
"Only the goddess may forbid me anything."
-Sophie Saint-Saëns
Always remember. That I love you.



description

DESTINED TO BURN
Sophie Saint-Saens is a squat, nearly middle-aged Elezen thing. Her sun-kissed skin wraps portly curves built on feminine muscles. Faint purple streaks in her dark hair merge into a practical braid. Dark eye shadow contrasts bright brown eyes and pair with wine deep lipstick - a vain match to her usual gloomy, unwelcoming expression.
The aroma of tobacco and alcohol completes her thick Ishgardian accent. A boorish posture coupled with crude manners gives away her charm; a tame farm animal, forced to be civil.
hooks
pariah of ishgard
First, a peasant-turned whore, one of many from the distant reaches of coerthas come the calamity. later, entertainment for the masses, accused of heresy, and triumphant in her trial by combat - tough free from the law, one is not freed judgment from the hoi polloi. You may be familiar with this story, or her upright palms, begging on streets.saint of ishgard
panhandling, charity, odd jobs, every bit of coin she made she spent on providing medicine and clothing for the infirm, elderly, and especially the orphans. She did her best to hide it. But maybe your eye was more keen than her acts in the shadows of ishgard.rabblerouser
sophie is banned from almost every drinking establishment in ishgard. Frequent brawling with Temple Knights landed her many, many days in cold oubliettes. Maybe you shared one with her. maybe you were a knight, familiar with her right hook.
Saint-Saëns, the village
ㅤa distant village sophie lived in in her childhood, before the calamity. As a farmer, she took an apprenticeship in rough carpentry and toiled the family farm. maybe you lived there. maybe you knew of it. maybe it was part of your demesne.building the firmament
Sophie was one of many local workers on the reconstruction of the firmament. She reaped honest coin, and learned various handy skills. Maybe you worked with her.Thanalan underground
Shady's, Nightshade, the Wysteria Club, Purgatory. She appears to have thrown in her lot with an underground group. Rather than a blade, however, she serves them with tray and cooking pan, as femme de ménage. You may know her from this.Thanalan streets
She's participated in aiding the almasi family charity efforts, such as soup kitchens, and shares words with people at the thanalan markets, buying victuals and goods. You may know her for these efforts.
disclaimer
ㅤI highly value OOC communication on intents and questions you may have regarding any sort of approach. I do not appreciate you coming to me with the sole intent to do ERP. Depending on your character's standing (guard, citizen, criminal, or otherwise), in the different city states you may assume familiarity with some of the hooks above with little issue, but if in doubt just ask in a private message.
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bonds
"She's the steady hand that pulls me back whenever I wander too far into the dark."
"I woke up screaming. Not loud, just—sharp. Like something had been torn from my throat in the dream and left silence in its place. I didn’t mean to wake anyone, but Sophie was there before I could even sit up or argue. She didn’t ask what I saw. She just wrapped her arms around me, gentle and sure, like she’d done it a hundred times in a hundred lifetimes. She’s my best friend."
“She’s not just a mother—she is the damn hearth in a city made of ice. Sophie took in strays like me without asking for anything back. Just a plate of something warm and a quiet place to fall apart. People forget how much strength it takes to stay soft in a place like this. But Sophie? She makes gentleness look like war. I will kill anyone who touches her.”
"She just… fits. Doesn’t flinch when I’m loud. Doesn’t run when I’m worse. She’s th’ kind of soft that doesn’t rot ya—it wraps around your ribs and holds ya together.She’s th’ reason I haven’t blown this place to hell. Again."
"Sophie? What is there to say about Sophie that hasn’t likely been said by others a score of times already? She is a bright bit of good in a world that is so often lacking in such, as lovely as she is kind and as dear to me as any of my siblings."
“She’s an oasis, isn’t she? Earnest and kind without any expectation in return, genuine in ways that others in the city wouldn’t dare risk. Few arrive with benevolence within them, fewer still maintain it, in that she is unrivaled.”
"Sophie's a sweet girl who is far more capable than she would give herself credit for. I hope she realizes that one day"
"Soph'? Me wee Soph-a-loaf? She's one'a me best mates, like th' sister I ain't ever had. Real blessin', love 'er ta pieces I do. If anyone even thought of doin' anythin' ta her, I'd torture 'em ta death without so much as a second thought."
"Sophie? Make her cry and I'll break your legs."
"Truly one of my favorite people on this shard. 10/10 would live to watch her hunt down...ectoplasm for the rest of my days."
"Sophie? I made her my son's godmother for a reason. She is perhaps one of the strongest, most caring, most beautiful and most terrifying women I know."
"Sophie? Why do you want to know? She's family. She is the kindest, warmest and quite possibly the strongest person I know."
Sophie's workplace as femme de ménage and current residence
Sophie's second workplace, as a service wench
KEEN YOUR MIND AND EYES MAY BE, YET IT'S THE HEART'S PURITY WHICH WILL BE PUT TO THE TEST.
I ASK OF YOU TO BE TRUE. SHE ASKS OF YOU TO HAVE MERCY.
MISERERE - HAVE MERCY
Is the title of the upcoming campaign based on the TTRPG system of City of Mist. The fate of a self proclaimed divine-sent peasant girl, and of all of Ishgard, hangs in the balance of people's hearts.
More to come soon.