#Harrier the Innocence

[reluctantfandomsideblog]

The Miracle of Harrier the Innocence.

This idea is so vague in my head. But someone puts the city in a dire situation and these idiots get into it. Something something something. And then, just as the showdown begins, they can SEE the skills. They can HEAR the low murmurs. Harry isn’t look at anyone but seeing through them. He has what he needs to diffuse the situation, he has the guidance of himself broken into 24 pieces. Kim and Jean become the first witnesses.

Etc, etc, etc. Harry is a terrible looking candidate for Innocence so the Founding Party tries to ignore him. So he becomes the first Innocence elected by the people who force the Founding Party’s hand.

IDK idk I wish I knew how to write!

[greengremlingreen]

this is really stupid and low-effort but fuck it, we ball

[oodlesodoodles]

This is loosely inspired by the innovence harrier art by reluctantfandomsideblog!

https://reluctantfandomsideblog.tumblr.com/post/711375397382750208/the-miracle-of-harrier-the-innocence-this-idea

[renmorris]

thinking about the soft horror of Kim/Innocence Harry/Revachol

to be loved by a city, something labyrinthine and full with so many lives and voices

and walls and streets wrought out of blood and war and shit and tears

to be held by its many arms, to hear your name on the same wind that carries black lung around Coal City, to be loved by the best and worst parts of someone’s vast soul

[apre11]

my strong opinion is that Harry is a magpie but is not an innocence in the sense that he’s some reincarnation of God that happens once every few hundred years. i think innocence is just a classist concept, your premonitions can only be taken seriously if you already have some power. also the name implies that their intentions are necessarily pure and right which is plain propaganda… anyways.

for all we know, there could be many magpies in Elysium who are varying levels of sensitive towards CCP who are not able to do anything about their prophetic visions bc they’re poor and nobody cares what they think. mayhaps they even end up drowning the unbearable feeling of the weight of their responsibility before the world in substances….

we don’t know whether Harry had the skills before the memory loss, i personally headcanon that he did & that was another reason why he couldn’t deal with reality. the guy was told by the city that he has to stop the End of the world, and the most he could do as a working class person is become a fucking cop. and all his apocalypse ramblings were dismissed as nonsense. even in the moralist quest Harry wants to Do something; he feels the responsibility to act, he’s very driven to change things.

we would never know if there were other people like Harry. so we can’t say for sure that it has to be one person every few hundred of years.

[beelzebubsart]

His Innocence, Harrier Du Bois

[monsieur-gyoo]

Closeted Transfem Harrier Du Bois.... save me, Ms. Du Bois, save me

Kim notices pretty instantly that something's different, but he chalks it up to Harry's usual, general weird ass behavior. Nothing to sweat over as long as its not getting in the way of work..

I pray to Her Innocence Dolores Dei to maintain artistic motivation so that I can draw Harry happy and make her feel pretty

[amygdalae]

I love my big strong toreador who punches good. Last VTM session he had to create a distraction so the Boy's character (a ventrue defense lawyer) could sneak his innocent murder suspect client out of court and fake his death. So on his signal my guy (6'7, looks like a metalocalypse character) stood up with a roar and started pulling benches from the floor and throwing shit everywhere. Screamed "I HATE INJUSTICE!" and started harmlessly rampaging. Just causing a ruckus. Used Presence to terrify the crowd without technically attacking any humans.

Then when security showed up my best friend's tremere character (who is a drifter scholar with vibes like a cross between renfield and harrier du Bois) started using his blood magic to make the guards fight eachother. Puppeted a random lawyer to jump off the balcony while screaming "I have a bomb!" And landed on the courtroom floor with an unceremonious crunch. (He probably died. Whoops.)

Then my guy picked up the Ventrue's client like scruffing a kitten and bolted out of there with him. Not before pulling out one of his teeth. The ventrue put it in the pocket of a ghoul and had him get in a car parked outside before blowing it up.

