior actions. The royal court recognizes that said actions were not undertaken of her own volition. Upon her return to Alexandria, she rendered critical aid against the threat posed by the ██████. Utilizing her knowledge of the Regulators, she successfully breached the firewall operating in tandem with Oblivion, thereby weakening its control. >> DATA INTEGRITY: 99.8% >> RECORD RELEASED

FILE PATH: G:\Judiciary\Pardons\RoyalPardons\WysltCitrine.

PARDON:-
:: Leofwyna Wyslt is hereby granted a full pardon for her prior actions. The royal court recognizes that said actions were not undertaken of her own volition. Upon her return to Alexandria, she rendered critical aid against the threat posed by the ██████. Utilizing her knowledge of the Regulators, she successfully breached the firewall operating in tandem with Oblivion, thereby weakening its control.

>> DATA INTEGRITY: 99.8%
>> RECORD RELEASED

FILE PATH: G:\Judiciary\Pardons\RoyalPardons\WysltCitrine.
>> CONNECTING TO UWUCHAT@LAPIZ... >> CONNECTION ESTABLISHED >> COMMUNICATION OPEN ──────────────────── >> Who was Josephine? >> Citrine’s second wife. >> I heard she died >> She didn’t. She’s alive--in Ishgard. >> And the child? >> Taken. >> For what reason? >> To reclaim her noble status. >> Citrine let her go? >> Perhaps she feared she wouldn’t survive the return. >> Then she vanished again. What of the child? >> Yes. The child must be returned to us. >> SESSION KILLED

FILE PATH: G:\Judiciary\Pardons\RoyalPardons\WysltCitrine.

>> CONNECTING TO UWUCHAT@LAPIZ...
>> CONNECTION ESTABLISHED
>> COMMUNICATION OPEN
────────────────────
>> Who was Josephine?
>> Citrine’s second wife.
>> I heard she died
>> She didn’t. She’s alive--in Ishgard.
>> And the child?
>> Taken.
>> For what reason?
>> To reclaim her noble status.
>> Citrine let her go?
>> Perhaps she feared she wouldn’t survive the return.
>> Then she vanished again. What of the child?
>> Yes. The child must be returned to us.
>> SESSION KILLED

The Redeemer
Leofwyna once suffered under a malfunctioning regulator. With the aid of a fellow Engineer from Solution 9, her memories were restored, and she returned to the Free Company Avillion to resume her duties. There, she buried herself in her work. Though she longed for the affections of her dearest Josephine, she accepted that their separation was necessary-- for the sake of their children. In time, a representative of the Grand Companies arrived to extend an offer of appointment as an arbiter. Leofwyna accepted the role, and now serves as an envoy tasked with ensuring that independent organizations remain compliant with Grand Company mandates. When a new threat-- known as the Threadwinder-- emerged and spread its influence across the realm, Leofwyna took it upon herself to respond. Calling upon established alliances, she seeks to bring an end to the danger, driven by a desire to atone for past transgressions and restore balance where she once faltered.

The Redeemer

Leofwyna once suffered under a malfunctioning regulator. With the aid of a fellow Engineer from Solution 9, her memories were restored, and she returned to the Free Company Avillion to resume her duties. There, she buried herself in her work. Though she longed for the affections of her dearest Josephine, she accepted that their separation was necessary-- for the sake of their children.

In time, a representative of the Grand Companies arrived to extend an offer of appointment as an arbiter. Leofwyna accepted the role, and now serves as an envoy tasked with ensuring that independent organizations remain compliant with Grand Company mandates.

When a new threat-- known as the Threadwinder-- emerged and spread its influence across the realm, Leofwyna took it upon herself to respond. Calling upon established alliances, she seeks to bring an end to the danger, driven by a desire to atone for past transgressions and restore balance where she once faltered.

