Appearance: A Midlander in peak condition, his white hair notable as a unique trait from the rest of his family, he wears markings of Doman design and a suit of Black Armor.
Personality: Charming, Flirtatious, Gentlemanly. Kind when he knows someone, deadly when he views them as a threat to him or those he cares for. Fiercely loyal to those able to get close to him.
Present situation: Currently working for unknown clients aswell as a Free Company, he travels Eorzea working to achive his goal of ridding the land of the Garlean threat and those who would cause harm to people he cares for. Tends to operate Dark
- The Birth of the Darkness. (Near Carteneau) - Paulemont and a Rogue were fighting Imperial scouts, Paule' cared greatly for his friend, his love, she fought so gracefully and had a softer attitude than most Rogues.
"Come on Paule' don't be so reckless, stealth is our advantage, you charge in too much"
Paule' smiled at the smaller frame of the Hyur woman, he knew she was right.
"Aye, you have the right of it Joy' "
She smiled at him, such a warming sight to him, not one that lasted long as the sound of Magitek Armor approaching caused the two to grow serious.
"Joy'!?"
The battle had been raging the two having used their speed to evade attacks and strike down the Garleans, until the sound of a gunshot rang out and Paule' saw the round strike his love in place of him.
He rushed to her aid, noting the fatal wound he yelled out in anger, mind clouded by rage he struck at the Gunsword wielding Garlean caring not for the wounds he recieved to his face. In his rage he defeated the Garlean, the field of battle fell silent as he took hold of Joy'.
"….Paule'…..I'm…sorry…"
Realising why he placed a hand on her cheek his eyes filling with tears.
"Joy' please….you can't….this is….if I had only listened…"
Joy' smiled weakly up at him.
"You were fighting for me….to protect me…it…wasn't….your…..fault."
Paule' looked into her eyes, the life fading from them.
"Paule….I love….you…."
"I love you too"
With those words she slipped away leaving Paule clutching her body, tears streaming down his face.
- The Decent -
Two years had past since the loss of Joy' time not having lessened the sting Paule' returned to Ishgard, taking up a life of Flirting and Drinking, trying to hide from the pain that burnt in his heart every day, never succeeding. His days spent with the other nobels his nights the Bars, the next blow however would be the one to drive him to the Darkness within.
-The final straw-
Paule' had recieved a desperate communication from his parents so he rushed home. Upon arrival at the estate he was greeted by the sight of several of the finest healers.
"Not…again."
His eyes grew wide as he ran into the main house.
"What….happe-"
Noticing his parents faces he looked over to a bed, there he saw it, His younger brother, motionless.
"No…not…I can't…please not…not again…."
His father looked at Paule' he went to speak but Paule simply ran from the room to the Armory grabbing his blades, his eyes burning with rage and hatred he grabbed one of the guards that brought his brother home.
"Where!?!"
The guard looks at Paule'
"S-Sir I…I can't"
Paule' snarled and placed the blade against the guards neck.
"One.Last.Chance"
The guards eyes went wide.
"N-Near the Steel Vigil"
Paule' pushed the guard out of the way and made haste to the location where he was expected.
"Mou' I will destroy those that did this!"
A voice spoke out from within the shadows of the Vigil
"Is that so?"
Paule' glanced around taking note of the figures stepping out from the shadows.
"Garleans…you…BASTARDS!!!"
The Figure still hidden in the shadows raises a hand.
"Now now boy, do not be hasty lest you wish to join your precious love and your brother"
Paule's eyes narrow his grip on his blades tighten.
"You dare…you dare speak of Joy', scum like you is not fit to-"
The figure steps into the light, a pureblood Garlean his eyes look at Paule' a smirk gracing his lips.
"Aye, I dare, that woman had been a thorn in our side as had you, the trap your brother sprang…."
He pauses the smirk turning into a sick grin.
"Was meant for you, I watched you that day, watched as she died in your arms and now that look, he died from his wounds."
Paule' sneers at the Garlean.
"I will make you suffer for this!"
The Garlean chuckled.
"Now that isn't very Nobel is it, I've been tracking you since that day, waiting till you left that wreched city, and all it took was the death of your brother, well done"
With that Paule's anger took hold and he attacked.
-The Aftermath-
The now lone Garlean clapped as he stood infront of a heavily wounded Paule'.
"You impress me boy, someone like you could do wonders in the Empire."
Paule's body shook with pain and he spat some blood at the feet of the Garlean.
"G-Go….to the S-seventh hell….y-you bastard….."
The Garlean sighed and took a step back drawing his Gunblade.
"I am afraid that you will be there long before I"
In a last deperate attepmt Paule forced his body to move his hands making the required gestures he used Katon to blast the Garlean with fire, the blast knocking Paule' back the Garlean recieving a burn to his face.
"This is far from over, your family isn't safe so long as you are around them, no one is"
With those words the Garlean fled the scene as the Temple knights ran up as Paule faded out of conciousness.
-The Promise-
A month of recovery and rehabilitation pass, Paule speaks to his parents of his wish to travel, to learn, to become a true ninja and to find the Garlean responsible for his pain, he leaves on his quest, hiding in plain sight but making a solemn vow…
"Never again will someone I care for be hurt or die through my actions."
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505 weeks ago