Pjel of Qoet
dark knight ◈ monster hunter ◈ sky pirate
Dead I am the one exterminating son slipping through the trees strangling the breeze dead i am the sky watching angels cry while they slowly turn conquering the worm dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my dragula...
( maybe i'm a lion )
| NAME: | Pjel Qoet |
| RACE: | Rava Viera |
| GENDER: | Female (she/her) |
| AGE: | ??? (looks to be 30s) |
| HEIGHT/BUILD: | 7' / broad shouldered, well muscled |
| ORIENTATION: | Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy |
| LOVERS: | Lofn Yascaret, Aja Hyskaris |
| MARKS: | A tattoo on the bridge of her nose; freckling across nose and cheeks. |
| PIERCINGS: | None. |
| SCARS: | Numerous, largely superficial; bullet wound at her shoulder, claws and/or teeth in her side. |
| OCCUPATION: | Monster hunter, mercenary, sky pirate |
| JOB: | Dark Knight |
| WEAPON(S): | Greatsword, spear, gunblade? |
| 🠉 Fearless | 🠋 Reckless | ✔ Swords | 🗙 Spicy food |
| ✚ Resolute | ─ Distant | ✔ Big Swords | 🗙 Machines |
| ✚ Loyal | ─ Inflexible | ✔ Wife... | 🗙 Garleans |
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There are worlds apart between the Pjel that was and the Pjel that is: once an unstable youth plagued by anger, she has forged herself anew since divorcing herself from the Wood. In Rabanastre, she found both purpose and stability in the form of a higher calling, and though that kingdom has fallen, she still holds fast to the things that have made her better. For injustice, punishment; for tyranny, vengeance; for the Empire, death. There can be nothing less.
While she has been away from the front for a time, she nevertheless continues to serve in smaller ways. A steady figure around Kugane and the surrounding territories, Pjel of Qoet rarely shies away from a chance to serve as the knight she has become, grim and stalwart.
At a height of seven full fulms, Pjel stands on the taller end of the spectrum even for Viera. She lacks much of the lithe elegance typified by her kin, instead bearing a broad and well-muscled figure. Long limbs, tall ears, and a typically dour expression can give her an imposing appearance even when she is not clad in the full gold-and-crimson plate she often favors.
| GOALS | To serve and protect, to aid in the destruction and/or dismantling of the Empire, to live to see Ivalice freed. Kiss women. Make Lofn and Aja proud. |
| CHERISHES | Her sword and armor. The crystal, red and whispering. The approval and company of her partners. |
| DISLIKES | Rain. Amateurism. Push-overs. Garleans. Alcohol. |
| FEARS | NOTHING... but machina. |
Lofn Yascaret ( ♥ )
The first love, and the most beautiful woman Pjel has ever seen. She has had great difficulty in navigating this second chance, but there is little she would not do for Lofn, even if it means striving towards airships and other such horrible machines.
Aja Hyskaris ( ♥ )
Having fought and nearly died with Aja in their time in Rabanastre, to say Pjel thinks highly of her is no exaggeration. To say Pjel thinks fondly of her is something that seems obvious to everyone but herself - or perhaps it is a guilt, a fear of unworthiness, that keeps her lips sealed and her feelings in check.
Somebody's Name ( heehoo peanut )
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Somebody's Name ( heehoo peanut )
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Somebody's Name ( heehoo peanut )
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etc etc i have a lot of names to put in this list now! ( and shapes? )
head empty!!!!!
Lente's Bole
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Clan Centurio
An active hunter for Clan Centurio. Hunting men is far more sporting, but monsters and beasts have granted her some coin and infamy. From Kugane, she has taken a habit of watching over novice hunters; in Ishgard, rumors abound of a foreign trio challenging and besting a Behemoth.
Wood Warder
Even apart from Her boughs, Pjel remains quietly devout to the will of the Wood. Shame cannot destroy who she is no matter how much her mothers wish it so; distance cannot deplete her love of home no matter how bitter the memory.
Dark Knight
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