Our characters are technically Camarilla affiliated (reluctantly so) but hid out underground with a few Anarch friends by promising them a huge favor. My guy suffered a masquerade violation and was almost arrested by the Prince's secretary but my guy, stone faced, resisted her domination roll by the skin of his teeth. The attack was chalked up to being Sabbat-related (they'd shot up the nearby club my character works at just the night before). My guy is under suspicion now but his previous reputation as someone who keeps his head down and does his duty to the camarilla earns him some leeway.

[ssweetiebop]

Things I would like to see written more, or would write about if I could write featuring Disco Elysium:

- Harrier Du bois is a Innocence ! It would start out very subtly, with Kim catching Harry just seemingly not breathing, of course his first concussion would be that Harry’s heart must’ve just stopped, que panicked moments where Kim shakes Harry awake or semi freaks out whenever he sees Harry napping at work or just sleeping in general, because Harry is just not breathing. (Because it’s stated in game that apparently Innocence’s are said to not even breathe, they just eternal like that.) or maybe Harry just makes one too many predictions that are scarily accurate which really fucks with Kim as he entertains the idea of Harry being an Innocence, like he doesn’t believe it, but it’s a entertaining thought to ponder until Harry’s lungs suddenly glow out of nowhere, maybe Harry doesn’t notice himself or Kim convinced himself it was a trick of the light… just alot of second guesses and whatnot!

- Harry dating (and it’s not Kim) Harry, after finding out about his sexuality and finally coming to terms to it — decides it’s time to head back into the dating scene! Maybe Harry just ASSUMES Kim is taken already because I mean… it’s Kim! Kim is so cool! Of course he has a partner! (He doesn’t.) and Kim is just like wow my lungs are burning with hurt right now. Kim painstakingly supporting Harry but also dying inside hearing about all of Harry’s dates and partner(s). I just want jealous Kim honestly. Or even possessive Kim teehee… like Kim overhearing Harry has a date tonight and before Harry himself can tell him Kim abruptly asks if Harry wants to hang out tonight, wanting Harry to choose him over his date, even sweetening the deal by saying he has alot of plans of *insert literally all of Harry’s favourite activities and also maybe Kim confessing or being willing to let Harry do XYZ for once* Harry of course just blurts out ‘YEAH ILL HANG OHT WITH YOU!!’ Without thinking and is like oh shit I have a date tonight. Oh god. Do I blow my date off or Kim?? Kim realllyy smug when Harry chooses him all while acting innocent. Even “scolding” Harry when Harry admits he choose Kim over his date. Just small moments where Kim feels guilty for sabotaging his dates but also just can’t help it, he keeps purposefully somehow ruining the relationship. Of course he feels really guilty but Harry will forgive him because it led to them finally dating. Maybe Kim takes it too far or EVEM GETS CAUGHT ACTIVELY TRYING TO RUIN HARRY’S DATES and for the smallest second Harry sees Kim as some sort of jerk (sorta rightfully so!) and gets mad at Kim until later he thinks about WHY Kim was doing that.

- Body swap au ! I know there’s already some of body swaps out there, but I want more! Like the idea of Kim hearing Harry’s skills and being like ‘This is what Harry is forced to hear all the time? It’s so noisy…’ and then Harry being like ‘wow it’s so… quiet… I don’t like it! I miss my friends!’ BUT ALSO!!! BUT ALSO!!! People always do Harry and Kim! I want to see some more variety! Hell even just adding Jean to the mix sounds so fun! Jean waking up at Harry and just being absolutely mortified. I think it would be funny if the skills know right away that the person in Harry’s body right now isn’t Harry, and are deathly quiet during those first few minutes when Jean first wakes up Harry’s body, until… let’s say perspective or reaction speed helps Jean stop a mug from falling and Jean goes very still at the sound of their voices. Harry in jeans body… or maybe KIM in Jean’s?! Oh Kim would be absolutely checking himself out in the mirror (and delighted at how he can SEE!!! WITHOUT GLASSES!) before catching himself and scolding himself to be more respectful. And I think we all know how Harry would be in Kim’s body…

- Furry Elysium ! Look… here me out. we all agreed that Harry and Kim have a very dog + cat dynamic — or at the very least it’s fun to draw them as animals! But alas… I have seen almost ZERO fanfics about them as actual animals/animal-like features! I want to explore a world like disco elysium filled with animal hydrids! … do you think Jean would be a horse? Or a bird like his name suggests? Would Harry actually be a dog or would he be something else? I feel like Kim being a cat or cat-like is perfect BUT if you think of another animal Kim would fit lmk!

