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○ Name: Vivyan Faye
○ Other Names: Vee/Vi/Vivi
○ Age: 21
○ Birthday: April 12th
○ Gender: Female
○ Race: Quincy
○ Affiliation: The Vandenreich - Coordinator
○ Alignment: Lawful Good
○ Marital Status: Single
○ Nationality: French
○ Sexual Orientation: Straight
○ Height: 5’7 ft
○ Weight: Healthy
○ Hair Colour: Red
○ Eye Colour: Blue
A young woman with a bright spirit and lively attitude, Vivyan typically makes herself out to be the light in the room, ironic with her affinity for the cold. She maintains a positive, constructive attitude in her day to day, known very well around the city as the hard-working young woman doing all she can to support her community and grow her strength. Being very group and socially-minded, she prospers in interaction with and building relationships with others, even if her fixations on busywork may hinder it at times. She is very caring and accommodating of other’s needs and wants, but keeping mind to have her own considered alongside their’s.
Very curious and determined, she is willing to throw herself at a task to it’s completion if she truly puts her mind to it - trust that doing so is not difficult for her whatsoever. This girl has faced plenty of hardship simply for wanting a different life for herself, yet has stubbornly stuck to the idea regardless of support given her way. She can be rather stubborn and stuck in her ways on certain things, but sufficient convincing will sway her.
But a middling child born to an already overstuffed household, Vivyan was a child of no remarkability. A product of an arranged marriage, her mother was tired and sharp, overworked by her burden only eased by the hands of older siblings, while her father was a businessman by day, a strongly devoted member of the Quincy race at night. He expected nothing short of excellence of his children - their family was a strong, pure bloodline after all, contributing many hardworking hands to the Vandenreich’s forces through the ages.
The small girl was no exception - she too possessed her bloodline’s stubborn attitude and dedication to the Quincy arts, but as she and those similarly aged to her grew together, her ineptitude grew more and more obvious. She couldn’t gather reishi, she couldn’t even so much as press together a mote of light much less a bow, while her fellow siblings were well into their training.
This upset and frustrated the child, she worked harder than any of her siblings, training day and night. Why couldn’t she even do the bare minimum? Her siblings kept getting farther and farther away as she was trapped in place, the hopelessness of her situation only cementing when her father grabbed her wrist, tore her quincy cross from her pleading grasp, and told her she would never be a Quincy.
That she was a failure to their very pride.
Those siblings looked the other way, mother called her dreams foolish, father hardly ever acknowledged her after that night. She was meant to shut up, keep her head low, do well academically, and tend to the household. She hated this, but had to endure this life for years.
Her next chance didn’t come until she was much older, the world slowly reaching a boiling point of war. Though she had the support of an uncle in learning combat over the summers, she had nothing to her future but the role of a housekeeping wife of a far more promising suitor in that she does not produce further impotence in the family. This was a dreaded fate, even if the young man she was to marry wasn’t someone she disliked.
Things changed however, when her father announced he and her eldest siblings were leaving to assist in the war effort. The night before their departure, one of her oldest sisters - Daphne - approached her with a gift: Her quincy bangle. The very thought it was for her lit an excitement in her so strong she nearly screamed. It was a decision made by all of her older siblings, not just her sister - their father was far too strict and unfair, that she shouldn’t have her life be defined by a single instance of failure.
A cry, a hug, she bid them farewell with this parting gift.
Through the terrors of WW4, Vivyan watched the news closely, training her quincy abilities in secret to similarly little success as she experienced as a child, until one day with some shock… She did it, she formed a bow. It was a rather unremarkable weapon but it was still a bow! It was far more than she had ever accomplished!
New turned sour with her father’s return a mere week later; Half her siblings he had taken with him perished - including Daphne. The remaining of them were rendered speechless as her father only seemed to be a far angrier man, disgusted with the current Vandenreich’s leadership. He was by no means pleasant, but war entirely transformed him with Vivyan being a frequent victim of his wrath, as she was the only one willing to scream back with no regard of her mother’s demands to keep quiet and low.
Regardless, she continued her training. Time was running low - when she was of age she was going to be discarded off to another household. The future of a quiet wife was not hers, no, it was to be a proud Sternritter of the Vandenreich, regardless of the lack of faith given to her.
Though, as the time drew near, she was caught. Her father was furious to learn she had received another cross, barking at her to hand it over, in which she refused. Argument turned to fighting, the only thing ceasing the conflict being the frightened cries to cease by her woken family.
