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Other characters in game: None
IC Information
Character Name: Ramza Beoulve
Character Canon: Final Fantasy Tactics, Original Universe
Character Age/Gender: Twenty-two, Male
Canon Point: The moment of death of the final boss and collapse of the Graveyard of Airships
Character Canon History:
Many fanciful stories tell tales of ascension and triumph; wherein a common man, through his commitment to kindness and love, rises from the depths of pain and obscurity to peace, fame, and prosperity, his efforts redeemed with a grand recompense of power and happiness. Few souls would tell or hear tales of suffering and hardship, where title, kin, and happiness are abandoned in the endeavour of such ideas as 'justice,' 'peace,' or 'truth' in a world that would insistently pay them no mind. Fewer still would hear of princes abandoning their thrones never to return, of kind souls becoming pariahs in the eyes of the people, their exploits unknown and untold.
Those that would, however, would know the truest heroes of all.
Ramza Beoulve was a promising young man, the last and merely half-blooded son in a line of nobles and heroes- His father, Barbaneth Beoulve, being an esteemed Knight-Gallant in the order of the northern sky, his mother a woman of no name or title. Even in his boyhood, much like his father, his mind was one of temperance and contemplation, and his humility enough to find comfort in the close friendship of Delita Heiral- the son of an impoverished farming family, taken with his sister Tietra into house Beoulve after their parents' death at the hands of the black plague. With both of them enlisted as a knight-cadet at an early age following the great Barbaneth's passing from illness, they showed promising mettle and skill, both looking forward to a bright future as proper knights and heroes in the order of the Northern Sky.
However, no noble would ever know the pain and hardship of impoverished peasants in the aftermath of a war seven years fought- least of all the powers that be. While Ramza and Delita were away on duty seeking to rout a rising anarchist brigade terrorizing the nobility, Tietra was taken hostage in a raid on the noble houses of Eagrose, mistaken for a scion of noble blood. In defiance of the orders of his fellow nobles and his own order of knights, the two embarked on a mission to see her returned safely; it was not in the interest of nobility to save a girl of common blood, and any attempts to clear the situation with words fell upon deaf ears on both sides. The incident culminated with the dissolution of the anarchist brigade, but not before a final standoff with the brigade's final loyalist- a standoff which resulted in Tietra's untimely death, both Ramza and Delita watching aghast as the nobles saw a mere common girl as no impediment to action or arrows.
Ramza emerged from the incident confused and horrified. The ghastly acts of the manipulative aristocracy- of his own blood, no less- broke what little kinship remained between him and his family. And as Delita ventured to retrieve Tietra's body, the ignition of a stockpile of power and munitions seemed to destroy the final tether to the life he'd always known. Gone were the comfortable illusions of noble blood, the tears and pain of the wretched no longer quieted, his back no longer turned to the wicked truth of an uncaring world.
And it was turned, instead, upon the wicked ways of uncaring nobles.
Years later, in a time where the king of all Ivalice would fall dead with the prince still in his infancy, a power struggle emerged between the two kingdoms seeking their place as Lord Regent. Ramza would find his skills put to use as a meager sell-sword, but a chance encounter while assigned to protect Princess Ovelia of the royal family brought him eye-to-eye with a relic from his old life he'd not wished to leave behind... Delita Heiral, kidnapping the Princess while wearing the colors of The Order of the Southern Sky. In his pursuit, the two came face-to-face on the battlefield, but friendship and pure intentions won over political rivalries and the two would see themselves united in defense of the princess. The two would part ways once again, albeit relieved at each others' well being, but not before Delita confided a crucial bit of information to Ramza: A conspiracy that would reshape the powers-that-be in Ivalice. And, his eyes opened by his manipulation in the past, Delita's vow to not stand idly while the nobes plotted their campaigns.
To protect the Princess, Ramza entrusted her to the Holy Church of Glabados in Lionel, whose neutrality would uphold even in the midst of a kingdom-wide war. However, the Church had its own plans for Ivalice, and in the end would serve only their interests as a political entity... and the princess was quite a bargaining chip in their hands. Hoping to rescue Ovelia from their clutches, Ramza returned to the church at Lionel only to come face-to-face with the High Cardinal Delacroix... who then assumed the form of a demon in hopes to silence Ramza. His attempt ultimately failed, but the murder of a High Cardinal would brand Ramza as a heretic to the entire land... and ensure that there would be none who would hear his words accusing the church of conspiracy and demonic pacts.