- THEM AS KIDS !!! BUT, BUT… I want them to turn into kids! How? Idk! The pale did it maybe?! It doesn’t have to make logical sense. Maybe they remember their adults self maybe they don’t. I just want someone to hold Harry when he’s a toddler… he deserves some soft parental love… or Jean waking up as a teenager and being absolutely pissed because of it… MAYBE they all are different ages, Harry a toddler, Kim a little boy, Jean a teenager. Or just the classic one-person-magically-turns-into-a-toddler-and-then-the-remaining-adults-have-to-come-together-to-take-care-of-said-toddler.

- Kid fic OR parent fic I know I just mention kids but this time I want one of them to HAVE a kid. Of course Kim would likely be excluded from this biological wise but adoption works too! I just like the idea of of Harry being a father or Jean awkwardly holding a youngster or Kim looking around to see if he’s alone before cooing at a cute little kid. Harry would have a blast dressing the baby up. Also imagine just Harry walking into work with a baby strapped to him on day and Jean just spits out his coffee like WHAT is HARRY doing with a baby?? And Harry is just like ‘this is my baby! And you’re the godfather… kinda rude of you to not know!’ I read some kid fics and they were so, SO sweet.

- MAGICALLY TURNING INTO AN ANIMAL ! Yes. We are pulling out ALL the classics. It doesn’t have to be a cat but I WILL be using a kitty here. I’m so sorry this one is the longest. I wanted a fic like this for so long so please allow me to ramble my ass off:

They can’t change back… or maybe when they do change back to being a human it’s not their choice! Think of ‘A Whisker Away’ type of situation. Kim waking up as a kitty absolutely terrified and thinking the one person who would be able to tell it’s him would likely be Harry, right?! Like he gets premonition and predictions and insights all the time! Surely Harry will immediately know it’s Kim! …. Harry does not know or find out actually. Harry just immediately scooping Kitty-Kim once he ‘gains it’s trust’ (but really it’s just Kim stuck between indecisiveness of just running back home or not and trying to figure this out on his own because he already trusts Harry!) and Kim allowing himself for ONCE in his life to be held and loved and pampered and cooed at without shame. BUT I also love the idea of this happening to the others too, like Harry immediately using this to get to know what Kim is like behind closed doors, feeling guilty but also just can’t help but still go and try to get adopted by Kim (newsflash, it takes FOREVER for Kim to finally let Kitty-Harry inside his apartment, and even LONGER for Kim to officially adopt Kitty-Harry, (bonus points if Kim is still in/at precinct 57) but then ! Kim wants to introduce Harry to his cat! uh-oh! Kitty-Harry also kinda afraid of Jean’s reaction to Kitty-Harry but going to be nosy anyways and turns out — Jean is a big animal lover! It barely takes any convincing for Jean to decide to adopt Harry. Harry feeling jealous that he doesn’t get this soft side of Jean but also gives Harry a new perspective on Jean overall. Que Kitty-Harry awkwardly being owned by two of his friends and THEN also imagine them both talking about the cat they own and finding out it’s the same kitty and they both feel sorta backstabbed(?) or are like ‘wow my/our cat isn’t loyal…’ Jean as a Kitty sounds very amusing… just hissing and very annoyed that they don’t clock it right away that it’s him! Knocking over mugs to get their attention and whatnot, getting scolded and put in kitty jail.. :( !

- SWAP AU! Do I really have to go into detail here? I love the idea of a ‘very, very sane’ Harrier du bois and just an absolutely pathetic failure of Kim Kitsuragi in the swap au… shout out to @/Danielcalmdown0 on Twitter for the new perspective/dynamic on this au!! Kim doesn’t own the kineema in this au because they gave it to a more dedicated officer and Kim is just… absolutely heartbroken over it, but also a bit petty and jealous like ‘I WOULDVE TAKEN CARE OF IT THE BESTEST!’ I wish people discussed Jean and Harry’s relationship in this au more though! I like to think in this particular au they would have a bit of a more father-son dynamic?? MAYBE? not necessarily father-son, but something close for sure, just older figure Jean looks up too… (Maybe Harry baby’s or coddles Jean too much in this au and it PISSES Jean off.) would he still be his brooding self?! Let’s just say yes. I think Jean would have a bit of a crush on this Harry, of course he denies it to himself but it’s there, until Kim joins the picture then its pathetic loser vs pathetic loser and Harry wanting them to be friends but it doesn’t really work to much at first… they figure it out later though. IDK! I have a lot of ideas! And a lot of them contradict eachother!

