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General
Beltaine Greystone is a female Hyur of Midlander clan, registered in the database on with 37381210 for ID. Had also been known under 1 other name: Beltain Teg.
Born on 21st Sun of the 6th Astral Moon under protection of Halone, the Fury.
Currently is resident of Gridania, The Black Shroud on Mateus of Crystal.
Reached rank of Second Serpent Lieutenant in Order of the Twin Adder Grand company.
Last interview was conducted on .
This is what adventurer had to say during it:
"𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔶𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔶 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔡, ℑ𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔢𝔫𝔡." 𝔗he air was brisk and sterling. It cradled over miles of coniferous trees and mountainous terrain with limitless expanse. In all her grim experiences, never had she thought remnants of death could beckon her through such grace. Snow blanketed the surface of every fiber, purging the floor of blemish, nigh paralleling heaven's vastness.
She nestled atop a rotting log and drew her knees to her chest. Sharp wetness seeped through the layered fabrics of her garb and hair prickled on the nape of her neck, but those trivial discomforts did not matter here. She could smell an icy hollowness that stung her sinuses, and the chimes of warping frost resonated in her ears.
This was her private crystalline sphere, a compact universe where she dwelled among the dash of animals stirring the stillness with light puffs of splendid white. Flakes kissed her face flushed with heat like the soft descent of Nymeia's own stars. She aspired to remain unshaken as the headstones surrounding her, and absorb with every sensation the frailest stimuli.
The perpetual winter on the outskirts of Ishgard had imprinted itself into her more fonder memories. A stroll through the cemeteries were all that was necessary to enter a surreal plane of peace - no matter how regrettably fleeting the moment had to be, nor haunting the tribulations which transpired prior to the graves and awaited her on the other side.✒