Asgard Eventide Application
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immovableOOC Information;
Name; Atma
Personal Journal; sapphicchivalry
Contact; EMAIL – [email protected] / PLURK – Gallantry / AIM – gainoscologist or swordfaps
Other Characters;Davesprite N/A
IC Information;
Character Name; Agrias Oaks
Canon; Final Fantasy Tactics
http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Final_Fantasy_Tactics
http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Final_Fantasy_Tactics:_The_War_of_the_Lions
Note that The War of the Lions is a revamped re-release but is pretty much the same game, with its main draw being a polished re-translation. I will be pulling her from The War of the Lions.
Canon Point; Before facing Hashmal and Ajora/Ultima in the Necrohol. This is assuming the player has not dismissed Agrias from play by now.
Age; 20
House; Heimdall. If she isn't the absolute embodiment of its virtues I'm unsure as to what anything ever is.
Power; Damage Drain
Personality; "Have you no pride, no honor?"
There exist three basic laws of chivalry a knight is expected to follow. They are simple rules at first glance, but their bearing and meaning can shape a warrior's entire existence. Let's take a look at them one by one.
The first law is duty as a warrior to their lord and country. Agrias is assigned as a personal bodyguard to Princess Ovelia, heir to the throne, a job she takes with utmost seriousness and places its importance above all other tasks. In protecting her, she serves her country of Ivalice, and protects its interests by helping raise her to be the best she can be. One must be responsible, steadfast, and loyal to maintain such a lofty position, and Agrias has these all in spades. Not wanting to see her homeland thrown further into chaos with cruel men at the throne, willing to sacrifice herself if needed to uphold the law. She will never back down from a fight and aide those she deems worthy of it, jumping in the fray when and where she can, to protect everything she holds dear. Likewise, if you display cowardice or lie around her, you will get her worst. Betrayal and underhanded tactics are not things she forgives and she can hold grudges. If you manage to avoid that and her wrath, Agrias makes for a truly reliable friend and soldier. The first law seems easiest to define her by, as you would find a knight rarely as dedicated and strong as she is.
The second law is duty as a warrior to God and church. Throughout her life, Agrias stayed true to the Church of Glabados, who worshiped a figure called St Ajora, working as a paladin in their name. Her faith was unwavering and she thought their gospel true. Notice the past tense; after the dark, disgusting truths of the faith were uncovered, Agrias began to waver from it slowly. She was devastated, often lamenting having to learn this, gradually focusing her faith more in people and friends than in holy text. However, she still sees her faith as salvageable, just not in its current form, and hopes for those used to find their way again in some form or another. She lives her life under the light and has it guide her, finding it pitiable when people give in to darkness and despair. Whether one directly believes in gods is another story, but so long as you believe in goodness and try to follow it and the spirit of it, she believes you can be saved and do right. Perhaps the second law isn't the best one to define her by, but it was once dearly important to her, and could be again someday.
The third and final law as a warrior is duty to women. One could interpret this as the bond she shares with the Princess. She is trustworthy and honest, having earned Ovelia's respect and is often used as her confidant, being told things others would never hear even hints to and giving Ovelia the truth, no matter how harsh, knowing it will do her or anyone else better in the long run. To her, Agrias is more than a knight and is a dear friend, and Agrias sees this as part of her duty to her, keeping all of Ovelia's secrets and insecurities locked in so as to protect her. They share a bond like little other, and in doing so, she often overlooks her own desires, saying that whatever she wants is fine with her. When Ovelia is kidnapped, Agrias makes it her stubborn duty to retrieve her time and time again, nobody asking her to do it but herself. Perhaps Ovelia has shaped her too much. The third and final law may be most important to shaping her of all, more so than even the first law, giving her some heart and meaning to her actions. After all, a knight is nothing without a name or banner to fight under, and Ovelia gives her this drive necessary to do her job, and do it with full pride and honor befitting her title of Lady.