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GIZ.MO@LAPIZ... Mo>> Queen Sphene knew who she was, n' still let her live? Exile instead of execution? A tender mercy? Nah… calculation, I say. Royal sort. Citrine blood don't look good on green. Olde tomes an' all this just don't add up.
Zel>> You think not? The Dame did come back even after all that. Made a right proper act an' got herself pardoned. That's nice! Though, I think breakin' exile like that wouldn't have been given a second chance!
Mo>> The Citrus Dame weren’t just some stray that did wrong in Alexandria, Nah-- Ya got the right of it. Were she anything else, she'd have had a royal decree. Nah, those strands o' autumn locks trace back clean as the olde seasons. That there is Queen Citrine's blood, proper an' unbroken line. An' the Queen knew this whole time... That makes the girl… what, then? A ghost heir?
Zel>> Suppose so! I wonder then what that might make of our Thronekeeper? Best say nothing of it, though. Still a right mess outside the walls, an' I quite like havin' a roof over my head. Wait-- didn't she have some kid? It got registered, let me find it.
Mo>> Aye-- an' she's got two of 'em-- little bastards. Two little sparks carryin' a legacy they ain't even been told exists. Walkin' blind not knowin' what they're owed. Right crime, that is.
Zel>> Here were are... Sophia, designation... Sapphire!
Mo>> Nice to meet ya, Princess Sapphire. Would you like an electrope spoon for ya Ishgaridian tea?
Zel>> Oh, hush yerself-- and it's Ishgardian! Not Ishgaridian!
Mo>> Anyway, I been diggin' deep! Olde scrolls give the best insights, aye? And I know a Lindblum signature when I see it...
Zel>> Lindbulm.
Mo>> No, no it's Lindblum! That there is propaganda!
Zel>> Ahaha, I guess so! How long till we make contact?
Mo>> We don't... We just wait for our Queen to come home.
Zel>> Someone might come for her...
Mo>> Na' our problem.
>> exit

The Envoy & The Ward
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Continuation...
Ahead is a bit of short stories/writing bits from my personal blog about Leofwyna, and some other characters! These are more fleshed out stories about her if you're interested!

Title & Link	Short Description
Branch	Leofwyna flees from S9.
Dragon	Leofwyna yapping.
Lugubrious	A passionate exchange between Etche and Leofwyna.
Bridge	Leofwyna stumbes upon Josephine.
Restitution; The Citrus Dame	Leofwyna is depressed.
Threadwinder A	Leofwyna is confronted.

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THE MANIFESTATION AND THE KINGDOM OF DREAMS

"I have seen your dreams and, believe me, they are not that special."

Documental Profile
Name: The Dreamer (Valeria) Age/Gender: 24 / F Species: Hyur - Midlander Orientation: Lesbian Occupation: Dreamer Mender/Healer Relationship Status: Unrequired Love

Physical Profile
Eye: Black Hair: Black Orange Height/Weight: 4'11"/ 120 lbs Build: Skinny Attire: Modern Aesthetics

Oneira Dreamer, The Manifestation
"Screw off, I don't have shit for you." Dreamer is known as the Manifestation, capable of delving into the Dreamscape. She suffers from narcolepsy, which appears to trigger her dreamwalking if someone nearby is sleeping. The Manifestation is vindictive in nature and difficult to work with as she is quite abrasive. By virtue of her capabilities, she is a critical threat to the safety of the realm.

Oneira Dreamer, The Manifestation

"Screw off, I don't have shit for you."

Dreamer is known as the Manifestation, capable of delving into the Dreamscape. She suffers from narcolepsy, which appears to trigger her dreamwalking if someone nearby is sleeping. The Manifestation is vindictive in nature and difficult to work with as she is quite abrasive. By virtue of her capabilities, she is a critical threat to the safety of the realm.