Learning that the Church sought the use of holy relics to accomplish both of these goals, Ramza took the advice and company of his younger sister, Alma, in tracking down the relics so that they would remain safely out of the church's hands. However, Alma would soon fall into the clutches of the Knights Templar, the elite soldiers of the church and prime manipulators of the Church's actions. But while the Church and its cardinals sought politcal control over Ivalice in halting the war between the warring factions, the Knights-Templar sought instead the revival of a fallen angel- one who had threatened the earth before in the very gospel of the Church. Ramza and Delita would come to each others' aid once more in their efforts to end the war before the Church's involvement, ultimately causing a standstill that Delita, instead, would use to assume political power... following the convenient loss of both potential Lord Regents, of course.
The tendrils of the Knights-Templar stretched as far and wide as the gospel itself, unfortunately, and to the end of saving his beloved sister Ramza was forced to do battle with the Church, knights and brigands on every step of his path, and in the end even his own kin proved to be a party to the conspiracy: His patricidal oldest brother, Dycedarg, found his sentence for conspiracy and the murder of Barbaneth at the tip of Ramza's blade, and his remaining brother Zalbaag- who had been a staunch defender of his brother even at his darkest- found himself a miserable puppet of politics and later magic... and would only find repose as Ramza put him to a tearful, bloody rest. Foiling the demonic plot of the Knights-Templar led Ramza to a final battle in the lost ruins of the previous battle with the forces of darkness, his own sister hostage to forces far more fiendish than any aristocracy. Yet, Razma and the small list of allies he'd gathered in his travels would put an end to their demonic deeds once more.
His actions against the church and its conspiracy hushed for centuries, Ramza's name would only live on in history as the bastard son of his noble house who'd murdered his own brothers and vanished off the face of the earth.
Character Personality:
"Hear me, Ramza. For generations, we Beoulves have stood foremost of
those who serve the Crown. Ours is the soul of the knight. Become a knight
worthy of your name. Tolerate no injustice. Stray not from the true path. You
will know the path you must walk. A Beoulve can...can walk no other..."
-Barbaneth Beowulve, Knight-Gallant, upon his deathbed.
Such words were among the last uttered by Ramza's father, and have irrefutably shaped his heart, mind, and life. Ramza, in spite of being a scion from a line of knightly noblemen fully intent on following in his family's established path, stands out from many of his fellow knights (and, arguably, nobles) as being a thinker first and foremost, a fighter second. While he is driven to action by a strong sense of duty, he approaches his challenges and dilemmas with careful consideration and scrutiny, and in spite of his martial skill he has no love for battle or war, often being the last to draw his sword and opening (or, at times, interrupting) battle with desperate parley... with varying degrees of success. Furthermore, as his family's last-born son- and bastard son, no less- coming of age while his siblings all held high ranks of knighthood and estate, Ramza has been blessed with sincere humility and is often unencumbered by personal matters of ego. In spite of this, he is no stranger to the pains of emotion, albeit often appearing somber or introverted in place of anger or hatred- even when it would be, arguably, justifiable. However, in spite of outward appearances, he is not one to forget injustice- let alone to forgive it- and though he may appear calm or morose, he is more likely to return the favor later, with discretion and subtlety, than to lash out in anger.
If anything, Ramza's demeanor has been tempered by proverbial fire from the moment he'd stepped into his first skirmish. The son of a noble family, he once believed that it was only personal merit that elevated the lofty and sank the unworthy- that acts such as thievery were conscious decisions rather than acts of desperation. But in being made to turn his sword on his country's own unknighted defenders turned starving thieves come the end of the war and seeing his godbrother's little sister made an 'inconsequential' casualty of an unjust battle turned his definition of heroism further away from the values of avaricious nobles and further towards compassion for his fellow man. And while it was the shame of his former lifestyle that led him to- at first- reject the hero's call, it was the desire not to see his own mistakes repeated that drove him to take up the mantle of heroism.
