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Once upon a time, there was a little Prince
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Lament Meveluet
Age: 23Residence: IshgardStatus: Devoted to Lyonaux CourliemontOrientation: GayOccupation: Wannabe KnightAlignment: Lawful Good
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"Maman, what were the knights like?"A little boy, no older than five, asked this question every evening. Tucked in his bed all cozy and warm, the boy looked towards the sound of his Mother. A comforting, familiar presence; Her gentle laugh, her footsteps as she stepped towards his bed, the dented weight as she sat down. And, yes, the eagerly awaited sound of rustling pages as she opened his favorite book."Well, once upon a time..." Her voice was calming, as the little boy hung on every word. It was a tale heard a thousand times over, but he never tired of them. Tales of battles fought against most ferocious dragons, of chivalry and princesses, of bravery.How the boy yearned to ride upon a noble steed, to take upon the battlefield admist thunderous battle cries! He did not know the limitations his blindness had imposed on him, at least not yet.
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The boy grows into a man. Though he quickly learns he has no endurance for the battlefield, he still dreams of riding that noble steed even if he ends up riding it into the closest wall. There had been nothing he could do about his eyes, so he contents himself with carrying the morals that a knight would. Speaking as they do, ever so helpful, kind, and hopeful that someday he might find a Princess to rescue, just like he was supposed to....right?Like gaps in a suit of armor, Lament's insecurity can be seen in the way he hides his eyes. At his very core, the man is a stuttering, sheepish mess that uses his knowledge of knights as a shield. Hiding his inadequacies and his questioning desires, shoving them deep down within himself.Adventure waits for no man, and Lament is determined to find his Princess to rescue. Not only that, but what good was chivalry without people to share it with? And thus he leaves his home, assuring his parents that he will call every night.
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