The Woman Who Slept On Ice
The Coerthas Highlands are no stranger to the enigmatic and dangerous. It is a place that many dare not go unless absolutely necessary. However, traveling merchants had heard tale of a woman in a white dress that wandered the wasteland for weeks, possibly months. Attempts to approach her often wound up with the girl vanishing upon approach. It was only until she was found sleeping upon a frozen rock did someone, a mercenary, managed to capture her and bring her to Ishgard. There she was placed in the care of my hospice but then vanished the next day. Her room was locked and there was no way she could have escaped on her own. I do hope she is well. She was quite beautiful. - Medical Officer Éléonore Le Tonnelier

The Woman Who Slept On Ice

The Coerthas Highlands are no stranger to the enigmatic and dangerous. It is a place that many dare not go unless absolutely necessary. However, traveling merchants had heard tale of a woman in a white dress that wandered the wasteland for weeks, possibly months. Attempts to approach her often wound up with the girl vanishing upon approach.

It was only until she was found sleeping upon a frozen rock did someone, a mercenary, managed to capture her and bring her to Ishgard. There she was placed in the care of my hospice but then vanished the next day. Her room was locked and there was no way she could have escaped on her own. I do hope she is well. She was quite beautiful.

- Medical Officer Éléonore Le Tonnelier

Journal #5
I don't have a name I remember and I sure as hell do not remember any of this shit. It's all garbage to me. I can't tell if I'm asleep or awake. Does it even really matter anymore? Someone called me Dreamer, I don't remember who but it's what stuck. I need to find a way to stay awake. Friend Jumo says she can help. Has these weird herbs she keeps giving me. I'm going to take them every way I can and see what works best... Thanks Jumo. *- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #5

Journal #5

I don't have a name I remember and I sure as hell do not remember any of this shit. It's all garbage to me. I can't tell if I'm asleep or awake. Does it even really matter anymore? Someone called me Dreamer, I don't remember who but it's what stuck. I need to find a way to stay awake. Friend Jumo says she can help. Has these weird herbs she keeps giving me. I'm going to take them every way I can and see what works best... Thanks Jumo.

*- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #5

Journal #22
She's gone? How? Why? What... She was my friend, she can't be gone. I see her in the dreams still. She wants to help me, but I can't reach her, I don't know if she can even hear me. This is freaking me the fuck out, I need more. I need more... I'm sorry Jumo, I'm sorry. I'm sick and nobody is helping me! *- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #22

The Order of Equilibrium, Patient Archives
Her name is Oneira, but she does not recall speaking it to us. It appears that interactions with Garlean personnel seem to trigger some form of memory. She has taken a liking to the Garleans. She does not have a third eye, yet Turranos says he has seen it in dreams. What could this mean? There is still so much we do not understand of her condition and she is becoming more powerful in her abilities... Curse? We have no way of truly helping her as of yet. She grows irritated. It is getting harder to communicate with her. - Sinon Silica, Patient Archives

The Order of Equilibrium, Patient Archives

Her name is Oneira, but she does not recall speaking it to us. It appears that interactions with Garlean personnel seem to trigger some form of memory. She has taken a liking to the Garleans. She does not have a third eye, yet Turranos says he has seen it in dreams. What could this mean? There is still so much we do not understand of her condition and she is becoming more powerful in her abilities... Curse? We have no way of truly helping her as of yet. She grows irritated. It is getting harder to communicate with her.

- Sinon Silica, Patient Archives

The Forgotten Corp, Battle Report
Dreamer was deployed by the Order of Equilibrium to aid the Forgotten Corp with the ambushing of a caravan with stolen artifacts. Dreamer managed to place a spell upon the entire caravan and put them to sleep, placing herself into sleep in the process.. At some point she vanished and one of the minds of the prisoners was so badly hindered that he fell into a coma and has not awoken. The Manifestation is unpredictable and she was able to induce one of ours, Lucine, into a dream state while daydreaming. She was not even asleep and her powers had affected her. We believe Lucine may have tried to help Dreamer with her foresight abilities to see her past fate, yet this may have triggered something within Dreamer. Caution is advised. - Unknown

The Forgotten Corp, Battle Report

Dreamer was deployed by the Order of Equilibrium to aid the Forgotten Corp with the ambushing of a caravan with stolen artifacts. Dreamer managed to place a spell upon the entire caravan and put them to sleep, placing herself into sleep in the process.. At some point she vanished and one of the minds of the prisoners was so badly hindered that he fell into a coma and has not awoken.