Furthermore his reluctance must not be mistaken for weakness or even cowardice; in times of desperation, he was able to bring himself to kill countrymen, clergy, and his own brothers- acts so ghoulish he would have never wished them upon his own enemies, let alone himself, but with the heaviness in his heart surpassed only by the burden of necessity upon his shoulders. In the end, in spite of his aspirations and deeds, he walks as he always has: Compassion and devotion at his front, guilt and uncertainty in his shadow, and above all else a commitment to maintaining what honor and kinship he still holds to his inexorably-tarnished name. As such, he treasures what few meaningful relationships he forges and treats them with the utmost care and dedication.
Character Abilities: While Ramza can technically use any magic or physical skill ingame available to non-plot characters, such a breadth of skill would be absurd to assume in practice; therefore, a small spread of common player selections will be given as his repertoire.
Mettle: Having never formally graduated from the military academy, Ramza's unique skills are based less on martial prestige and baed more on leading through empathy and passion. A technique called Tailwind bolster's an ally's speed by having them follow his lead; a Steel command will reinforce an ally's courage and defense; and a primal Scream from Ramza's core evokes a rage from within himself that quickens his movements and empowers his attacks. But Ramza's most basic technique- and arguably the most indicative of his methods- is a simple Chant that, with a touch, will trade a fraction of Ramza's lifeforce to knit the wounds of an ally.
Jump: A technique devised by an order of warriors known for emulating the swooping attacks of dragonkind, the Jump technique foregoes the usual battle charge in favor of a colossal, inhuman leap that brings the praciticioner down on their target with frightening force. Additionally, through this training, Ramza is able to Ignore Elevation and clear large heights and obstacles with ease.
General Fighting Ability: While hardly supernatural, Ramza possesses considerable prowess in battle and is adept at not only accurately striking his foes and deftly dodging their attacks, but also in well-placed counterattacks, bare-handed fighting, and using a weapon in each hand.
Character Inventory: In spite of having carried the Auracite for months in his own world, as conduits to the divine beings of Ivalice, the stones will not be accompanying Ramza into Saeng Seong and will instead be left behind in his own world. Ramza will, however, be carrying with him the assortment of equipment he wore into battle; namely his armor and his two swords, Ragnarok and Defender.
Samples:
[For an interaction sample, I offer Ramza's training with Agrias in Soul Campaign when she first wielded his weapon form, or his dialog with her upon first becoming aware of her arrival. In Soul Campaign, Ramza is taken both from the same universe and same canon-point as he in Rekindled.]
Third-person sample:
A handshake. A handshake, and he had returned from the dead to the living.
In that instant when he'd first arrived, Ramza had mistaken the cold, miserable shivers for his own death throes. And long after the devil's death rattle left his ears, the ground beneath his weak knees ceased to crumble and fall, and the blinding light soon became a warm glow of lanterns, the chills and sense of... loss only gripped him tighter. "It's okay," they said as they had him rise to his feet. "You're not hurt."
They spoke of a crisis; of contact and touch, and deeds so simple given such power as to fuel an entire city. And though his mind puzzled to hear it, Ramza nodded, and agreed, and took their words for true... but, all the same, he could not believe them for the hollowness that gnawed and festered in his gut. In his heart.
Indeed, it was not a wind of words that revived him but the sympathy from a passing soul. A fellow 'guest,' he as he introduced himself; one who, Ramza reflected, must have taken heed of his weariness and bid him aside. Offered Ramza his hand, and- in courtesy- Ramza returned his own.
And, from something so simple, the sickness waned, and warmed trickled back into place. And before Ramza could pause to consider the boon, the stranger pulled him into an embrace... and the trickle turned to the warmth of a roaring fire. Whether out of relief or gratitude, Ramza didn't even think to let go... not until his savior pulled away with a warm smile and a pat of his shoulder. "Welcome to Saeng Seong," he spoke, and strode off without another word.
And now, minutes later, Ramza was still in rumination, staring transfixed at his own hand. To have the stranger rouse him from his misery by so humble an act was almost unimaginable. But to save a city, to change the world by such means...? Or that he, himself, could do the same?
But he soon enough quieted the doubts in his mind. After all, he still had much to learn of his new 'home,' and such common kindness was hardly a trying task...