I have alot more ideas. But I been typing for far too long so I’m gonna call it wraps. If you read the entirety of this I love you. AND if you’re a writer… and you get inspired by ANY of these and if you write it?? Please let me know! I would love to read it!

[jadeshifting]

https://www.tumblr.com/jadeshifting/775759912367161344/hmm-maybe-like-lightskin-or-like-a-caramel-ykyk

OMG I love this!! It’s really hard to find POC faceclaims sometimes and i be deadass struggling😭 Do you think you could make another version like the one I linked, but not similar but similar and younger for a hogwarts or an summer camp dr?

I LOVE YOUR FC POSTS THEY’RE SO NICEE IT’S HARD FOR FIND THEM IN GENERAL!! 🫶🏽🫶🏽 thanks jade 🤗

— did you see the new girl ??? i think she might be perfect.

— TAYLOR RUSSEL.

regardless of whether she's sitting next to you in class or passing you at the dock... you're thinking about it for the rest of the week

— LAURA HARRIER.

a mellow elegance surrounds her, with her calm doe-eyes that make her seem both innocent and responsible. you know you can trust her with anything

— JASMINE SANDERS.

the kind of girl that makes the room fall momentarily silent when she walks in, just as people admire her

— GRETA ONIEOGOU.

with the graceful lilt of her features and her expressive eyebrows, she's quietly pretty in a delicate way

— BIANCA LAWSON.

mysterious, haunting. a girl you see her from across the hallway and a second later she's gone, you fervently hope to see her again

— WHITNEY PEAK.

when you get her attention and she looks up at you, her gaze freezes you. ethereally beautiful, with eyes that look like they're seeing through you

— SAVANNAH LEE SMITH.

with expressive eyes and soft features, someone people whisper about as she's walking down the hallway or to the dinner hall

[jodjuya]

One of the best genres in fiction is the noir-core convergent evolution collection of profoundly alcoholic, utterly dysfunctional, dangerously unstable, tormented, and wildly out-of-control chain-smoking renegade super-detective geniuses named Harry who cause ludicrous amounts of property damage in their obsessive and self-destructively-reckless fixation on Solving The Case and Getting Their Man, NO 👏 MATTER 👏 WHAT 👏 IT 👏 TAKES 👏

Irrevocably anguished in equal measures by the scumbags that he couldn't put away, the innocents that he couldn't save, the systems that failed him, and the dame that broke his soul, it's been 0 days since his last internal monologue, 1 day since his last fistfight, 2 days since his last sleep, 4 days since his last shave, 8 days since his last shower, 16 days since his overdue rent was due, and 32 days since his last bender.

COUNTERBALANCE WITH SAFE/SANE/CONSENSUAL SIDEKICKS TO TASTE

Shown here:

Lieutenant double-yefreitor Harrier "Harry" Du Bois, of the video game 'Disco Elysium'.

Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden, wizard and private investigator, of the 'Dresden Files' series of novels.

Inspector Harold "Dirty Harry" Francis Callahan, of the 'Dirty Harry' film series.

Norwegian police officer Harry Hole, of the eponymous novel series and film adaptation.

(I discovered this guy exists only, like, an hour ago, but I'll be damned if he doesn't fit in perfectly right alongside the rest of these Loose-Cannon Lawmen)

"Dirty Harry" came along first, so I suspect he set the mould and the other three are in homage to some degree or another... 🤔

[nipsu22]

Her Innocence Dolores Dei. I just love this entire scene so I wanted to try drawing it. getting the illusion of the window glowing was kind of hard to get right but it is really good at hiding the drawing mistakes under the blur. First I wanted to draw Kim there too but I got lazy and realized it looks better and more personal with just Harrier there. Also I made the crack in the glass bigger so I didn't have to paint all the other stuff besides Dolores. One of my Favorite pieces.