The Manifestation is unpredictable and she was able to induce one of ours, Lucine, into a dream state while daydreaming. She was not even asleep and her powers had affected her. We believe Lucine may have tried to help Dreamer with her foresight abilities to see her past fate, yet this may have triggered something within Dreamer. Caution is advised.

- Unknown

The Kingdom of Dreams
Found Oneira again. Concerning hints of megalomania, but if I judged every Garlean for arrogance, I’d have no time for anything else. So, here’s the important bit: Tracked her down in the snowy wastes of Coerthas — great for me, no idea how she survived it in that slip of a dress, but this is the same woman who falls off cliffs and walks it off. I’ve stopped questioning it. Got answers on her disappearance: put a man in a coma, now has plans to found a "Kingdom of Dreams." Sounds poetic, in reality it’s the fast lane to getting killed as a public threat. Tried convincing her the idea was suicidal — no dice, for now. So I steered it toward something less catastrophic: if she needs sleepers, target criminals and volunteers instead of dragging random folk into endless nightmares. She agreed. Small victories. As for talking her out of the whole thing? That’s a problem for future me. She’s got power, she’s using it, and sooner or later she’s going to want to do something bigger. Brought her back to Avillion. Writing this instead of explaining it out loud, so Leo and Adler can argue after reading instead of interrupting. I don’t think she’s a problem yet — but if she becomes one, I’ll deal with it. For now, I’m keeping myself off the list of ‘first people she drags into an eternal coma.’ Small mercies. - Turranos pyr Canis, Order of Equilibrium

The Kingdom of Dreams

Found Oneira again. Concerning hints of megalomania, but if I judged every Garlean for arrogance, I’d have no time for anything else. So, here’s the important bit:

Tracked her down in the snowy wastes of Coerthas — great for me, no idea how she survived it in that slip of a dress, but this is the same woman who falls off cliffs and walks it off. I’ve stopped questioning it.

Got answers on her disappearance: put a man in a coma, now has plans to found a "Kingdom of Dreams." Sounds poetic, in reality it’s the fast lane to getting killed as a public threat.

Tried convincing her the idea was suicidal — no dice, for now. So I steered it toward something less catastrophic: if she needs sleepers, target criminals and volunteers instead of dragging random folk into endless nightmares. She agreed. Small victories.

As for talking her out of the whole thing? That’s a problem for future me. She’s got power, she’s using it, and sooner or later she’s going to want to do something bigger.

Brought her back to Avillion. Writing this instead of explaining it out loud, so Leo and Adler can argue after reading instead of interrupting. I don’t think she’s a problem yet — but if she becomes one, I’ll deal with it. For now, I’m keeping myself off the list of ‘first people she drags into an eternal coma.’ Small mercies.

- Turranos pyr Canis, Order of Equilibrium

Journal #43
There is a man who sings to me in sleep. He seems kind but I do not know what to make of it. He says he is like me. He showed me his Kingdom. The Dream Kingdom. The place I wished to create already exists... How dreadful. He wants me to reign over people that are not my own? Boring. I will not. I will run... As long as I can. At least, as far as I can in dream, I guess. *- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #43

Journal #43

There is a man who sings to me in sleep. He seems kind but I do not know what to make of it. He says he is like me. He showed me his Kingdom. The Dream Kingdom. The place I wished to create already exists... How dreadful. He wants me to reign over people that are not my own? Boring. I will not. I will run... As long as I can. At least, as far as I can in dream, I guess.

*- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #43

Journal #45
Friend Mourn has been kind to me. She listens when no one else does. I hate when people touch me in my sleep, but she never does. That kind of safety is rare for me and I cannot find a way to thank her. She talks about the Wood a lot, like Friend Jumo used to... She says she can take me there, find the herb. The dreams can stop again. I'll be able to breathe again... *- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #45

Journal #45

Friend Mourn has been kind to me. She listens when no one else does. I hate when people touch me in my sleep, but she never does. That kind of safety is rare for me and I cannot find a way to thank her. She talks about the Wood a lot, like Friend Jumo used to... She says she can take me there, find the herb. The dreams can stop again. I'll be able to breathe again...

*- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #45

Journal #48
She found me. She came all the way back, for me? This behavior is unnatural, but welcomed. I fell asleep and was sent miles away from Scarlet. I just kinda sat where I ended up and there she was. People usually just give up but she never did. She has this weird 'Call' thing she feels and it guides her. It guided her to me. Why? We are trying to make it further into the wood this time. The dreams are subsiding the further in we go... Or is it something else? Bah, this is stupid. Stupid book. Stupid writing. Fuck you. *- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #48

Journal #48

She found me. She came all the way back, for me? This behavior is unnatural, but welcomed. I fell asleep and was sent miles away from Scarlet. I just kinda sat where I ended up and there she was. People usually just give up but she never did. She has this weird 'Call' thing she feels and it guides her. It guided her to me. Why?

We are trying to make it further into the wood this time. The dreams are subsiding the further in we go... Or is it something else? Bah, this is stupid. Stupid book. Stupid writing. Fuck you.

*- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #48

Journal #50
I've decided to call her Scarlet. She calls me Valeria and it fits, it's a very Queen-like name. She said its named after a flower that induces sleep! Pretty ironic. She's really smart, and I'm kind of not, which is totally cool, I don't care or anything but sometimes she says stuff that I just don't understand, but it makes sense to her. I've decided I am going to protect her, that no nightmare shall grace her pretty head. Might give her a hair cut, but then again, what if its tied to her weird connection to the forest? That might be a bad idea. Anyway, we managed to find the Mushrooms Jumo had given me all those years ago. Now I find myself wondering if I even should use them?... I'll do one, just to see. Maybe when I wake up, I'll have never left and Scarlet will still be there... That would be nice. *- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #50

Journal #50

I've decided to call her Scarlet. She calls me Valeria and it fits, it's a very Queen-like name. She said its named after a flower that induces sleep! Pretty ironic. She's really smart, and I'm kind of not, which is totally cool, I don't care or anything but sometimes she says stuff that I just don't understand, but it makes sense to her. I've decided I am going to protect her, that no nightmare shall grace her pretty head. Might give her a hair cut, but then again, what if its tied to her weird connection to the forest? That might be a bad idea.

Anyway, we managed to find the Mushrooms Jumo had given me all those years ago. Now I find myself wondering if I even should use them?... I'll do one, just to see. Maybe when I wake up, I'll have never left and Scarlet will still be there... That would be nice.

*- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #50

Journal #66
Lucine and I met again. It's strange... It's difficult to figure out my own way now that I have what I needed from the Deepwood. I find myself wanting to return there, but for what reason? If I just show up, Scarlet might just look at me weird or something... Ah, Idunno, maybe I'm being stupid. So Lucine and I caught up, and really-- Somehow she became more of a bitch than me! I guess I don't have as much to be angry about but still, I don't know what happened to her. I thanked her for setting me on my path, even if, I think, she caused a lot of pain initially... Shit gets worse before it gets better. Also, I got this cool note. Its from a Moogle, or whatever. Its addressed to me, Kupo. . . Neugh.... Anyway, I haven't opened it... Kinda scared to but maybe save it for a rainy day.
P.s. I opened it, they want more booze.... Dream booze!! Ugh. *- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #66

Journal #66

Lucine and I met again. It's strange... It's difficult to figure out my own way now that I have what I needed from the Deepwood. I find myself wanting to return there, but for what reason? If I just show up, Scarlet might just look at me weird or something... Ah, Idunno, maybe I'm being stupid.

