Lucy D'Yalvol

Lucy D'Yalvol is a once disgraced Ishgardian noblewoman, having been exiled for supposed heresy. She never once allowed dragon blood to pass her lips, nor had she particularly chose a side. No, the void had been her true calling. To that end, all manner of heresy surely looks the same, and suddenly countless eye witnesses claimed she had been consorting with dragons. Her sentence was final; Exile.In time, she found herself in Ul’Dah, honed her craft in alchemical concoctions and black magic, and sought to further her research into the void.Even if it meant becoming one with it herself.

The basics...
- Ishgardian native
- Race: Midlander/Elezen mix
- Age: Late 20's
- Height: 5'2" (And VERY grumpy about it)
- Weight: 120lbs
- Eye Color: Green prior to becoming voidtouched, amber with black swirls afterward
- Haircolor: Black
- Complexion: Pale
- Build: Slender, curves in all the right places
- Tattoos: Smokey trails that begin from her left hand and encircle around her body with floral patterns, ending down her left leg; Runes across her fingers; Moonphases extending from her elbor to the back of her hand. All of her tattoos glow in the dark.
-Datacenter/Homeworld: Crystal/Mateus

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Traits...
- Vast knowledge of the void
- Needs to feed on aether: She can go a few days without feeding, anything longer than a week or so will cause her to become anxious, somewhat more hostile and focus on little else than getting a direct taste of aether.
- Able to twist individual's vices; Precisely how she rose to such high status.Personality...
- Having formed a pact with a succubus, her carnal interests have grown a bit more... Intense.
- When she isn't concocting potions or drugs, and when she doesn't have her face buried in some ancient tome or "borrowed" book, she can be found sating her sweet tooth, quelling her thirst for aether, or feeding her need to get high and forget the past.

Likes...
- A nice, quiet night with a book
- A cup of tea
- Sweets. And lots of them.
- Being around people she can trust.Dislikes...
- Blizzards
- Business when she could be doing research
- The destruction or obfuscation of knowledge.Achievements and Accolades...
-Ranked 63rd for her Alchemical work for the first ranking, and ranked 81st and 39th for her Mining efforts for the first and second rankings as well, earning herself three Writs of Beatification

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A Note:Alright I may have written MORE than I could ever intend. This is more so an online reference for myself anyway.

• Exile
• Alchemy & the Aetherial Under The Ul'Dahn Sun
• Haukke Manor
• Void Touched
• Moving On
• Delving Deeper

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In Ul’Dah, the young woman had immediately tried to seek out some means of life. She heard extensive tale of the various guilds that were spread between the Steps of Nald and Thal. She had very little interest in close quarter’s combat, and the drill instructor of the Gladiator’s Guild or the lecherous elder of the Pugilist’s Guild both gave her enough reason to avoid both walks of life like the plague.Then came the Thaumaturgist’s Guild, lead by a quintet of Lalafell who’s names were so frustratingly similar that even Lucy caught them mixing each other up despite being related by blood. Their… Willingness to let her commence her studies into voidsent under the guise of looking to better understand how to seal them had been far easier than she’d realized, as if just anyone could stroll in on a whim and read those long forgotten tomes. Maybe they could understand her quest for knowledge, as others were outright denied access.In time, she had been back to her old self, spending long, tiring hours at night spent pouring over her own notes, half of which were on the void, the other regarding various alchemical reagents she needed for commissions and leves from the Alchemist’s Guild to maintain her cheap room at the Quicksands, loathed to be forced to stay in such squalid conditions, compared to her far more comfortable home.In time, Lucy, had bit off far more than she could chew; Having taken a good amount of requests, she found herself unable to actually get most of the materials needed without going a far distance from her current location, and risking her life far too much. She needed help.Enter Adrastia Solborne, once a member of the gladiator’s guild, now a savant with an alembic. Lucy could tell she was good at what she was doing, and was quite adept at her craft. Easy enough to go to her and ask if she could assist her in retrieving those harder to procure materials. Namely Voidsent blood. That was the one thing she didn’t need for an actual recipe. It was for her own experimentation.Discussions were underway, payment was… Tentatively agreed upon, and the two were off to Gridania to not only get a majority of the materials, but a live voidsent to use as a consistent source of blood.