Player Name: Prof
Player Age: 27
Player Contact:
Player/Character HMD: http://heretic-hamlet.dreamwidth.org/396.html
Other characters in game: None
IC Information
Character Name: Ramza Beoulve
Character Canon: Final Fantasy Tactics, Original Universe
Character Age/Gender: Twenty-two, Male
Canon Point: The moment of death of the final boss and collapse of the Graveyard of Airships
Character Canon History:
Many fanciful stories tell tales of ascension and triumph; wherein a common man, through his commitment to kindness and love, rises from the depths of pain and obscurity to peace, fame, and prosperity, his efforts redeemed with a grand recompense of power and happiness. Few souls would tell or hear tales of suffering and hardship, where title, kin, and happiness are abandoned in the endeavour of such ideas as 'justice,' 'peace,' or 'truth' in a world that would insistently pay them no mind. Fewer still would hear of princes abandoning their thrones never to return, of kind souls becoming pariahs in the eyes of the people, their exploits unknown and untold.
Those that would, however, would know the truest heroes of all.
Ramza Beoulve was a promising young man, the last and merely half-blooded son in a line of nobles and heroes- His father, Barbaneth Beoulve, being an esteemed Knight-Gallant in the order of the northern sky, his mother a woman of no name or title. Even in his boyhood, much like his father, his mind was one of temperance and contemplation, and his humility enough to find comfort in the close friendship of Delita Heiral- the son of an impoverished farming family, taken with his sister Tietra into house Beoulve after their parents' death at the hands of the black plague. With both of them enlisted as a knight-cadet at an early age following the great Barbaneth's passing from illness, they showed promising mettle and skill, both looking forward to a bright future as proper knights and heroes in the order of the Northern Sky.
However, no noble would ever know the pain and hardship of impoverished peasants in the aftermath of a war seven years fought- least of all the powers that be. While Ramza and Delita were away on duty seeking to rout a rising anarchist brigade terrorizing the nobility, Tietra was taken hostage in a raid on the noble houses of Eagrose, mistaken for a scion of noble blood. In defiance of the orders of his fellow nobles and his own order of knights, the two embarked on a mission to see her returned safely; it was not in the interest of nobility to save a girl of common blood, and any attempts to clear the situation with words fell upon deaf ears on both sides. The incident culminated with the dissolution of the anarchist brigade, but not before a final standoff with the brigade's final loyalist- a standoff which resulted in Tietra's untimely death, both Ramza and Delita watching aghast as the nobles saw a mere common girl as no impediment to action or arrows.
Ramza emerged from the incident confused and horrified. The ghastly acts of the manipulative aristocracy- of his own blood, no less- broke what little kinship remained between him and his family. And as Delita ventured to retrieve Tietra's body, the ignition of a stockpile of power and munitions seemed to destroy the final tether to the life he'd always known. Gone were the comfortable illusions of noble blood, the tears and pain of the wretched no longer quieted, his back no longer turned to the wicked truth of an uncaring world.
And it was turned, instead, upon the wicked ways of uncaring nobles.
Years later, in a time where the king of all Ivalice would fall dead with the prince still in his infancy, a power struggle emerged between the two kingdoms seeking their place as Lord Regent. Ramza would find his skills put to use as a meager sell-sword, but a chance encounter while assigned to protect Princess Ovelia of the royal family brought him eye-to-eye with a relic from his old life he'd not wished to leave behind... Delita Heiral, kidnapping the Princess while wearing the colors of The Order of the Southern Sky. In his pursuit, the two came face-to-face on the battlefield, but friendship and pure intentions won over political rivalries and the two would see themselves united in defense of the princess. The two would part ways once again, albeit relieved at each others' well being, but not before Delita confided a crucial bit of information to Ramza: A conspiracy that would reshape the powers-that-be in Ivalice. And, his eyes opened by his manipulation in the past, Delita's vow to not stand idly while the nobes plotted their campaigns.
To protect the Princess, Ramza entrusted her to the Holy Church of Glabados in Lionel, whose neutrality would uphold even in the midst of a kingdom-wide war. However, the Church had its own plans for Ivalice, and in the end would serve only their interests as a political entity... and the princess was quite a bargaining chip in their hands. Hoping to rescue Ovelia from their clutches, Ramza returned to the church at Lionel only to come face-to-face with the High Cardinal Delacroix... who then assumed the form of a demon in hopes to silence Ramza. His attempt ultimately failed, but the murder of a High Cardinal would brand Ramza as a heretic to the entire land... and ensure that there would be none who would hear his words accusing the church of conspiracy and demonic pacts.