So Lucine and I caught up, and really-- Somehow she became more of a bitch than me! I guess I don't have as much to be angry about but still, I don't know what happened to her. I thanked her for setting me on my path, even if, I think, she caused a lot of pain initially... Shit gets worse before it gets better.

Also, I got this cool note. Its from a Moogle, or whatever. Its addressed to me, Kupo. . . Neugh.... Anyway, I haven't opened it... Kinda scared to but maybe save it for a rainy day.

P.s. I opened it, they want more booze.... Dream booze!! Ugh.

*- Oneira Dreamer, Journal Entry #66

Journal #68
I tore away the previous page. Not really sure what came over me saying all those things. I've felt irritated, livid, angry... But this guilt and hatred for something I can't even manifest in my fucking head made me want to scream. I've learned a lot of what I can do, my capacity to use this ... curse for something good-- And still I barely saved Scarlet's life. What would have happened if I didn't make it back in time? Those damn Moogles... Something out there tried to kill her and it was deliberate. This kind of thing doesn't just happen by accident... She is looking a lot better and I'm so relieved. I don't really like to imagine what happens without her here. The Hag came by, Mortimer, she calls herself. She's provided some herbal medicines from her garden that helped stave off any severe aethersickness. If it weren't for The Hag, I could have accidently killed Scarlet-- dumping all that aether into her. Twelve, if you even fucking exist, why is everything in this Wood trying to kill her? She can't keep living like this. I've found a perch where she can be safe in the wood, for now... I'll give her more reasons to leave this place at least, maybe then I can check in on her more at the estate... I'll keep her coming back with the promise of booze and sweets! Hell, Yeah, that'll work... I really need this to work...

Journal #68

I tore away the previous page. Not really sure what came over me saying all those things. I've felt irritated, livid, angry... But this guilt and hatred for something I can't even manifest in my fucking head made me want to scream.

I've learned a lot of what I can do, my capacity to use this ... curse for something good-- And still I barely saved Scarlet's life. What would have happened if I didn't make it back in time? Those damn Moogles... Something out there tried to kill her and it was deliberate. This kind of thing doesn't just happen by accident...

She is looking a lot better and I'm so relieved. I don't really like to imagine what happens without her here. The Hag came by, Mortimer, she calls herself. She's provided some herbal medicines from her garden that helped stave off any severe aethersickness.

If it weren't for The Hag, I could have accidently killed Scarlet-- dumping all that aether into her. Twelve, if you even fucking exist, why is everything in this Wood trying to kill her? She can't keep living like this. I've found a perch where she can be safe in the wood, for now... I'll give her more reasons to leave this place at least, maybe then I can check in on her more at the estate... I'll keep her coming back with the promise of booze and sweets! Hell, Yeah, that'll work...

I really need this to work...

Journal #74

It has been cold across Eorzea lately. Can you believe I only just recently learned that it was called that? They call something else Starlight-- Starshine? What the fuck. It's celebrated across the realm and I spent mine with Scarlet... and a few others, but fuck them, they didn't have a gift nearly as cool as mine-- Which was me, so.

Scarlet gave me a flower, an Everbloom Valerian. It's a weird little thing because it dosen't strip away when I fall in and out of dreams. I have no clue how she got it but It's my favorite thing ever. I usually like black, but a little white never hurt anyone.

We had a lot of friends to visit and it was... fun. I didn't pass out quite as much and I've gotten a lot better and staving the Pull off... In the end, we settled on a familiar tree to sit at-- And she rested her head on my shoulder, uh-huh! Yeah, I'm so cool. She slept on MY shoulder! I know it's probably because she just happened not to fall the other way, but -- what if she did it on purpose?! Ah, I don't know... I just know I want to stay here, as long as I can... Fuck off dreams, I'm trying to sleep...

