about ys Ys is my girl, my slasher DRK that I've had a lot of trouble solidifying my angle for years!Ys is a DRK/ALC/SWORDGIRLWITHMAGIC, that I play up as something of a freelance gleaner who's more interested in good experiences than genuine evil. She's trying to have a 'normal life', with a nest of dragon eggs and a bloody (and recent!) past.She's a bit of a goofball, loves her theatrics, but underneath the 'hoh hoh hoh~'s is an angry, spiteful dork. Formally educated with Sharlayan, and resentful of it! Informally educated by the order of Dark Knights, and resented by it!credits to!suncarrds (whose work I have butchered, thankies!) some adobe black marble texture, uhhh, ff14? and stuff

about me Hey! I'm a sappy dork that plays an evil dragon demon whatever lady! I am actually a HUGE SOFTY and PLEASE FORGIVE MY INSINCERE EDGE. Honestly i'm more likely to play a saturday morning cartoon villain but here we areYs is like, canonically more of a Dark Knight than anything! But I tend to play PLD and SAM more than anything. I'm not super great at the game, and wouldn't recommend roping me in for anything harder than EX difficulty fights!credits to!suncarrds (whose work I have butchered, thankies!) some adobe black marble texture, uhhh, ff14? and stuff

i.

Blurry Childhood Memories

Born in the backwaters of Dravania, Ys came about as the bastard child of two strays from different worlds. Her mother drifted far from her ivory towers stooping down to her father's level, or so she would tell herself as she left her mutt behind.Taught to swing a sword in between ramblings about 'family curses' and 'dark arts', Ys would learn a great many things before following her estranged mother to New Sharlayan in her formative years.Her homeland does not want her, anyway. Even though she was a mistake, it would be a grave one well to leave the brat behind as her kin sought out scapelizards for their typical witch-hunts. Half Elezen or not.

ii.

Institution

Working towards an apprenticeship with the Gleaners, Ys would fumble her way through a broad array of Life Sciences and Aetherology courses...until catching the attention of the wrong circles.Poorly socialized and among the upper crust, it took time for her to find a group to attach herself to - playing knight as she merrily picked flowers with her beloved companions.And yet, it was not meant to be - a tragic happening occuring in the ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ costing them their lives for the mistake of getting too close. The rumors of the girl who ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇ spread rapidly, the sealing of the Rhapsodies Quadrangle expedited before anything else became an open secret.

iii.

Doomed from the Start

Though wholly corrupted and inherently heretical, Ys would find herself back in her hometown after she was politely asked not to follow her mother during the exodus of New Sharlayan.After years of working in his shadow, Ys would walk away from a heated disagreement believing herself his slayer. She was too blinded by rage, to say nothing of the Calamity's fire rendering him to ash before her eyes.Once again absolved of her sins and escaping the consequences of her actions, Ys wanders deliriously into Coerthas feeling colder than the snow battering her burning body.

iv.

Homecoming

Ys would return to one of the only places she had any familiarity with, despite the pit in her stomach as she would emerge in New Sharlayan. Though the hearths are now dark, the halls cold, she is at home again.The town wears a new name, the faces have changed, and yet she continues to skulk around her neighbors fearing Inquisition agents among the friendly faces - or worse, Sharlayans.Biding her time and earning coin to fill her belly, these quiet years pass by like a blur, the edge going dull.

v.

A World Without Song

The end of the Dragonsong War brought Ys little peace but the illusion of a home in Ishgard. And yet, a certain interloper saw fit to break the seals on the Rhapsodies Quadrangle and allow Ys to traipse about as she sees fit.And seeing something that filled her with the greatest sense of dread and joy, sought to relive the experience - over and again.Consumed by pareidolia, Ys begins to see ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ everywhere...everywhere but within herself. And there's a whole world to see, just her and ▇▇▇▇▇.

vi.