[raptorfae53]

Kārember (Flying-Fire) ,Circombust and Scorchaast. (Steel-Fire)

Kārember are small and highly manoeuvrable fliers, barnstormers and daredevils who spend their days honing their flight skills and fire powers deep in Ãrohwas forests to become defenders of the innocent and in need, though at present many take to delivering news to those with more experience or authority if trouble arise,baby steps yknow...

Circombust are more experienced fliers and love to show off their skills to crowds, often tourists who come up to the Ãrohwan wilds to catch a glimpse of the rare pokemon and the most frequently spotted of its evolutionary line as a consequence, though despite their showoffy nature, they will not hesitate to jump into action at injustice, an audience witnessing its heroic deed being a nice bonus.

Scorchaast are the lords of the Ãrohwan skies, their internal furnaces now enabling them to jet across the sky faster than the speed of sound, and hitting with steel,fire and flying attacks even harder. Despite all this power like the similarly armoured knights of old these pokemon are deeply honourable warriors, and despite many desiring a Scorchaast for their own teams they only pick trainers with a similarly moral attitude towards humans and pokemon alike, lest the old tale about a Scorchaast being strong enough to carry a human in a single claw be put to the test...

A few days ago @glimwood-tangle-national-park reblogged this previous post and said that they'd love to have a falcon to help them take out Weasoil akin to the invasive mink in their native Scotland, lucky for them I have just the pokemon for the job, and then some...

This pokemon actually started out as a starter concept that I liked so much I couldn't bear to completely can (not wanting a second bird-based starter line), so some revisions later here they are as the first avian psuedo-legendaries!

Ihope you like these designs and all likes and reblogs for my art are always appreciated!

Design inspiration down below:

If it wasn't obvious by the name Scorchaast and its pre-evolutions are based on the birds of prey of New Zealand and Polynesia, with secondary inspiration coming from various sorts of warplanes and pilot uniforms from across recent history.

Kārember (Kārearea/Kāiaia, maori names for the new zealand falcon + ember) is based on falcons, the only falcon native to New Zealand as well as ornithopters and early fixed wing aircraft.

Circombust (combust + Circus, the genus name for harrier birds) is based on the Swamp Harrier and the Eyles Harrier, the former a cosmopolitan native to much of south asia and Australia as well as the south pacific and the latter a larger, extinct relative endemic to New Zealand as well as world war two-era monoplanes.

Scorchaast (scorch + haast) is based on the Haasts Eagle, famously the largest Eagle known to ever live and modern jet fighter aircraft.

(As a final side note,if the red and grey colours of scorchaast remind you of a certain treacherous jet robot, it was very much intentional being the transformers fan i am, I also like the idea of Scorchaast's shiny being either black and purple or blue and red as an homage to the jet transformers skywarp and thundercracker, themselves famous examples of palette swaps)

[adaptacy]

Pre-drabble :)

the gears are turning. they are turning. they are SO turning. the fanfic brain is working. and leland is my next target (/pos). so here's a prequel drabble to something that hasnt even been written yet!

Cw: they're so fucking cringe and in love ugh i can't eyeroll (i can)

Survivor!Leland x Afab!Reader (third person)

There was something about her smile. Something so sweet. So innocent. Reminded him of the girls in college. The ones who were in sororities, who'd never faced any sort of trouble- a shiny, practically gleaming, shimmering smile. The kind of smile that your childhood best friend would have.

He could remember a time when he smiled like that. Untouched by the world. Practically on top of the world. He didn't see that kind of smile anymore. He'd stopped seeing them years ago. Stopped searching for them.

He still tried to give that kind of smile, to wear his classic cheesy grin, but people knew, and people talked. People didn't believe his smiles, so he'd stopped giving them. But he was smiling now. Not a toothy grin, but he was smiling. And she was talking, and rambling about a childhood story, and he could've listened forever.