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The duo had grown to be fast friends on their way to the Black Shroud, with Tia showing off an urn she had purchased. The runes on the side were easy enough to discern, considering she had worked with the Thaumaturges’ Guild to set them up in more or less the same fashion. They would bind any and all voidsent inside of them. Perfect for harvesting and cultivating anything willing to gouge out their eyes as opposed to willingly offer blood.Meanwhile, Lucy shared her notes. A blackened book with pages nearly torn, the spine frayed and broken. Her life’s research, with most of her points on the void and related things from her time in Ishgard. The horribly burnt tome was opened, and Lucy began telling Tia as much as she could. Eating habits, how they interact with one another, anything one may need to properly facilitate a living source of voidsent blood.It was during a night at camp where the two had actually spoken of their past. With Tia mentioning her life as a gladiator, Lucy revealed her exile, and plans to gain the strength to return, challenge her sentence, and start life anew.The only issue? Coin.And so a bond had been formed; With Adrastia’s expertise in alchemy and Lucy’s studies into the aetherial, the two would be sure to work hard to see each other’s dreams fulfilled.And then everything went black.Lucy woke up, body aching, the world spinning. Once everything came to a nice, easy stop… She found she was upside down, the dim light of a candle or two behind her helping her see.. Bars?And an imp, who floated, clearly bored out of its mind.The creature made an ecstatic noise once it found its captive awake, stating that the other woman kicked too much. With little energy, Lucy spat to the floor, a scowl on her face that belied the deep concern that was bubbling up. The voidsent grumbled quietly, mentioning something about finding its boss, and vanished into the darkness.Moments later, Lucy could sense an intense confluence of aether, some of it her own, some of it Adrastia’s… Most of it a far more menacing presence.The spine chillingly sultry voice seemed relieved to see the Ishgardian woman awake, and expressed concern from having been asleep for so long.The look of confusion on Lucy’s face only made the succubus’ own malicious smile all the more menacing.“Dearest Lucy. You’ve been my guest for two months.”

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The revelation of having been trapped for two months without her knowledge was… Jarring. The succubus was lying. She had to be!And yet memories of her time came flooding back to her…Her capture.Her torment.Her escape attempts…Lucy growled quietly, the succubus floating closer to effortlessly lift up the chain and set her captive down, the Ishgardian woman quickly sitting herself up, stunned as the voidsent giggled and came in close, whispering threats of potentially taking too many of her memories.Broken, beaten, battered, Lucy leaned forward, far too weak to attack. The succubus couldn’t help but laugh, clawed fingertips caressing her back.Lucy shut her eyes.And bit down onto the succubus’ neck, sinking her teeth into it in a last ditch feral effort. She tried to drink in her blood, finding it tinged with multiple sources of aether, mainly her own and Tia’s, feeling her strength returning to her.The succubus, understandably in a panic, offered to release her, to let her be free.Lucy had other ideas.With the threat of drinking her dry (putting her own life at risk), Lucy offered to form a pact. Knowledge and powers of the void, for aether and freedom.The succubus, seeing no way out, growled and agreed to those terms. With little time to waste, the duo went to free Adrastia, who had been bound upright, but horribly bloodied, beaten, and guarded by a now asleep ogre. Even without being weakened from her months of torture, there was no way she would be able to carry her away. The succubus, having introduced herself as Yrelyla, offered her assistance.In the form of nudging Lucy toward sacrificing her friend.There was no way either of them would be able to escape while carrying the cumbersome Highlander. Even if they could, the journey would likely leave her at death’s door…She saw no other option, and made her way to the half-lucid woman. She apologized, muttering a prayer to have The Traders carry her to the Lifestream… Before biting into her neck, draining the now weakly flailing individual of blood, aether, and her very soul with the help of her voidal companion.And that’s when the ogre woke up.
A viscous battle ensued, the room nearly destroyed, but Lucy managed to fight on. With the ogre having been weakened after a time, Lucy tore into the muscle-bound being’s flesh with her nails, having them taken on a far more wicked appearance, and used all her energy as a cannon, watching as it all ripped right through the ogre and out its back.Before death could take it, Yrelyla had tossed the urn to Lucy, having marked it with some sigils of her own to keep whatever it trapped within completely locked away. Lucy opened up the container, chanting the commands to trap the being within, and watched as it was pulled inside, sealed...All before collapsing to the floor, exhausted.