Journal #77

Drifting, Drifting.
Lips are black.
Drifting, Drifting.
Take me back.

I think I should give poetry a try, I might be good at it. Might even become famous. Though, I hear the only time an artist gets known for their work is after they die, and that might be a struggle for me so-- maybe I shouldn't even try.

Why did I let those stupid people convince me to do something so stupid. So fucking stupid... Then again, I didn't need much convincing. Titles are for suckers, that's what I'll say. That's what I should have kept saying. These things are confusing enough without me botching how protective animals behave... Mother and child, how could I be so stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid-- Bitch!

(Scribbles line much of the paper beneath, until writing continues again.)

At least she wanted me there. That's something, isn't it? She wanted me there and that's enough... It supposed to be enough. I took like-- four sips! I should have known better, I don't even like drinking! If I do, it's to show off-- The feeling just makes me pass out quicker. I'd have been able to stay longer if I hadn't... Or maybe it's best I didn't. Is it?

Nah! If I'm not around-- It'll be boring as hell and I'm all kinds of fun. I was the talk of the town back there! Long as I got my head on straight, it'll be alright. But no more drinks for me-- For Scarlet's sake. I don't know how she does it, drinking all that... Damn Moogles. Damn, drink! Dara needs to teach me that stuff! I'll mix a drink so amazing that Scarlet will be singing songs!... Does she even know any songs?

I'll have to teach her some.... After I learn a few myself!
And not fall on her face this time.

Continuation Ahead...

Due to the overwhelming length of writing regarding Dreamer, I have created a personal blog where I will post bits of her story. I will update this section with those for those interested.

Disclaimer! Not all of the writings pertaining to her will be here, but I have done my utmost to ensure most relevant pieces to her overall story are present. Slipthok is Mourn's writer and thus, a few of their writings are featured as well!

Title & Link	Short Description
Masterlist 2025	Assorted stories, some of which include Dreamer.
Longing by Slipthok	Mourn celebrates a nameday.
Knockout!	Valeria first meeting Scarlet.
Moogle by Slipthok	A misadventure ft. Moglaw & Dreamer
Feast	Dreamer roams the frosts of Coerthas.
Vaunted	Dreamer helps a child sleep.
Gauntlet	Dreamer combats evil in the wood.
Iterate	A past trauma lingers in Dreamer.
Gil	Dreamer upsets a friend.
Bygone by Slipthok	Mourn meets an unfamiliar face.__
Arcane by Slipthok	A Moogle letter is sent to Valeria. The urgent request of booze!
Arcane	Dreamer heeds a dire warning.
Nerd by Slipthok	Mourn sustains.
Nerd	The Oneiromancer plots.
Mortis	The Blue-Eyed Dreamer mourns.
Propositions	Dreamer aids a coma patient.
A Dreamer's Starlight	A Dreamer's Starlight event
A Frosty Wood	Dreamer & Mourn rest
Ambition	The Blue-Eyed Dreamer has ambitions.
An Evening for the Restful	Valeria sleeps beside Scarlet.

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OSYRA VASCH, The Heartsworn

"The Heartsworn will dedicate everything to the hunt."

Documental Profile
Name: Osyra Vasch Age/Gender: 62 / F Species: Viera - Veena Orientation: Lesbian Occupation: Bounty Hunter Relationship Status: Not Seeking

Physical Profile
Eye: Yellow Hair: Yellow Orange Height/Weight: 6'4"/ 180 lbs Build: Fit Attire: Relaxed Fit

Biography

Osyra Vasch, a Ishgardian noble born into House Vasch, experienced a life marred by tragedy and betrayal. Growing up alongside her beloved sister, Atyla, their bond went beyond that of family, forging a deep and inseparable connection. However, their lives took a dark turn when a mysterious noble named Relda entered their lives, drawing Atyla away from Osyra and capturing her heart.