"Oh, there I go again. I'm sorry, what was your question?" She laughed, scratching the right side of her neck.

Leland shook his head. "That's alright, it was a good story. I just wanted to know if you had any extra bags," he asked, looking down at the small container hooked onto her hip, and she nodded.

"Yeah, of course!" She reached into the container, removing a thing plastic film. He took it from her, slipping it into his pocket. "Is he a rescue?"

The man looked down at the gray dog by his ankle, who wagged his tail and looked back up at his owner. "Yeah, he is. Harrier?" He asked, motioning towards the white and brown dog by her side. Her jaw dropped, and she scoffed, pressing a hand to her chest.

"Damn! You're good. Most people assume she's a beagle mutt. How'd you know?" She asked, and he shrugged.

"Been 'round a lotta dogs. You start to pick things up."

"Do you work with them or something?"

"Uh, you could say that, yeah. I help out at a shelter sometimes," he chuckled. "May I?"

"Yeah, totally. She's super friendly," she giggled. Both of them knelt down, and she ran her palm over the mutt's head, and then her fingers came underneath the bottom of his jaw, scratching underneath his neck. "Oh, he's precious," she cooed, her smile somehow growing at the interaction.

He was staring, and he looked back at the Harrier in front of him, who tenderly sniffed his hand. The smaller dog seemed hesitant, and he took his time, only patting her head when he was sure she wouldn't be caught off guard by it. His head tilted, finding the dog somewhat familiar. "Is she a rescue, too?"

"Yeah, I got her about a year ago," the girl replied, letting out an umph as Jacs' head slammed into her shoulder, demanding more pats.

"Jacs, easy," he commanded, but the dog seemed to have caught onto the same magnetism that he did. She didn't complain, simply gave him a kiss on his snout and rubbed along his neck. "Is she from the shelter on the corner of Hansen?"

She looked over at him, and both of them realized how close they were. He took a small step backwards with his knees, and she merely looked away, returning her attention to Jacs. "Yeah, she is. Why?"

"That's where I volunteer," he chuckled. "Kelly, right?"

She laughed, shaking her head. "No way. I mean- yes, but I couldn't let them get away with giving a dog such a human name. Her name's peanut," she giggled, and he couldn't seem to take his smile off of his lips.

It wasn't long before his smile was on your lips too, enjoying the small vibrations of your giggles against his mouth. It drew laughter- real, genuine laughter from him, and you lay on his chest, your head turning to glance at the two dogs on one large dog bed, curled up against one another. There was quiet country music coming from a stereo in the kitchen, filling the air with a sort of domestic tranquility.

"Lee?"

"Yeah, sweetheart?"

"I think we should move in together," you said, and his heart fluttered at the thought. He didn't reply immediately, so you continued. "It's just- Peanut and Jacs get along really well, and my lease will be up soon anyways, I mean, not that I need to move in with you, I can always find somewhere else, but-"

"I'd love to," he assured, running his hand up your back. You smiled again, your charming, impossibly sunny smile, and he wanted to kiss you, but he feared that he'd ruin the smile. So instead, he brushed his nose against yours, and you giggled once more.

You suddenly sat up, rolling off of his body and darting into the kitchen, turning the knob on the stereo. "Sing it, Glen!" You laughed, cranking the volume up loud enough that the dogs woke up, stirring from their sleep. Leland sat up, watching as you twirled your way over towards him, outstretching a hand.

He took it, and you yanked him off of the couch, holding it as you twirled.

"Get a house in the hills, you're payin' everyone's bills," you sang, and Leland laughed, joining in with you.

"Country boy, you got your feet in L- Ow, Jacs," Leland grunted, stumbling on his feet as the large dog pawed at him, his tail harshly wacking into Lee's ankle. Peanut barked, jumping up, and you reached down, picking up the dog and twirling with her. Jacs barked, and Leland reached down, rubbing the dogs head, laughing as he did so.

Peanut was placed back onto the floor, and Leland held out a hand, which you took without hesitation. The two of you danced together for a while longer until the song came to a close, and Leland pulled you in close, simply hugging you, appreciating you. And you hugged him back, your hands sliding up his back, but you heard his breath hitch, and you moved them back down.