Agrias is duty-bound, hard-headed, and as strong willed as they come, overcoming trials of faith, loyalty, and even wavering trust in the throne. She is chivalry incarnate, the definition of what a knight should be, and above all, a good woman with a good heart. Even if she denies herself what said heart wants.
Samples;
Network Sample; http://dear-mun.livejournal.com/44364403.html
Log Sample; Splash.
A single stone jumped from Agrias' left palm into the river before her, a few more of its brethren being tumbled between her fingers, right hand firmly on the hilt of her sheathed blade. The knight leaned against the railing of the bridge, looking at the ripples forming from the waves she made. As they settled, a frustrated expression began to stare back at her. Her own face was twisted in a look of confusion, anger, and sadness, making her scowl harder as she thought herself ugly. Almost demonic, she thought. As monstrous as those who keep upsetting the balance, trying to push Ovelia around, and taking life after life just to sate their sick needs.
Splash. Another stone in, the expression staring back warping further.
And what was she in the middle of all this? A pawn? A tool? Nothing more than her kingdom's swordarm, slashing and slitting throats so their royal hands would be not bloodied? Even her Princess knew the value of self defense and what it means to take a life. These nobles were nothing but foul, selfish beasts, and using her sword to push such goals was something she'd never dreamed would happen. When she took that oath to be Ovelia's shield, she had hoped to only be under her word and command. Feh, how fickle fate is, throwing that all aside as she threw her rocks.
Splash. Last one down, thrown hardest, ripples cascading to the sides violently. Her back turned to the river, now emptied palm pressing against her face, trying not to cry. A soldier needs to be strong and tough, so that the others can press on. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't as strong as she'd thought, tears flowing anyways, giving a harsh snort as she let it all out. Agrias cried for Ovelia, for Ivalice, for her friends, for those already lost in this madness.
But who would cry for her, when the day comes that they must be shed? Did she have anybody left? Not even her reflection could answer back, erased in the very waves she created.
What a miserable existence hers was now. She'd not wish it upon anyone.
Name; Atma
Personal Journal; sapphicchivalry
Contact; EMAIL – [email protected] / PLURK – Gallantry / AIM – gainoscologist or swordfaps
Other Characters;
IC Information;
Character Name; Agrias Oaks
Canon; Final Fantasy Tactics
http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Final_Fantasy_Tactics
http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Final_Fantasy_Tactics:_The_War_of_the_Lions
Note that The War of the Lions is a revamped re-release but is pretty much the same game, with its main draw being a polished re-translation. I will be pulling her from The War of the Lions.
Canon Point; Before facing Hashmal and Ajora/Ultima in the Necrohol. This is assuming the player has not dismissed Agrias from play by now.
Age; 20
House; Heimdall. If she isn't the absolute embodiment of its virtues I'm unsure as to what anything ever is.
Power; Damage Drain
Personality; "Have you no pride, no honor?"
There exist three basic laws of chivalry a knight is expected to follow. They are simple rules at first glance, but their bearing and meaning can shape a warrior's entire existence. Let's take a look at them one by one.
The first law is duty as a warrior to their lord and country. Agrias is assigned as a personal bodyguard to Princess Ovelia, heir to the throne, a job she takes with utmost seriousness and places its importance above all other tasks. In protecting her, she serves her country of Ivalice, and protects its interests by helping raise her to be the best she can be. One must be responsible, steadfast, and loyal to maintain such a lofty position, and Agrias has these all in spades. Not wanting to see her homeland thrown further into chaos with cruel men at the throne, willing to sacrifice herself if needed to uphold the law. She will never back down from a fight and aide those she deems worthy of it, jumping in the fray when and where she can, to protect everything she holds dear. Likewise, if you display cowardice or lie around her, you will get her worst. Betrayal and underhanded tactics are not things she forgives and she can hold grudges. If you manage to avoid that and her wrath, Agrias makes for a truly reliable friend and soldier. The first law seems easiest to define her by, as you would find a knight rarely as dedicated and strong as she is.