Learning that the Church sought the use of holy relics to accomplish both of these goals, Ramza took the advice and company of his younger sister, Alma, in tracking down the relics so that they would remain safely out of the church's hands. However, Alma would soon fall into the clutches of the Knights Templar, the elite soldiers of the church and prime manipulators of the Church's actions. But while the Church and its cardinals sought politcal control over Ivalice in halting the war between the warring factions, the Knights-Templar sought instead the revival of a fallen angel- one who had threatened the earth before in the very gospel of the Church. Ramza and Delita would come to each others' aid once more in their efforts to end the war before the Church's involvement, ultimately causing a standstill that Delita, instead, would use to assume political power... following the convenient loss of both potential Lord Regents, of course.
The tendrils of the Knights-Templar stretched as far and wide as the gospel itself, unfortunately, and to the end of saving his beloved sister Ramza was forced to do battle with the Church, knights and brigands on every step of his path, and in the end even his own kin proved to be a party to the conspiracy: His patricidal oldest brother, Dycedarg, found his sentence for conspiracy and the murder of Barbaneth at the tip of Ramza's blade, and his remaining brother Zalbaag- who had been a staunch defender of his brother even at his darkest- found himself a miserable puppet of politics and later magic... and would only find repose as Ramza put him to a tearful, bloody rest. Foiling the demonic plot of the Knights-Templar led Ramza to a final battle in the lost ruins of the previous battle with the forces of darkness, his own sister hostage to forces far more fiendish than any aristocracy. Yet, Razma and the small list of allies he'd gathered in his travels would put an end to their demonic deeds once more.
His actions against the church and its conspiracy hushed for centuries, Ramza's name would only live on in history as the bastard son of his noble house who'd murdered his own brothers and vanished off the face of the earth.
Character Personality:
"Hear me, Ramza. For generations, we Beoulves have stood foremost of
those who serve the Crown. Ours is the soul of the knight. Become a knight
worthy of your name. Tolerate no injustice. Stray not from the true path. You
will know the path you must walk. A Beoulve can...can walk no other..."
-Barbaneth Beowulve, Knight-Gallant, upon his deathbed.
Such words were among the last uttered by Ramza's father, and have irrefutably shaped his heart, mind, and life. Ramza, in spite of being a scion from a line of knightly noblemen fully intent on following in his family's established path, stands out from many of his fellow knights (and, arguably, nobles) as being a thinker first and foremost, a fighter second. While he is driven to action by a strong sense of duty, he approaches his challenges and dilemmas with careful consideration and scrutiny, and in spite of his martial skill he has no love for battle or war, often being the last to draw his sword and opening (or, at times, interrupting) battle with desperate parley... with varying degrees of success. Furthermore, as his family's last-born son- and bastard son, no less- coming of age while his siblings all held high ranks of knighthood and estate, Ramza has been blessed with sincere humility and is often unencumbered by personal matters of ego. In spite of this, he is no stranger to the pains of emotion, albeit often appearing somber or introverted in place of anger or hatred- even when it would be, arguably, justifiable. However, in spite of outward appearances, he is not one to forget injustice- let alone to forgive it- and though he may appear calm or morose, he is more likely to return the favor later, with discretion and subtlety, than to lash out in anger.
If anything, Ramza's demeanor has been tempered by proverbial fire from the moment he'd stepped into his first skirmish. The son of a noble family, he once believed that it was only personal merit that elevated the lofty and sank the unworthy- that acts such as thievery were conscious decisions rather than acts of desperation. But in being made to turn his sword on his country's own unknighted defenders turned starving thieves come the end of the war and seeing his godbrother's little sister made an 'inconsequential' casualty of an unjust battle turned his definition of heroism further away from the values of avaricious nobles and further towards compassion for his fellow man. And while it was the shame of his former lifestyle that led him to- at first- reject the hero's call, it was the desire not to see his own mistakes repeated that drove him to take up the mantle of heroism.
