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[ a roleplay / ask blog for YELLOWFINGER HEYSEL of dark souls 3 ]

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- Jack of all trades, master of none. As someone who could loosely be considered a battlemage, trained following the tradition of Farron fighters of knowing the art of the sword and of the spell in equal measure, Heysel can handle herself in both a duel of magic and a more conventional frontal clashing of weapons- even if her own weapon has terribly little of conventional, being a war pick with the secondary use of being staff as well.- Learning under the direction of one of the Crystal Sages, her knowledge of soul magic is vast, and so is her competence in wielding that kind of spells. Preferring speed over raw power, however, the spells she casts are all light-impact, doing little damage per hit with the upside of being able to cast them in extremely quick succession. After her death and revival as undead she pursued another great magical interest: golden magic, a specialty of Oolacile, becoming an esteemed researcher of it as a xanthous scholar. Adept at modifying and enhancing spells.- Living in the middle of a toxic swamp, even if it’s home, demands some skills. Heysel can hunt game, identify what edible plants her environment can offer, and treat wounds, even if as undead all damages can be easily solved with a sip of estus. Worthy of note is her passionate love for all animals present in the marsh, like giant crabs, slugs, and frogs, which she’s sort of adopted as pets collectively.

Easygoing, vivacious and light-spirited, Heysel is a person who seems to always find something to smile and laugh about in any situation, and even just a sliver of good in any individual. Wearing her heart on her sleeve, she’s a woman very in touch with her emotions, feeling everything strongly- sometimes, too strongly.
Her approach to existence is a relentlessly positive one: life is meant to be enjoyed, doing what one loves and sharing fun with friends, so that there may be as few regrets as possible when one looks back at the end. This last point she’s made her mantra- she will not have regrets.For all her goodness, for all her generosity, for all this boundless love for life and people, she still is a Finger of Rosaria, hunting down people to cut out the tongues inside their mouth, and this is a job she does with the same mirth as everything else. Heysel doesn’t fear hurting others in the slightest, and even does so with a touch of delighted malice; though she also doesn’t fear harm coming from retaliation, lucid enough to be aware of being in the wrong.Humor laces a vast majority of her words and actions, and this often translates in an unwillingness to say things straight, or saying them half-way. This is not to be taken personally: Heysel like most wishes to be known and never be known both, and likes it better when she’s vague- try to ask her to talk about herself, and she’ll tell you just about nothing clearly, with hints hidden behind a thick veil of humor.

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- Eldritch scholar: (tag) / bloodborne au main verseAlso known as Broccoli HeyselHistorian hailing from a distant land, Heysel came to Yharnam searching for a cure to her illness, mere chance leading her to a group of individuals unaffiliated with the Church seeking to elevate themselves — she joined them and, eventually, the group envisioned the Milkweed rune, enlightenment morphing their bodies. Remember, the flesh is liquid! It can be changed, reshaped, remade!weapons: an average hunter pistol, augur of ebrietas, call from beyond.other: though she considers her 'default' shape her tentacled Kin look, she can shape herself to look human again. While in this state, the higher the insight of a hunter, the easier they'll perceive that something is off.

- Great One: (tag) / extension of eldritch scholarIt is done. It is done. The scholar that called herself Heysel dreamed of becoming the stars themselves, and she succeeded. Managing to at long last attain ascension, she goes through one last metamorphosis- the final one- and becomes a divinity among planets. She's a young god with constellations under her skin, so very in love with humanity still; they will call her Syzygy.weapons: being a reality-bending god should be sufficient.other: few know of her existence, fewer still her original name. Call, and she will come.

- Not so good hunter: (tag) / less tentacled and more fanged alternative path> cw for heavy religious themes and imagery.Somewhere else, in another time, Heysel never meets the scholars with which she'd become a Kin, and instead continues training in the art of the hunt. This is that time.Affable, roguish, always with a joke or another ready, the prospector-hunter named Heysel is a woman of near unflinching good mood. Archaeologist by trade, more or less witting worshipper of Oedon, she descends and remains in the depths of Pthumerian dungeons for months at end, and extends a prayer or two to the formless god when she likes for fun. It's not like he's listening, after all. Appreciator of cigars and grape-made, non-blood-tinged wine.weapons: church pick, various pistols, her own revolver, molotovs, don't think she won't use her fangs or, more likely, claws.other: just won't stop quoting Dante upon entering or returning from the dungeons. Several tattoos decorate her skin; the most visible ones are two eyes, vertically placed one above the other on her nape. Tied to the Formless Oedon and Oedon Writhe runes.

