To Elandervier Ishgard is a rotting wheel — a crunching machine whose sole purpose exists to churn out children to the beat of a thousand year-old war — and those in power do little to protect the populace when propagation is ever an effective solution. Born to a middle-class family originally heralding from old Gelmorra, her family's ascension into the upper echelon was born of  men's placations, charmed by their esoteric origins, and her mother was ever the arbiter of expectation and executioner of punishment if her daughter so much as put a toe out of line.

Yet, even from an early age, the witch saw the flaws in the design. While her mother tutored her in midwifery and dutifully delivered young sons and daughters for the Holy See, El watched as those children were mercilessly cut down by dragon or lord stronger and more prestigious than they. She copped the jeers from men who expected her to bend the knee because they were her bet at security, and bided her time for when she could rip them apart (and rip, and rend, and tear) and leave the place for good.

At nineteen years old she got her wish, making a pact with her first voidsent that devoured the lordling men who sought to take them for her own. She fled from Ishgard, dooming her line to heresy, and spent many of her first years wandering Eorzea in a fit of mad rage. 

It was during this time she met what would become the patriarchal head of Firelight Trading Company and the two engaged in a mixture of criminality and mercenary work to make ends meet. Whilst El was content those first few years, word of Ishgard's continued suffering — especially of her women by the hands of their lord-husbands — continued to drift down to her. This coupled with Rex's decision to adopt his daughter and go clean had her abandon him and that life. Thinking herself a poor excuse for a mother and disliking his desire for his repentance, she travelled to Anyx Trine and made a home for herself in the dark, offering her services to dragon and heretic for a cost.

Little did she know her reputation preceded her, and no sooner had she settled in her cave than women came to her door for her mother's services, begging and pleading for her to devour, deliver and save their children. To the men she became known as the Northern Bog Witch, a monstrous creature devoid of humanity and meant to be hunted. To the women she became something of a last bastion, a otherworldly deliverer when all other avenues had failed. In some circles, she was a little of both. What it gave her was the ability to hone her void magics away from prying eyes and become a terrifying, impossible figure for those stupid enough to take on leves from overzealous priests.

El would have continued with this life had the Final Days not occurred. Whether sinful, void or woefully mortal, none could truly battle against the terrifying might of the blasphemies, and she was forced to take on more dangerous pacts to ensure her survival when those around her were being obliterated. Word of her recklessness reached Rex, whom she'd kept some communication with in the years after her abandonment, and he personally travelled to Dravania to extract her himself. While she is cagey about the details of their reunion she is no longer tied to dangerous deals and offers her services to him should he ever ask.

Her domestication, however, is more akin to that of a wild animal. Because it suits her. Because she is currently comfortable.

These hooks are not comprehensive! Rather, they serve as a springboard for potential interactions based on a few core tropes, backstory info, characterisations, etc. You are more than welcome to message me OOC to hash things out before approaching.

Gelmorra: Elandervier's line was one of the last families to leave the world below, preferring to travel north towards Ishgard than trying to survive in the woods that abhorred her presence. As a result, she feels a far closer connection to Gelmorra than her birth nation. She is more likely to trust descendants from the dark than anyone else, and attributes her fascination to the subterrain nation as the reason she began dabbling in magic in the first place.

Ishgard: Elandervier's family was on the upper end of middle-class and very well known for their skills in medicine and midwifery. The witch began following in her mother's footsteps from an early age, and it's entirely possible she might have assisted in the birth of your character if they're thirty years or younger. However, she holds little love for the city-state, and even less if you're a member or retainer to a High House. There's also the uncomfortable notion she is still suspected of murdering five young men when she took on her first pact, but most turn a blind eye as to not be called on their hypocrisies. They did not arrest her when she was saving their children, why would they now? She's also not above bargains, pacts and promises to ensure her safety and will call on them openly if people seek to contain her.

Dragons & Heretics: While not directly involved in the war itself, El's services were often fetched for a hefty sum, and she was more than happy to offer intel about the city if the price was good enough. Her distaste for Ishgard ensured her tolerance in the wilds, and she continues to operate in Dravania with little protest.

Voidsent: Is your character a voidsent? Do they dabble in the void? There's a good chance El is aware of their presence or even knows them personally. She was an enthusiastic collector of any and all literature during her time in Eorzea, and those in the know can easily please her by offering trinkets, tombs and talismans that enhance her connection to her chosen aether. 

Criminality: Elandevier is no saint, and her time in Eorzea was a misery for anyone who wasn't her. She was not above robbing, hexing and maiming to get her way, and her only mercy was that she preferred to wipe another's mind rather than outright killing them — a woefully inadequate payment for those hurt. Does she regret it? Absolutely not. She dabbled with the worst of them and holds no remorse for her actions during that time. If anything, she's mad she doesn't get to do it now.

Firelight Trading Company: She's a retainer to Rexonus Fira'lux, though its obvious their relationship extends beyond business. He is the only person who stands a chance at commanding her, and she tends to spend most of her time in his office or the bowels of their headquarters when forced to leave home. Yet if you were to come to the door asking for her, many would probably have no idea who you were talking about. I wonder why that is?