His smile was soft, and you gave him a gentle squeeze. Pressing a kiss to the top of your head, he let out a gentle "I love you so much, baby."

"I love you too, Lee," you replied, enjoying his warmth for a while longer before you finally pulled away. "Dinner?"

"Hmm... Grilled cheese?" He asked, and you nodded.

"Sounds great."

[renmorris]

I’ll do a better bigger post about Ambrosius Saint-Miro and Harrier now that @revacholianpizzaagenda is putting the pjõl chapter summaries up I just need you all to know that I have been going completely fucking insane over these two for months

it’s also a huge part of my meta on how Harry is the makings of an Innocence but only for Revachol and not one that will ever be elected

like

(grips you)

Harry says he’s a herald of the apocalypse, the first crack in the sheer face of god and he’s kind of right! because he is the foreshadowing of the Real Fucking Deal. Harry's most destructive philosophies and fantasies are Ambrosius Saint Miro and Harry names himself for him.

[snowymuses]

Name: Ysayle Dangoulain Alias:: Lady Iceheart, Shiva Species: Elezen Height: 6’3 Age: 24 Birthday: First Umbral Moon, 17 (2/19) Gender: Female Orientation: Demisexual Hometown: Falcon's Nest/Tailfeather Occupation: Leader of the Heretic Group

Physical appearance:

Ysayle is an Elezen woman with pale skin, long flowing gray hair, icy blue eyes, and pale blue lips. Unlike the other heretics, she wears a blue jacket with a skirt. This does not change unless she transforms into Shiva or is given other clothing.

Personality:

Ysayle is devoted to her cause in ending the Dragonsong War, going so far as to take the lives of innocents for her goal. Although she is fervent on her ways she is not afraid to learn the truth, and will not back down from her decisions. Though Ysayle at first appears to be the zealous leader of the Ishgardian Heretics that the Holy See branded her as, she only desired to end the Dragonsong War and unite dragon and man in peace. Disdain for the orthodox leadership for propagating a lies to the people, Ysayle is not someone who wants total destruction. She only seeks the truth to be revealed and peace be restored between man and dragon.

Her role as the leader of the Heretics shrouds a lonely soul, as after losing her family and people in an avalanche, Ysayle desired only for the warmth of companionship.

As an idealist for peace and for Ishgard to answer for their crimes against dragonkind, Ysayle often gets into arguments with those who prefer to make war upon their foes.

Originally, Ysayle possessed a deep faith in Saint Shiva, revering her for her sacrifice in bringing peace between Man and Dragon. She even believed herself to be the reincarnation of the woman. Even after her faith is shattered, Ysayle believes that man and dragon can live in peace again.

Story:

Ysayle manifested the Echo at young age. While frightened of seeing visions of a woman and dragons, the Seventh Umbral Era buried her hometown of Falcon's Nest and Ysayle's people sought refuge in Ishgard. They were turned down and everyone Ysayle knew and loved died in an avalanche. She went to Dravania where she met the dragon from her visions, Hraesvelgr, before meeting Marcechamp and making her home in Tailfeather.

Ysayle learned of the nature of her visions as she resolved to restore the peace between her people and the dragons so no child would suffer as she did. Under the name of Lady Iceheart, she gained a following of heretics dedicated to Saint Shiva that became active throughout Coerthas during the Seventh Astral Era. She lead the heretics—those who have pledged their allegiance to the dragons. Denouncing the teachings of the Holy See, she means to end the Dragonsong War. Like the adventurer, she is one of Hydaelyn's chosen.

While rarely appearing, Ysayle makes her presence known when she has the heretics waylaid shipments of crystals, with Alphinaud Leveilleur learning her plan to summon Saint Shiva as a primal, and alerts the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. With the new crisis, the Scions and Crystal Braves join the Temple Knights in infiltrating the Harriers den around Snowcloak.

After encountering the Warrior of Light, Ysayle introduces herself, she states her intention to end the Dragonsong War. Disabled her destination aetheryte, she proceeds to Akh Afah Amphitheatre. Believing she is summoning Saint Shiva's spirit, Ysayle transforms into the primal Shiva. After forced back to her original form, Ysayle condemns the Warrior of Light as a blind fool like those in Ishgard. However, she imparts that she and the Warrior are the same, as they both have “Mother’s (Hydaelyn) gift.”