Letting Go

It's unclear what motivated Ys to 'move on', though were you to ask her she would tell you it's the power of friendship...what happened to other friends, pray tell?Excommunicated by the Holy See and formally terminated by the Gleaner's Guildship, it's a matter of perspective whether she's a pariah or a free-agent.She claims to have seen the world for what it is, but in truth, has come to fear it seeing her for what she is.

ㅤThe Family Curseㅤ

Those who had the distinct pleasure of growing up in the middle of nowhere Dravania may have heard about the child of a washed-up knight and an unwanted scholar, or gods forbid met her.Ishgardians and their ilk may have heard talk of the lizard child over the mountains, perhaps of the treacherous dark knight who purportedly slew her own father. And now, an urban legend whispering on the wind from the corpse of New Sharlayan.

ㅤThe Sharlayan Connectionㅤ

Over a decade ago, New Sharlayan was a thriving hub of knowledge and power until its denizens fled back over the sea. They left behind much, and Ys has trouble letting go.Despite being excommunicated, and indignantly aligned against these people...she haunts her old colleagues, makes dealings with the scum of their ranks, and has seemingly been working to ingratiate herself to her peers. She's not subtle, she's obsessed.

ㅤJust Passing Throughㅤ

A humble 'gleaner' just blew into town, which is always an ill omen. But there's a certain wrongness to her aloof gaze, her words coaxing the strangest feelings.Oftentimes, this is a matter of social awkwardness, a little discretion and a goofy smile working wonders to ease the stillness of the air. And yet, other times, it's hard to look away knowing full well what's about to happen.

ㅤA Gatherer of Thingsㅤ

Whether it's maintaining a ruse or offering her services out of the kindness of her heart, Ys is surprisingly reliable at foraging, scavenging, and other legitimate means of 'acquisitions' as she'd call it...rather than playing fetch.However, everything has a price - and those who strike deals with her may realized they got more than they bargained for. While this may sound overtly malicious, this often simply manifests as an inappropriate attachment to her 'new friends'.

ㅤToil and Troubleㅤ

Though she admittedly squandered much of her time at New Sharlayan, Ys did show a good deal of promise in a laboratory setting. Her services are for sale, but results may vary...and how the hell did you even get her number?Herbal remedies, salves, potions, and elixirs are elementary matters - textbook even. However, all work and no play makes Ys a dull girl!Explosives, narcotics, poisons, exotic extracts, dubious glands of unknown origin...fun stuuuuff, haha. Fun stuuuuuff.

The Echoing Eyeㅤ

No amount of red tape could stop people from whispering about what happened that night in New Sharlayan, though details became muddied by the hasty cover-ups.Now all that's left is a conspiracy left behind like an embarrassing pet project, untied loose ends, and unexplained murders with victims noted as having their ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇.One may find themselves following a lead, or find themselves at the wrong place and the wrong time. No witnesses...
( Don't worry I won't kill you :( )

♡ Bruewyn

ㅤConspirator, confidantㅤ

For a person who clings to paranoid delusions so readily, Ys couldn't help but cling to this information broker's side...perhaps it's the scar?Ys speaks freely, perhaps too freely, and is as usual fortunate to surround herself in well-meaning people.

♡ Lyezal

ㅤWitness, Witness meㅤ

A fool who found herself wandering into Ys' turf, following in the footsteps of victims in search of forbidden magics. This one got off easy, and got what she wanted.Friendship!~

♡ Nulune

ㅤA like mindㅤ

Ys met this knightly sort in the casual comfort of a burlesque with a mutual friend, the silks suiting her much nicer than the steel.Though fawning over her stoic companion at first, in time she found a surprising amount of genuine common ground.

♡ whoa whos

ㅤthis sexy beastㅤ

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♡ Haruka

ㅤA good Influenceㅤ

Ys is damned lucky she met Haruka when she did - the stars aligned for her to be mere food for thought.Deeply dissociating, Ys would find ironic clarity in her hypnotic friend's words.

" The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea... "