pukwight | tales of loss and fire and faith

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PRE-CANON

The only child of a duskwight couple living in the farthest northern reaches of Coerthas. Three generations ago, his ancestors fled the Black Shroud and the mistreatment suffered there by duskwight elezen for the greener pastures (so to speak) of Coerthas, under the rule of the Holy See of Ishgard. The land their diasporic community lived on was part of the holdings of House Haillenarte, known for their fairness, and as a result Drividot had as decent a childhood as anyone could reasonably hope: Though marked by suffering and privation, for Coerthas is a harsh land and the dragon wars tore through the region as they did any other, he survived strong and healthy and whole. He learned his letters and sums at the chapel school as well as how to cook, weave, work leather and wood, and to hunt and survive in the Coerthan wilderness, and he was looking to lead a hard but happy enough life in the manner of his parents and theirs before them.

Then the Calamity came.

In its wake, Coerthas froze in an eternal winter, and the difficult life of a rural peasant became, Drividot soon realized, impossible. He was one of the first of the community to realize that spring wasn't coming, and subsequently that he had to leave if he wanted any kind of a future at all. But as he tried to work his way south to Gridania (and he viewed the return to his people's ancestral homeland as exciting and auspicious), he ran into difficulty keeping the money and necessities flowing, and had no choice but to turn to smuggling. To his unease, he discovered not only that he was good at it, but that he enjoyed it a great deal. As a result of this, Drividot began to displace this onto a sort of alter ego he developed for his life of crime, "Saint Sachevere." Drividot/Sachevere were responsible for moving not only money and necessities--what Drividot strictly needed--but also soon luxuries, things Drividot had never had back in his home and which, he discovered, he really was surpassingly fond of. It took Drividot almost five years to make it all the way to the Black Shroud, and over that time he learned a great deal about luxury markets, luxury goods, how to care for them, move them, identify them, and wear them. When he finally crossed the border into Gridania, he resolved to put all of that behind him--even formally "killing" Saint Sachevere--but what is known is difficult to un-know, and he remains haunted by Saint Sachevere and the part of his personality that he represents still.

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A REALM REBORN

Drividot arrived in Gridania fresh from faking his criminal alter-ego’s death, an archer with little more than the clothes on his back. Thinking that the return to his ancestors’ homeland marked an auspicious occasion, he thought to celebrate with a drink, and it took him four hours to find a place that would serve alcohol to duskwights. (Gridania is really racist, y’all). In any event, he began to work towards his primary goal: earning enough gil that he could send some back to his family in Coerthas. However, in between doing anything asked of him if he would get paid for it, he met up with two Sharlayan oddballs, Papalymo and Yda, his work suddenly took a military turn... and he started having visions, hearing voices, and being trailed by mages dressed all in black. He was, it turned out, uncommonly good at staying alive... and uncommonly good at killing beastmen at the behest of a state. After foiling an Ixali plot to defile Gridania’s most sacred tree, Kan-E-Senna, the city-state’s leader, named him an envoy—and after he had yet another vision in her presence, identified his malady: he had the Echo.

The Echo is understood to be a rare and near-miraculous ability, a gift from the Mothercrystal—the heart of the star itself—that renders its bearer not only capable of the aforementioned visions of the past, but of understanding all languages and resisting the mind-control (“tempering”) of deific beings. This, along with Drividot’s aforementioned prowess, made him the ideal candidate for a scheme of Kan-E-Senna’s, to foster friendship between the three City-States of Eorzea, so recently turned to discord in the wake of the Calamity. He served as envoy for her, traveling between Gridania in the Black Shroud, the jewel of the Thanalan desert Ul’dah, and the maritime power Limsa Lominsa on the isle of Vylbrand, promoting a ceremony of remembrance—and gathering intelligence and all sorts of new friends, particularly a pair of twins who made themselves acquainted to him during the ceremonies. The boy, Alphinaud, expressed his disdain for the posturing of each city-state, their problems and hypocrises on full display—the girl, Alisaie, maintained a distant and stony silence.

Remember those names, they’re going to be important later.

In between all of this, he also acquitted himself well in dangerous missions in the caverns of Sastasha, the tomb of Tam-Tara, and the mines of Copperbell, earning rewards that certainly seemed handsome to him—the majority of which he sent home to his family in Coerthas. Drividot was developing a reputation as not only strong and reliable, but kind-hearted and brave: he was willing to stand up for the oppressed and friendless. It was probably this trait, beyond most others, that caught the attention of another faction: The Scions of the Seventh Dawn.

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HEAVENSWARD

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STORMBLOOD

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SHADOWBRINGERS

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