⁌"Piccadilly Moreaux"⁍
➼The Wandering Bard➼
Manager of Honour's Rest Tavern
Huntmaster for the Honour's Rest Hunter's Guild
⁌Prose⁍
"Pray, dost thou wish to see my heart? No need for words to play their part.Passions profound, pure, and bright, are what I seek in day and night. In pursuit of party, pizzazz, and cheer, I strive for perfection far and near.Patience, dear partner, let us see, our poetic pact shall fruitful be.Pah! No coward am I to fate's cruel test. Share with me, I'll do the rest. To pen poem and verse, patience is key. Perchance, wilt thou listen to humble me? For I am Bard Piccadilly."
⁌Description⁍
A crown of striated, burgundy and ashen locks lay flamboyantly upon an affable visage. The curls delicately wrap at the pert, crimson ears which stand as mere lumps above the would-be sea of silky hair. The bright, sapphire gaze which peers out from this near curtain of red, remains stricken with quite the cocky stare. Soft and well rounded; both accurate terms to describe the delicate features this fledgling Miqo'te possesses. Smooth cheeks, meticulously unmarred by war -- save for a single scar at the corner of his mouth -- a rounded chin, and a pair of pale, thin lips from which two almost minuscule fangs spill forth.Garbed in an array of grandiose silks, and linens, garb which is most often worn even in the warmest of summers, it's clear this man is quite the 'avante-garde' sort of individual. A momentary glance at the man may not provide much, but upon close inspection, one might notice that, even though tightly bound, the clothes seem to almost dangle off of his thin frame, as if it were two sizes too large. Clear notations that this bard has near naught in what one would describe as "Meat on his bones", a clear indication that, although relatively well traveled, the man knows not the tribulations of battle.
⁌Equipment⁍
➼Fiddle
•Piccadilly's trusty instrument which he is rarely seen without. The melodic tones with which he strings can lift even the most dour of hearts.➼Lute
•For when that prior oh-so-relaxing tone will not do, he carries along his trusty lute -- oft seen strung over his shoulder.➼Officer's Six-Shooter
•Replacing what was once a flintlock pistol, Piccadilly's revolver is, in truth, under the ownership of his husband, Noé Moreaux. This revolver, Garlean in make, is a standard amongst the officers of the Garlean military. While generally a coward when it comes to combat, Piccadilly is an expert marksman.
⁌General Info⁍
• Birth Name: Unknown
• Legal Name: Piccadilly Moreaux
• Race: Miqo'te - Keeper of the Moon
• Birthplace: The Black Shroud - Keeper Clan
• Age: 22
• Height: 5 fulm, 3 ilm (5'3, 160cm)
• Weight: Slender/Ectomorph
• Birthplace: The Black Shroud
• Current Residence: Honour's Rest - Ishgard
• Relationship Status: Married [Noé Moreaux]
• Profession: But a humble Bard -- Ask me for a song!
⁌OOC⁍
Hello my friends! Thank you for checking out Piccadilly's carrd!•This RPer is over the age of 18! I will not interact with anyone under said age.•I RP in the third person, typically in the para, or multi-para form, but I can accomodate! I am also a bit more of a faster typer, so don't mind my fast replies! Feel free to take as long as you need to post!•I am open to whispers, and encourage walk-ups! As a friendly, and extravertive person, Piccadilly will often approach, so I encourage you to do the same!•Wanna hear a performance? I'm more than happy to give one IC, or OOC!•Lastly, I do not mix IC and OOC, and I never start drama!Thank you!