Ysayle reappears when she and her harriers break the outermost ward of Daniffen's Collar at the Gates of Judgement, but escape when Nidhogg attacks. Ysayle confronts the Warrior of Light at Coerthas Western Highlands and Midgardsormr appears before her, much to her surprise. He tells her that while their goals are the same, their paths are different, and reveals he knows she possesses the echo. She regrets the loss of innocent life in her last attack, having underestimated the rancor in the hearts of the dragons. Ysayle explains the story of the Dragonsong War to the Warrior of Light and why she wants to end it before taking her leave.

In a plan to travel in hope of trying to resolve the matters between Ishgard and Dravania peacefully, Ysayle reveals the story of Saint Shiva and Hraesvelgr and two-hundred long peace that was broken by King Thordan, and that Nidhogg's stolen eye is the cause of the war. Estinien reveals to her the true reason not being just his eye, and Ysayle agrees to take them to Churning Mists where Hraesvelgr has sequestered himself.

Finding their path blocked until the voracious Gnath and their primal god, Ravana, are dealt with, Ysayle accompanies the Warrior of Light and challenges him to a duel to have him order the Gnath to halt their campaign. When Ravana accepts, Ysayle assumes her primal form to engage him in combat. She overestimates her strength and is defeated. Though the Warrior of Light is victorious, her confidence is shaken. The party heads to Sohm Al, regrettably being forced to kill Nidhogg's mate Tioman along the way.

Arriving in the Churning Mists, they find Hraesvelgr who refuses to aid them as Nidhogg's fury will never be sated until every Ishgardian is either dead or converted into a dragon. Though Ysayle attempts to persuade Hraesvelgr by claiming that she is the soul of Shiva reborn, Hraesvelgr laughs off her delusion and reveals the "Shiva" whose form she assumed was nothing more than "a deity of [her] own making." This shatters Ysayle's faith, and she remains behind while the Warrior of Light and Estinien travel to The Aery to confront Nidhogg.

After defeating Nidhogg, the party returns to Hraesvelgr with Ysayle learning the dragon gave his eye to his brother to have his war. Wrecked by this further betrayal, and unable to understand Hraesvelgr's emotions on the subject, Ysayle condemns the dragon for his actions before he orders her to leave while the influence of Shiva's soul allows him to show mercy. Accompanying the Warrior of Light to Ishgard, Ysayle talks the heretics into falling back by revealing Nidhogg's death and the time for the peace they fought for has come.

Having made her peace with Hraesvelgr before he is alerted by Estinien's use of the Eye of Nidhogg, Ysayle rides on the greatwyrm's back to aid the Enterprise when it comes under assault by the Garlean airship Gration. Intent to atone for spilling blood in the name of a "false cause", Ysayle jumps off Hraesvelgr and transforms into Shiva a final time to assault the Gration with Hraesvelgr's dragons as her support. Though she disables the Garlean airship enough for them to stop their pursuit of the Enterprise while her aides are destroyed, Ysayle is blasted out of the sky by cannonfire and falls while reverting to her original form. Dying, she broke up into a luminous, blue aether that spills into the heavens.

When the Warrior of Light and Alphinaud attempt to wrest the eyes of Nidhogg from the armor of Estinien to separate him from the wyrm, a noncorporeal being in the form of Ysayle lays their hand upon Alphinaud's own. The eyes are removed from the armor, presumably with the aid of Ysayle and Haurchefant.

However, due to the souls resonating with the Warrior of Light and the desire to repent for their failings, Hydaelyn gave Ysayle a second chance at life.

Condensing her aether from the Lifestream in a similar manner of that to a primal, Ysayle awoke once more within Dravania, confused and surprised that she could exist. Barely remembering helping the Warrior of Light with the eyes of Nidhogg, it was through her influence that the remaining heretics in the Forelands were sent to Ishgard to lend a hand in the Restoration.

She typically remains in the icy tundra, seeking out other ways to maintain peace, disguising herself when she visits Ishgard.