You can see her tongue run over her teeth, lips tight as she stares you stem to stern. "Hm," she says after a very long drag of her cigarette, "What?"
Particular.
Churlish.
Painfully Ishgardian.
Walks with a Cane.
Delicate.
Mdme. Egrine Fugorier
❝ Conservatively dressed and thin, she is never without the large lenses upon her nose; nor, it seems the, quiet mutter under her breath. Piercing blue-and-brown eyes amidst a furrowed brow, her appearance is neat and austere and to the average outsider; she may strike something of an imposing figure.The image disintegrates upon scrutiny. The seams of her gloves, threadbare, worn from the near-constant fidgeting. She seems uncomfortable in her skin, slouching, or fiddling with nothing when she thinks she is unobserved. A brusk little woman of middling age sporting a frown; her ire pointed outwards as a spear.Madame Fugorier is of Ishgardian manner and appearance. But, no matter the years have gone by nor the lessons learned still sits the awkward Coerthan denizen, feeling as ever out of place amongst her peers. ❞
IF YOU ASKED. . .
THE CANTO | Once an old opera house in the Mists, once a life to it...wine and music filling the hall. Though her doors may have closed to the public once more, the wine still flows out and flows regularly. Perhaps you recognize that memorable red windmill logo upon your favorite bottle.
FANCY A SMOKE? | A habit she has never managed to quit, though she may need to ask you for a light. Hers is always missing, for some reason. It was her favorite, too.
HOW I LEARNED TO STOP CASTLEING AND LOVE THE GAMBIT | Mdme Egrine loves games, it becomes astonishingly apparent. More specifically she loves to win games. Play her at your own risk. Chess, Poker, Blackjack. But her really love is carnival games. Get close enough and watch that stoic face light up. Almost like there is a different person in there entirely.
LADY CUSTOMSBANE | An utter nightmare to deal with professionally. And she always gets her way.
THE FRIENDS OF MR. FUGORIER | What a nasty man. Why they're still married is anyone's guess. Twenty someodd years and they're both still here. It's a war of attrition, and each of them like primed weapons on others' arms.
FOR THE SKY | Like follows Like. Cold people far from home will seek the warmth of familiarity.
A RUMOR, HEARSAY. . .
AMONGST THE RABBLE | Why is every person she seems to surround herself with a liar, a thief, a cheat, an outcast or a combination there of? Just where do these people keep coming from? And why is she so damn fond of them?
A STAGE, THE STAGE | Warm lights, warmer faces. A voice clear and crisp as the Ishgardian air. She loves to sing, when she feels up to it. Maybe you remember. Maybe you've never had a chance to remember. These days she's happy to be a patron of the arts, doing her best to attend every staged show in Ishgard that she can manage.
THE ROOK | Yes, you see that signet ring. Only a scion of Dzemael would be so neutronic about avoiding any chance of poisoning. Maybe it's just a precaution...maybe it's just history.
SICKNESS OF THE BLOOD | Right as rain? Is that true? Madame, your nose is bleeding again...The more unusual the cure, the more desperate she is to try it. She'll try anything at this point. Discretion, above all else.
ACOTAR OR SOMETHING LIKE IT | If you've ever caught her reading, the titles might surprise you. She always seems to have the worst of the worst of the pick of paperback smut novels. Some tried and true Trashy Romance. Her collection some might call 'prodigious' or another torpid word to denote a really big...you get it. Have you written something? Perhaps she'll ask you to sign her copy...if she'll ever admit to it.
THIS IS NOT A COMPREHENSIVE LIST.
I am always open to making new connections and encourage new ideas.
If you don't quite see a hook that interests you, I'm open to discussion!
Also known as— Mdme. Fugorier, or Lady Egrine. The Talley Queen.
Residence— The Pillars, Ishgard. •
The Bel Canto Winery, Mist.
Mdme Egrine will engage...
Potential business contacts.
Other ex-pats.
Performers. Actors. Musicians.
You, out of politeness. Maybe.
Mdme Egrine may try to avoid...
Ishgardian Nobility.
Children, or mention of them.
Criminal activity.
Physical altercations.
Mdme Egrine can be found near...
The Allied Citystates.
The docks, sky or sea.
Customs houses.
Loud, lively venues.
Other Ishgardians
Rivals or Business contacts
Lore-friendly headcanons
Long-term/Campaign-style RP
Performance RP/Theatrical events
Adventure and Slice of Life scenes
Open world RP / INgame RP
Pre-established relationships
Injury/lasting damage
Sensitive topics (trauma, abuse, suicide, etc.)
Dark/Mature elements
Lore-bending headcanons
Canon characters/Canon WoLs
***F#ta/Tr#p/F+ *** — i have no interest in interacting with anyone that uses fetish terms oft used to degrade trans folk.
2nd person pov.
extensive lore from other series/isekai'd characters.
noncon or sexual violence.
harm to children.
Please understand I do not wish to interact with muns under the age of 18.𝘐 𝘈𝘔 𝘐𝘕 𝘊𝘚𝘛 — and I am available most evenings!𝘘𝘜𝘈𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘠 > 𝘘𝘜𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘛𝘠 — my posting style will wildly fluctuate. Please do not feel obligated to mirror. I want what feels right for you.𝘐 𝘔𝘖𝘚𝘛𝘓𝘠 𝘙𝘗 𝘖𝘕 𝘞𝘌𝘌𝘒𝘋𝘈𝘠𝘚 — weekends can be hard for me to pin down or give availability to but with enough time anything's possible!𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘊𝘖𝘙𝘋 — typically, I do not just hand this out; but I do use it primarily to communicate. If we hit it off I don't mind sharing it.