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Renowned in her time as Warrior of Light and Darkness, a figure most central in the events of great nations, a Scion of the Seventh Dawn, and a hero upon multiple stars, Clove Chanterelle remaineth yet a mystery even unto her closest comrades.
Whilst by turns a witty smart-ass, a brazen and foul-mouthed flirt, and a font of thoughtful wisdom, she is frequently taciturn, and keepeth private to a fault. Not even those Scions to whom she is most dear knoweth aught of her life before destiny layeth their paths together.
Though fiercely protective of the young Leveilleur twins Alphinaud and Alisaie, even Alisaie’s prayer for tales of her mentor’s past was rewarded with a warm embrace and a gentle "That's a story for another time," before a challenge was levied to test the growth of her acumen in the arts of a Red Mage.
Yet stories, like lost treasures, are loath to be kept hidden for too long, and soon or late needs must be shared.
–Urianger Augurelt, Chronicles of the Seventh Dawn