The second law is duty as a warrior to God and church. Throughout her life, Agrias stayed true to the Church of Glabados, who worshiped a figure called St Ajora, working as a paladin in their name. Her faith was unwavering and she thought their gospel true. Notice the past tense; after the dark, disgusting truths of the faith were uncovered, Agrias began to waver from it slowly. She was devastated, often lamenting having to learn this, gradually focusing her faith more in people and friends than in holy text. However, she still sees her faith as salvageable, just not in its current form, and hopes for those used to find their way again in some form or another. She lives her life under the light and has it guide her, finding it pitiable when people give in to darkness and despair. Whether one directly believes in gods is another story, but so long as you believe in goodness and try to follow it and the spirit of it, she believes you can be saved and do right. Perhaps the second law isn't the best one to define her by, but it was once dearly important to her, and could be again someday.
The third and final law as a warrior is duty to women. One could interpret this as the bond she shares with the Princess. She is trustworthy and honest, having earned Ovelia's respect and is often used as her confidant, being told things others would never hear even hints to and giving Ovelia the truth, no matter how harsh, knowing it will do her or anyone else better in the long run. To her, Agrias is more than a knight and is a dear friend, and Agrias sees this as part of her duty to her, keeping all of Ovelia's secrets and insecurities locked in so as to protect her. They share a bond like little other, and in doing so, she often overlooks her own desires, saying that whatever she wants is fine with her. When Ovelia is kidnapped, Agrias makes it her stubborn duty to retrieve her time and time again, nobody asking her to do it but herself. Perhaps Ovelia has shaped her too much. The third and final law may be most important to shaping her of all, more so than even the first law, giving her some heart and meaning to her actions. After all, a knight is nothing without a name or banner to fight under, and Ovelia gives her this drive necessary to do her job, and do it with full pride and honor befitting her title of Lady.
Agrias is duty-bound, hard-headed, and as strong willed as they come, overcoming trials of faith, loyalty, and even wavering trust in the throne. She is chivalry incarnate, the definition of what a knight should be, and above all, a good woman with a good heart. Even if she denies herself what said heart wants.
Samples;
Network Sample; http://dear-mun.livejournal.com/44364403.html
Log Sample; Splash.
A single stone jumped from Agrias' left palm into the river before her, a few more of its brethren being tumbled between her fingers, right hand firmly on the hilt of her sheathed blade. The knight leaned against the railing of the bridge, looking at the ripples forming from the waves she made. As they settled, a frustrated expression began to stare back at her. Her own face was twisted in a look of confusion, anger, and sadness, making her scowl harder as she thought herself ugly. Almost demonic, she thought. As monstrous as those who keep upsetting the balance, trying to push Ovelia around, and taking life after life just to sate their sick needs.
Splash. Another stone in, the expression staring back warping further.
And what was she in the middle of all this? A pawn? A tool? Nothing more than her kingdom's swordarm, slashing and slitting throats so their royal hands would be not bloodied? Even her Princess knew the value of self defense and what it means to take a life. These nobles were nothing but foul, selfish beasts, and using her sword to push such goals was something she'd never dreamed would happen. When she took that oath to be Ovelia's shield, she had hoped to only be under her word and command. Feh, how fickle fate is, throwing that all aside as she threw her rocks.
Splash. Last one down, thrown hardest, ripples cascading to the sides violently. Her back turned to the river, now emptied palm pressing against her face, trying not to cry. A soldier needs to be strong and tough, so that the others can press on. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't as strong as she'd thought, tears flowing anyways, giving a harsh snort as she let it all out. Agrias cried for Ovelia, for Ivalice, for her friends, for those already lost in this madness.
But who would cry for her, when the day comes that they must be shed? Did she have anybody left? Not even her reflection could answer back, erased in the very waves she created.
What a miserable existence hers was now. She'd not wish it upon anyone.
