Héloïse Boucher
Daggers flashing in the dark
Down at the wrong side of the tracks
Our Lady of the Underground
About
Down in the Brume, below where polite folk tend to venture, in the sump and the smog, you'll find her little fiefdom.Miss Boucher. If you drop her name, like as not you're looking for something. And for someone to help you find it. For the right price, she can.Folks flock around her, you see. The meek and the downtrodden, the destitute and overlooked. The abandoned and the forsaken and the betrayed. And they all have eyes, and they all have ears, and like ravens they flock to her arm and whisper what they know. And she smiles and she kisses their cheek and she writes what they say down in her little black book. Names and figures and sin after sin after sin.Levers. Pliable with the right kind of force. And there's plenty of strength in those calloused hands of hers....
Hooks
These are not exhaustive, feel free to reach out if you have an idea.
Familiar Haunts
Héloïse can be found near...▶ THE BRUME
▶ DENS OF INIQUITY
▶ DARK CORNERS
▶ SEEDY BARS
Héloïse Will Engage:
▶ Those at the margins
▶ The well-connected
▶ Schemers and revolutionaries
▶ Those willing to get their hands a little dirty
Héloïse Will Avoid:
▶ Nobles and aristocrats
▶ Idealists to a fault
▶ The morally inflexible
▶ Those who'd find her below their notice
Common Daliances
▶ Miss Boucher | Héloïse is an information broker of some renown. She makes it a point to know everything that is going on in Ishgard. Her help doesn't come cheap, but for the right price, she can find you what you're looking for... or, worse yet. She already knows what you've done, and would like to have a little chat.▶ The Rat Queen | Héloïse grew up as an orphan on the streets, and she wasn't the only one. In this, she found a community. Fellow orphans flocked to her side, and soon she was the leader of a merry band of cutpurses and pickpockets. Perhaps you were one of her number. Or perhaps you remember being robbed blind by a gaggle of children, or being held at knifepoint gazing into those piercing yellow eyes.▶ A Well-Connected Woman | Héloïse makes it a point to know who's who, especially in the world of organized crime and underworld dealings. Her gaze extends past Ishgard, because so too do the High Houses. The foundation of the Republic's greatly expanded the field of play, and she's not one to not collect pieces on the board.
Down in the Depths
▶ Cutting the Threads | Misfortune seems to be nipping at the heels of Ishgard's nobility as of late. Obscured crimes laid bare. Members of high society having all manner of unfortunate accidents. All seemingly unrelated, and yet... the reckoning only seems to strike at the corrupt. Is it simply karma running its course, or is there something else at play?▶ A Revolution Disarmed | Right under their noses, a militia had been formed. Plans had been made. The revolution was coming and the Pillars would come toppling down... if the Warrior of Light hadn't ended the Dragonsong. And just like that, the movement faded into the thrum of the new Ishgardian Republic. But who carried the torch, and who procured the powder charges?▶ Under her Thumb | Those with connections and power to use might find a visitor at night. With sweet words she offers a carrot... and the flash of her yellow eyes imply a stick. Wouldn't you like to make a new friend?