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She woke up, body aching, with the succubus nearby, sitting upon the dilapidated remains of a nearby bed, the containment urn in its hand as she studied it."I've decided to alter our deal."Lucy's eyes narrowed, and a sly grin spread across the creatures lips. "Now now. Nothing that isn't against your ideals." With a toss of the container, the exhausted mage needing to catch it with weak hands as the horned-woman spoke. "I will teach you of our ways. You will grow stronger. And we will both sit at the top. And when your time comes? I shall pull you right into the void.""... Can I go?""I'll be close by~"And with that? She was gone.It took the now voidtouched woman hardly any time to begin her trek toward civilization, a kind rancher in Bentbranch Meadows allowing her to rest for a spell. She left without a word, not out of fear... But of discomfort. She could tell the kind farmhand was desperate for a drink, having spent a lifetime of sobriety after cleaning himself up.The alien feeling was everpresent, even as she entered Gridania. A healer that enjoyed inflicting wounds upon her patients more than curing them, a wrathful member of the lancer's guild who has seen his fair share of bloodshed, and the airship ticketer, so wracked with envy...She shook her head from the sight, waiting in a far off seat on the airship and dozing off.Lucy, having long since made her way back to Ul’dah, finding that Adrastia had connections and a whole secret life. Drugs, narcotics, illicit substances that no one of strong moral fiber would ever be caught with...She took over the business, alongside her voidal-companion.In time, she made her way back to Ishgard, emboldened by her newfound prowess, and challenged her ruling, claiming that she didn't receive a proper trial.Set up against a temple knight, she fought with all her might and won, with no one questioning the darker energies that she could employ and ruling it as Black Magic.Having found respite in an inn room in the Forgotten Knight, she would collapse into bed, and plot her ascension.

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Known Associates

Adrastia Solborne
^{Business partner, companion, friend}
Once a headstrong hyuran woman who had died at the hands of Lucy in Haukke manor. Through reasons unknown to either of her or the voidtouched being, her soul had entered the body of a Miqo'te dancer under the employ of Gegeruju. The reunion was awkward, to put it gently, though in time, the duo had reformed a strong partnership.She also attempted to regain a body more akin to her original... The process was painful, but the results were... Agreeable.With her newfound stature? She found it fitting to employ herself as not only Lucy's business partner, but also her personal bodyguard."How in the seven hells am I to protect you when you get yourself in trouble constantly?"

Yrelyla
^{Voidsent, pact-keeper, teacher}
The very succubus that had kept her imprisoned in Haukke Manor for two months with the intent on feeding on her for aether has, after what she would claim was a mutual agreement between friends all the while convienently leaving out the fact that Lucy had overpowered her, turned over a new leaf, now housing the hollowed out shell of a Viera that had so graciously allowed her to enter her body.Despite her nature and habit of causing mischeif for her voidtouched ward to deal with, she deeply cares for her safety, be it due to the terms of their contract and the implication of her own life being forfeit should Lucy fall or not is to be determined.Unfortunately, as their relationship was forged through mistrust and betrayal, one seems to be preparing something against the other, and vice versa..."Who knew mortality could be so refreshing~?"

Sect
^{Business associates, Underboss}Lucy, having made some interesting friends in her travels, has begun to affiliate herself with the completely legitimate loan brokers known as The Sect, having become quite a prominent figure in their ranks."We see, We Know."

Lillium Aurum
^{Business associates}
Having an eye for valuable trinkets and treasures, Lucy began to affiliate herself with Lillium Aurum, having been deemed an outsider even with her status as a noble thanks to some old rumors regarding heresy and the like.
"Fear the Blood, Respect the Gold"

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