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Liezel's journey with the Scions led her all over Eorzea... she left footprints in the sands of Thanalan, danced with the Sylphs of the Twelveswood, trailed the stars over the horizon of La Noscea, and found a warmth in the snow of Coerthas. It was in Coerthas that she found shelter in the company of a silver haired knight, whose shield embellished an emblem of roses. She listened intently to the words of a woman who revered in the Goddess of Ice... this woman yearned for peace between man and dragon, and Liezel realized that she too, wished wholeheartedly that such a future could be sought.And sought it was, but not without loss. One by one Liezel's companions fell, and each death were like a nail to her coffin. She was left under the care of House Fortemps, unable to keep the blooms of grief in her heart at bay. As much as she tried to stay strong in memory of them, her heart could not take it. It felt as if her body were conspiring against her—choking her in blooms and thorns and petals of melancholy and loss. It would take several weeks for Liezel to get back on her feet while the Scions handled what they could.To this day, Liezel could sometimes be seen visiting their graves within the cold winds of Coerthas.

YDA AND PAPALYMO
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CHARACTER

STORYLiezel hails from Dalmasca, raised by the Rava viera of a different tribe as well as the Moogles, after his parents left him to fend for himself deep within the woods of Golmore Jungle. They were unable to care for his strange illness that involved fevers, hallucinations, and unusually enough, coughing up flower petals, and left him for the wolves. The Moogles knew immediately that the bun had developed something known as Hanahaki Disease and took him in, doing do all they could to alleviate his symptoms. He grew close to his newfound companions, and this illness of his seemed to be improving bit by bit, until an invasion by the Garlean Empire warranted his escape, severing him from family.Stranded and heartbroken, Liezel's condition worsened, and she found herself in a struggle to stifle the flowers in her chest from blooming. It is not without the sincere, gentle care and kindness of Mother Miounne in Gridania that Liezel's blooms calmed down once more.Far from home, limited knowledge of her illness, and without the care of the Moogles, the future felt terrifying. Yet, Liezel found the resolve to venture out into the world to learn as much as she can of her disease, and to figure out how to cure it, if any method exists at all.One day, on an errand for the proprietress, Liezel runs into Yda and Papalymo, and it is though their chance encounter does the bun get swept into a storm as the budding Warrior of Light.

PERSONALITYSoft-spoken ♡ Kind ♡ Motherly ♡ Loyal ♡ Empathetic ♡ Optimistic
Patient ♡ Calm ♡ Reserved ♡ CuriousLiezel is largely a soft person at heart; he is kind, passionate, caring, and mother-like to a fault. He is someone to notice the smaller details in a person's mannerisms.. and if he knew you well, he would be able to tell right away if something was wrong! He is an open book of a person, highly empathetic, and very in tune with emotions of the heart. He has a deep love of the world around him... the good, the bad, and the ugly. He believes that no matter what experiences a person has gone through, they at least have the right to experience the good things that life can offer. Such ideals are readily challenged as he continues his journeys, but he tries hard to keep faith in the good of mankind.He can be quite the jokester, and can leave paths of "destruction" behind him in his fits of fun and chaotic ideas. It gives the bun much joy to bring a smile on someone's face, even in a gesture so small as giving someone a flower in thought of them. He is not afraid to reach out to his loved ones and let them know that he cares about them.There are sometimes those who genuinely wish to cause harm on others, this he understands. He understands that there could be no other path for them.. and no other choice to nip the bud before it blooms. If it comes to it, he does so with a heavy heart, a solemn face, and a scythe of pure white, tucking their memory away in a heart that wanted to see the best for them. Liezel has long since carried these memories with him, and not a day goes by that he doesn't believe such action were a mercy upon them.

CLASSESWhite Mage ♡ Liezel had learned the basics of white magic through the Moogles. She was a quick learner, and soon found out that she had a high aptitude for magic. Her healing magic can either feel like a warm hug, or a cool spring breeze to those who experience it.♡ ♡ ♡Red Mage ♡ To channel her aptitude of strength, she eventually turned to red magic — harnessing power through a sword. While she is still a bit clumsy, her spells are potent, and can rival the explosive power of Black Mages.♡ ♡ ♡Reaper ♡ While she rarely resorts to such measures, Liezel is terribly frightening with a scythe in hand... almost as if she was a natural. Her scythe is aspected with light aether, pure white in its appearance, and she retains a cool, calm composure when wielding it.♡ ♡ ♡