Furthermore his reluctance must not be mistaken for weakness or even cowardice; in times of desperation, he was able to bring himself to kill countrymen, clergy, and his own brothers- acts so ghoulish he would have never wished them upon his own enemies, let alone himself, but with the heaviness in his heart surpassed only by the burden of necessity upon his shoulders. In the end, in spite of his aspirations and deeds, he walks as he always has: Compassion and devotion at his front, guilt and uncertainty in his shadow, and above all else a commitment to maintaining what honor and kinship he still holds to his inexorably-tarnished name. As such, he treasures what few meaningful relationships he forges and treats them with the utmost care and dedication.
Character Abilities: While Ramza can technically use any magic or physical skill ingame available to non-plot characters, such a breadth of skill would be absurd to assume in practice; therefore, a small spread of common player selections will be given as his repertoire.
Mettle: Having never formally graduated from the military academy, Ramza's unique skills are based less on martial prestige and baed more on leading through empathy and passion. A technique called Tailwind bolster's an ally's speed by having them follow his lead; a Steel command will reinforce an ally's courage and defense; and a primal Scream from Ramza's core evokes a rage from within himself that quickens his movements and empowers his attacks. But Ramza's most basic technique- and arguably the most indicative of his methods- is a simple Chant that, with a touch, will trade a fraction of Ramza's lifeforce to knit the wounds of an ally.
Jump: A technique devised by an order of warriors known for emulating the swooping attacks of dragonkind, the Jump technique foregoes the usual battle charge in favor of a colossal, inhuman leap that brings the praciticioner down on their target with frightening force. Additionally, through this training, Ramza is able to Ignore Elevation and clear large heights and obstacles with ease.
General Fighting Ability: While hardly supernatural, Ramza possesses considerable prowess in battle and is adept at not only accurately striking his foes and deftly dodging their attacks, but also in well-placed counterattacks, bare-handed fighting, and using a weapon in each hand.
Character Inventory: In spite of having carried the Auracite for months in his own world, as conduits to the divine beings of Ivalice, the stones will not be accompanying Ramza into Saeng Seong and will instead be left behind in his own world. Ramza will, however, be carrying with him the assortment of equipment he wore into battle; namely his armor and his two swords, Ragnarok and Defender.
Samples:
[For an interaction sample, I offer Ramza's training with Agrias in Soul Campaign when she first wielded his weapon form, or his dialog with her upon first becoming aware of her arrival. In Soul Campaign, Ramza is taken both from the same universe and same canon-point as he in Rekindled.]
Third-person sample:
A handshake. A handshake, and he had returned from the dead to the living.
In that instant when he'd first arrived, Ramza had mistaken the cold, miserable shivers for his own death throes. And long after the devil's death rattle left his ears, the ground beneath his weak knees ceased to crumble and fall, and the blinding light soon became a warm glow of lanterns, the chills and sense of... loss only gripped him tighter. "It's okay," they said as they had him rise to his feet. "You're not hurt."
They spoke of a crisis; of contact and touch, and deeds so simple given such power as to fuel an entire city. And though his mind puzzled to hear it, Ramza nodded, and agreed, and took their words for true... but, all the same, he could not believe them for the hollowness that gnawed and festered in his gut. In his heart.
Indeed, it was not a wind of words that revived him but the sympathy from a passing soul. A fellow 'guest,' he as he introduced himself; one who, Ramza reflected, must have taken heed of his weariness and bid him aside. Offered Ramza his hand, and- in courtesy- Ramza returned his own.
And, from something so simple, the sickness waned, and warmed trickled back into place. And before Ramza could pause to consider the boon, the stranger pulled him into an embrace... and the trickle turned to the warmth of a roaring fire. Whether out of relief or gratitude, Ramza didn't even think to let go... not until his savior pulled away with a warm smile and a pat of his shoulder. "Welcome to Saeng Seong," he spoke, and strode off without another word.
And now, minutes later, Ramza was still in rumination, staring transfixed at his own hand. To have the stranger rouse him from his misery by so humble an act was almost unimaginable. But to save a city, to change the world by such means...? Or that he, himself, could do the same?
But he soon enough quieted the doubts in his mind. After all, he still had much to learn of his new 'home,' and such common kindness was hardly a trying task...
