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Isabeau - Ophthalmophobia ( fear of being stared at )
Isabeau - Missing an arm
Isabeau - A retired Defender of Jouvente. He capital-C-Changed his body, hoping to become someone that others wouldn't be ashamed of knowing. Lost his right arm months before the party reached Dormont, protecting Mirabelle from a fatal strike coming from a powerful Sadness. Despite his loss, his bubbly and highly supportive personality remains, always caring for his companions.
And even though he does mourn the fact of him most likely never being able to become a clothing designer with just one arm, he does not regret his decision one bit. He's just a stupid Defender, afterall, and Mirabelle is the Chosen one, the one blessed by the Change God, to defeat the King. She is more important than some puny guy that likes bad jokes. Gets phantom pains quite often.
He desperately tries to be the strong, optimistic member of the party, keeping up their morales and spirits, never wanting to let them down. Always hoping that his laughter will light up the room and help everyone forget about everything, if only for a little bit. He also lost his left earring in one of the battles against Sadnesses. Generally he is the person constantly getting hurt for his party, despite the scolding he gets for it regularely.
Due to his phobia, he dislikes crowds and the public, always feeling like he has eyes at the back of his neck. He hates it, and always tries to avoid eye contact while talking to someone. With the party's help though, he's been making progress! The feeling of eyes looking over his body reminds him of all his imperfections, and it makes him spiral, wondering if he is being stared at due to the flaws in his crafted body. It makes him want to Change into someone else.
During his younger years, while he was still a Defender, he got involved into a community of people, which also tried to Change their bodies. Feeling like he highly relates to this, he decided to tag along for a while, only later realizing that the "community" he's been associated with and made friends in, is actually a cult. Specifically the Body Crafters Cult. After his denial subsided, he decided to run, and forever leave his old life behind, both as a Defender, and as a member of a Change Cult. He ran with his head hung in shame.
And yet, he still silently hopes that maybe, just maybe, in an unspecified time in the future, he could make up for the missing earring, and put a bonding one in it's place, if he'd ever dare to confess to Siffrin. He cannot bring himself to do it though, thinking that maybe, even after everything, he may still not be good enough and worthy of being loved. All in all, he still remains just a coward.
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UWU hope you liked it, also tomorrow i'll be posting Loop! then we'll only have the King in the way, and then we're moving on to worldbuilding and mythology/the gods!