It was decided - by the end of the week they would begin the arrangements for her. Father was convinced she would learn her place with time.
Vivyan was gone by the second morning. With what little she could get together and a boat ticket she worked hard to afford, she headed for the City of Lights, enlisting in the Vandenreich without a proper role due to her inexperience.
Even living her dream, working hard to belong, she felt shorter than her peers. Even with encouragements and teachings by those wishing to see her succeed, her abilities did not grow, if anything it did more to hurt her. It was as if the very world was working against her, something that planted a seed of despair in her heart.
But something happened that helped change her perception, how she handled her training. Any attempts at recalling that meeting was like trying to recount a dream in full. Whatever it was, it gave her some sliver of hope, some warmth of the sun to her freezing, struggling self.
Even through her poor work during her first mission, even if those doubts came right back up, that feeling did not vanish. She would not quit, she wouldn’t return to that life that was decided for her. Soon, she would come to work with the Administrator of the Steingruft, and through that she would learn a shocking truth: She was not like other Quincy, and consequently did not grow the same way.
She was a Quincy with the nature of power bestowal. With this revelation, her self doubt and frustrations were allowed rest. It wasn’t that she was not working hard enough, it was that she grew differently! It truly proved to be a life changer, as with further assistance and training she was able to grow her abilities, albeit a slow and difficult process. A hard path was better than no path to the young Quincy, and eventually her powers grew in strength, she could even use her bow and spellcraft with greater fluidity and power, going on to develop her own Vollstandig as the process for Letzt Stil was antithetical to how she grew and difficult to hone.
But of course, tragedy struck the city - a powerful Arrancar she couldn’t do much against except swallow her pride and ensure the safety of the city’s denizens, assisting greatly in recuperation efforts with her strong spirit and work ethic. Growing turmoil in the world only hardened her resolve to grow - she remembered the faces of her siblings whom had come back from war, but a speck of an idea of what they had gone through, but she would not allow herself to fall broken like they did. The spirits of her fallen siblings as well as her surviving sibling’s would be remembered and honored by her.
She would be the pride of their family, whether her father thought so or not.
The Fayes are a bloodline who have produced many Quincy with a native ice, cold, or low temperature-like element to their abilities and constitution, and Vivyan is no different. All of Vivyan’s ability have some form of cold element to them no matter what, any Reishi she gathers gaining this inherited aspect from her bloodline. She also has a notable resilience to the cold, the extremity of such temperatures at a much higher threshold before she even starts shivering, though consequentially she has sensitivity to heat and wouldn’t fare well for long in higher temperatures.
Worked For Battle
A hard worker through and through, Vivyan spent her whole life struggling with becoming a Quincy, so instead turned to training other aspects of herself for a number of years until that window reopened, continuing these more ‘typical’ avenues of combat alongside her Quincy abilities afterward. She possesses great skill with normal weapons, swords and long-ranged weapons in particular, but she has also trained in unarmed combat. Though she has not had the opportunity to face as many battles as her peers yet, she has improved herself to be ready for most expected altercations.
All her life, she has faced struggle and hardship in achieving her dream to become a Quincy much like those alongside and before her. Many times, she has been put down or told otherwise, even proven otherwise, but this did not make her ever give up. If she feels she is right or if there is more to a situation, she will push against the opposition with all her might, be it in arguments or self injurious training. With her time in the Vandenreich, this already strong resolve has been emboldened by experience; things or situations that may have previously caught her off guard no longer cause so much flinch, being able to interact and react accordingly.
Having incredible skill with projectile weapons due to needing a careful shot with her bow’s ability, Vivyan can loose precise shots unto her enemies to deal more damage to weak points and avoid dealing friendly fire, being capable of performing this aptitude in pin point strikes even at far distances.
The answer to her lifelong plight - Vivyan in fact possessed the rare trait of power bestowal. Due to this trait, her growth into a proper Quincy was considerably slower due to the unknowing shedding of her power to her siblings and peers. Since gaining the realization of this trait and obtaining training appropriate to it’s functions, she has been able to cultivate proper competencies in the arts of her ancestors.
As for the utility of this trait, Vivyan no longer unknowingly gives shards of her energy to others due to learning how to prevent such careless weakening. As for the utility of this trait, she can give people a small boost to their capabilities, given she is still a fledgeling without much power to give without it being a detriment to herself (about a 50% blanket increase in Quincy skills).
With a proper welcoming of her fragment, she can give it to others to train with, and personally collect them from individuals later. However, if someone with a shard dies, the power returns to her automatically.