- Your friend goldfinch: (tag) / elden ring auA Tarnished guided still by grace, Heysel is a leather-armored, yellow-cloaked Sellian assassin wandering the Lands Between. Centuries of death before life anew have made her briefly complacent, but she is convinced now: it is imperative she is the one to slay Marika- she, the nothing-woman, the killer among killers history forgot. She has plans, she has secret venom. It all will make sense, in time. But she needs allies.weapons: as a spellsword, she's proficient in the use of both blade and sorcery- namely her own sword, and night, gravity, and some glintstone magic channeled through a meteorite staff. The amount of knives she carries on herself can't be counted on a single hand. Crossbow enjoyer.other: before her graceless death she was known as Goldfinch, and it's a moniker she sometimes still uses. As a professionally dangerous woman on a mission, she has accepted plenty of terrible deals- including knowledge of the flame of frenzy.Able to Darkwalk, the art of bending gravity to slip between realities in order to cover long distances in the blink of an eye. This is the story of how she learned this knowledge.Important note: This is the one timeline in which Heysel has her own ending and is working to obtain the world she desires, but worry not! The main split happens at the final battle, and regardless unless specified when writing with others I'll default to her just being a npc in your world. But if you want to join the goldfinch ending, feel free to come along- or better, to bring her along to the final confrontation!

- Dread ambusher: (tag) / baldur's gate 3 au> this verse is a work in progress; bear with me!Among the Myconids lies an npc that might join your party if you have the eye to see her in the Underdark's shadow- a half elf, arcane trickster and gloom stalker named Heysel. Don't let the dark makeup and darker clothing fool you: the woman is of a cheery disposition so bright not even the events unfolding now across Faerûn can shake it. Events you fell victim of and she was investigating, as it happens... and well, would you mind if she joined you? She is eager to see the solution to this tadpole-ridden puzzle.weapons: shortsword and dagger for melee fight, crossbow for ranged struggle. While not a wizard, she remains an arcane trickster too, able to cast spells.other: A casual Mielikki devotee, still dreaming of being gifted the honor of riding one of her unicorns. Frequently collaborating with the Society of Brilliance.

- Space wizard: (tag) / destiny auVoidwalker, researcher of pre-golden age artefacts and aspiring cryptarch, Heysel is one of those rare cases of very social warlock. When she’s not out in the field or in her study, she can be found in the Crucible, gleefully fighting other guardians with a shotgun in hand.weapons: SMGs, shotguns and swords. Carries a Thorn on herself more often than not, kept concealed under her robes.other: she has a passion for sparrow racing. Part of a clan. You can imagine its name.

- Darkest dungeon: (tag)An enthusiastic graverobber with a sharp blade and a keen eye for all shiny. Only remaining member of a once wealthy family, Heysel did what she had to do to ensure her survival — stealing from cadavers included.
One day, she will return to her life of gold and velvets, or that’s her plan at least. The life of adventuring through dungeons for the Heir is not so bad, though…weapons: the standard graverobber weaponry.other: some say foul rumors about her being friendly with a cultist witch, that for sure can’t be true…

- Modern: (tag) / inspired by hotline miami & payday 2An all around mysterious individual who wanders around wearing yellow tinted glasses no matter the light or weather, working as scout and “problem-solver” for a certain Lady Rosaria. When she’s not being professionally dangerous, she’s an enormous nerd.weapons: she's not picky.other: fond of riding motorcycles at horrifyingly high speeds, more often than not in awful yellow suits.

- Sea revenant: (tag) / inspired by return of the obra dinnThe ship she was aboard sinks in a storm; she is lost deep under the waves. The woman drowns- but her death does not quite stick. For reason unknown, she is instead taken by the ocean, made into a being capable of living underwater, her eyes black, her teeth sharp. Undying, immortal, Heysel now lives in the sea, though she especially enjoys returning to land.weapons: riding on the back of a spider crab large as a boat should count as a weapon itself; on top of that, she wields a harpoon, and should that fail her supernatural strength will make up for it.other: often wearing a cloak of seaweed that covers her entire body. you may want to listen to this.

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