Years passed, and on a fateful night, Osyra heard signs of a break-in at their manor. Desperate to protect her sister, she searched for Atyla, believing they could hide together in the wall safe. But to her horror, Atyla was nowhere to be found. Peering through a crack in the wall, Osyra witnessed Relda end Atyla's life, revealing her true allegiance as a member of the criminal sect: Vicengaol.

In the aftermath of that night, Osyra cradled her sister's body and wept for their shattered bond. Determined to avenge her sister, she resolved to pursue Relda, her heart consumed by grief and vengeance. As a tribute to Atyla, she forged her sister's ashes into Atyla's bow, a sacred weapon to be wielded against her sister's killer.

Her family would try to dissuade her from embarking on such quests for vengeance, but Osyra knew her path was true. She would be stripped of her funds and resources and would venture out to follow the path of the one whom had killed her sister.

Vera, the Garlean & Atyla, the Remnant

During her pursuit for the assassin, she encountered Vera, a skilled Garlean technician. Recognizing Vera's talents, Osyra enlisted her help to enhance the magitek properties of her bow. In their shared experiences, Vera revealed a startling truth to Osyra. Relda Windtoma, the person she had been hunting, was actually among their company, a wounded and vulnerable individual rather than the merciless murderer Osyra had believed her to be. In this revelation, Osyra saw echoes of her sister, Atyla, in Vera. She made a solemn vow to protect her, realizing her concern for their well-being extended beyond her thirst for vengeance.

However, an unexpected twist occurred when Osyra confessed her love to Vera, only to discover that Vera had been asked by someone to marry. This revelation sent Osyra spiraling into a state of turmoil, for who could deny a noble? She contemplated breaking her promise to spare the assassin's life, seeking solace in her original quest for retribution. Yet, in that crucial moment, the magitek bow spoke, resonating with the voice of Atyla. Atyla pleaded with her sister not to harm her killer, revealing her enduring presence beyond the grave, that even in death, she did love Relda. Touched by this revelation, Osyra agreed to protect Vera and their love, understanding the importance of safeguarding their happiness.

The Heartsworn Huntress

Now driven by her unresolved anguish and guided by her sister's voice, Osyra embarks on a relentless rampage, hunting down individuals she believes to be associated with the Vicengaol syndicate. She wields her magitek bow as a vessel for her rage, becoming a relentless force of vengeance. While Atyla's voice continues to urge her to find peace and end the cycle of violence, Osyra's anguish still marks those she deems responsible, as she struggles to reconcile her love, her promise, and her insatiable desire for justice.

Al'yss, the Hope

In Osyra's haze of bloodlust, she would eventually return to Kugane, where she worked as a Bartender at a brothel. There she would reunite with an ally whom she had a brief entanglement, that would become the solace for the woman. Her desire for violence would settle, but in discovering Al'yss own desires for similar acts, Osyra seeks to bring it to the forefront of their desires and partake together.

The Attack at Wolve's Den

During an exchange with a mysterious hooded figure, Osyra would threaten the man and subsequently be attacked by an unknown party, whom she had little information about. Osyra would not bestow a single strike as her sister Atyla would urge her simply to run from the engagement. Managing to escape an unrelenting Dragoon, she would hide as a stowaway from the Den and seek medical aid. She knows little of her attackers, but demands retribution for it all.

Rhode, The Intellect
Under the veil of night, Osyra had been offered the opportunity by one Rhodes to grant Atyla her own body. Conflicted with the idea of letting her sister roam from her, she agreed and seeks to find the resources needed for the endevour. In this, she speaks with her rival faction for aid. Their hesitance only superseded by the hope of helping Atyla and nothing more.

The End
When Osyra had left her sister, she had returned to Vera to relay her intentions to give up her hunt. Upon this, the two had decided to give a love true and, as far as anyone knows, they lived happily ever after. Osyra had found her heartsworn.

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