(This can only be used for increases to Spirit Class; Vivyan is at a level where she can develop skills normally, but her core energy pool can only be increased with the assistance of others; this requires player consent to be given or taken. This is largely a story-based trait and shouldn’t have terribly much interaction with combat.)
Greatly Studied In Quincy History
Even from a young age Vivyan had an incredible interest in the history of her family and Quincy as a whole, and thus whenever she was able to study them she took up the opportunity, such a thing only magnifying once she had a place in the City of Lights and far more access to reading material. She has incredible interest in learning about the past and how things came to be, her curiosity rather insatiable and often leading to long nights of just reading and speculation.
Though only having recently manifested higher usability in this skill, Vivyan has grown enough to be able to access both systems, having previously only utilized Arterie - which she still typically utilizes anyway but is able to switch to Vene if needed with conscious effort.
Another practiced upon skill since reframing her growth, she is by no means exceptional but is able to use this skill competently on the battlefield to avoid danger or place herself in a more advantageous position, much like the typical practiced user.
Initially so she could safely and easily gain access to a release state, Vivyan studied and practiced Gebet spells extensively in order to gain a high competence in them, many many hours poured into research and action, training with and learning from Ehefra Kleinmund in order to gain a considerable confident ability in the skills. She in fact prefers to use Gebet typically, hence her higher focus.
All of Vivyan’s arrows possess that cooling aspect inherited from her bloodline, giving even the smallest arrow more potential killing power. Though it is not immediately obvious, anything or where the arrows strike will inject freezing Reishi upon contact. Don’t be mistaken; this is not simply ice coating on or in another being or object, but rather a sudden, drastic lowering in the activity of one’s energy and cells, strongest at the primary point of contact.
Any successful stoppage will cause the area to experience freezing and brittleness much like a flash freeze, but sensation and the ability to move can be regained if the affected area is not vital to one’s survival and they haven’t done anything that could cause the fragile and stiff area to break or fall off. This even works on energy constructs, being able to freeze attacks or weaken the constitution of barriers with an onslaught of arrows.
Those with SCs higher than her will have better resistance against this foreign attack on their system, making the freezing of their bodies to be far less to even outright ineffective depending on the disparity (a 3 level difference will have less resistance to a 5 level difference; 3 level will take several arrows to the same area for the freezing effect to even begin, while a 5 level would require significantly more firepower to get started).
In addition, attacks or barriers created by those with the equivalent skill (Ex. Cero, Kido) that are higher than their Spirit Weapon’s skill will also have this same resistance.
Touch of Cold
Though her spellcraft possesses this element as well, it is at a far lower potency.
Unlike her normal arrows, upon contact with an object or entity these arrows will explode, scattering the otherwise localized shot of freezing reishi across a larger surface area. It does weaken a single arrow’s freezing potency but makes up for it by lessening the amount of arrows required to freeze a large area or opponent.
With a long draw, Vivyan and charge and then fire a concentrated volley of arrows that considerably multiplies the explosive frost effect that Snowburst is able to give in smaller doses. Though this isn’t as fast to form and fire in a pinch, it does increase the size and potency of the flurry to touch and freeze areas faster.
From her wings or projectiles, Vivyan can project a flurry of ice flake-like formations to settle on her allies, giving a saturation-based healing effect even in the midst of battle. The more crystals coating their body, the stronger the restoration of energy and faster healing of wounds will be, the highest point of concentration allowing survival from even deadly wounds if vital organs are still intact, or a notable restoration in strength. However, with this high point (Represented by 100%), the combatant will suffer a penalty to their natural speed and maneuverability (-1 to speed skill level), moving slower than normal. (Each hit given by Vivyan can be considered a 10% to the saturation level, which falls off by 10% for every two posts she has not reapplied it)
Arrows deployed in a rigid sequence, these arrows will suddenly lock midair and freeze, rapidly interlocking with each other to form a means of emergency defense. The resulting wall of ice is both durable and can be reinforced with additional arrows. The strength of the wall vs the devastation of an incoming attack is measured by Vivyan’s skill in Kreuzen vs the opponent’s skill in the respective ability.
- Durability: Beginner
- General Speed: Adept
- Strength: Adept
- Weapon Skill: Advanced
- Willpower/Determination: Advanced
- Mental Deduction: Adept
- Focus: Advanced
- Blut: Adept
- Gebet: Advanced
- Steigen: Adept
- Kreuzen: Advanced
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