#ishgard
So this is the mystery that’s been boggling me: Why is Jannequinard de Durendaire a viscount (as numerous NPCs constantly remind us?)
It would make sense if the Count de Durendaire’s eldest son received the courtesy title of Viscount, but Jannequinard is the second son. ?????
I decided to delve into this mystery and related questions about the Ishgardian nobility. My take on the situation is under the cut (with minor spoilers for various Heavensward quests, but no big story spoilers.)
This old post got a few reblogs recently, so if you are right now out there wondering WTF viscount, you might be interested in “Titles, Names, and Forms of Address”, a lore compilation I did subsequently!
The Tumblr post with it is here for ease of rebloggin’.
Also, given that the above post is old, there’s some obviated lore (I wrote it before Encyclopedia Eorzea I came out, I believe). It’s since become clear that Grinnaux is a nephew of the current Count de Dzemael, for example, and I think Baron Thievenaux has been retconned.
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“We recognize your years of devotion to the Holy See and acknowledge your loyal service to Ishgard and her people. And thus, in light of this, this tribunal has come to an agreement regarding how you will make reparations on behalf of your… family, and allow you the opportunity to serve in Her name. And so you take this oath to become a shieldmaiden in the Order of Saint Thea, to go forth unto the foreign lands, and to not return until you are certain your works are equal to the measure of the stain upon your family name. Your task shall be to seek out and eliminate the works of the enemy, and that wherever they shall be found, you shall stand against the heretic, the unbeliever…
…and the false god.”
the noble city, Ishgard
Ishgard calls for me to come to her defense and aid her warriors in battle.
I cannot be arsed.
It isn’t my war and the homeland made that very clear when they wrenched me from the Wyverns. I was not needed when I was too good to allow the undesirable dredges of the army to die on the battlefield, why am I needed now? Ah, my skill is too great to simply waste away in Gridania, reading tea leaves and working folk medicine.
I have no real chocobo in the race that is the war with Garlemald. I, like many Ishgardians, still remember the stories around the Autumn War - so I was in no hurry to help Ala Mhigo.
Neither city-state has ever done anything but cause me trouble. Why bother?
I spent another night with my former commander who again popped the question and, much like before, I gathered up my clothes and left without giving an answer. It is always Wildwood and non-Elezen that want to commit to me. Always. Without fail.
There are aspects of me and of who we are as a people that non-Duskwight just cannot ever hope to understand, and I suppose I still hold the ancestral disdain toward Wildwood for the things they’ve done to my people. Owning a home in Gridania feels a bit like a slight against those that pushed my ancestors out so many years ago - a bit of a spiritual “fuck you”. I can never see Wildwood as more than an occasional good time.
I cannot possibly care if that makes me a terrible person.
I feel the same for non-Elezen - they are for fun and not a long-term investment. If I were to ever choose to settle down…
Ha, I made a joke.
I suppose this sort of thing is on my mind more as I grow ever-older and my parents, elderly as they are, also continue to age. My brother has asked several times over why oh why I am rather suddenly bothered by the choices I have made and I cannot say for certain. Perhaps it is this idea that I wasted time on wanton pursuits that have left me with little beyond bittersweet memories. Perhaps it is a desire for something more.
Not necessarily the children, but the… permanence? I watch mother and father dance in the ballroom, their faces aglow with the same love they have felt for one another for their entire married life. They would not trade their time together for anything. They adore one another and they will for the rest of their lives.
I would like to find that, too.
I want to ruin our friendship
We should be lovers instead.