Beau/Lore

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## Official Description

LET MY LOVE EXPLODE AND BURN ON YOU!

1. Study rope knots.
2. A special way to "heal" the soul.

If you don't want to die young, it's best to stay away from Beau. This is a scary guy who's obsessed with death and blood, so don't be fooled by his charming looks.

## Mastery Emails

###  Trainee

To: Laz (Beau)
  Greetings Mr. Beau!
  Thanks a lot for helping to retrieve my pendant! My mother gave it to me, so it really means a lot. I guess I can add that to the list of other great things that have happened lately—including fending off enemy fire in the last match so I could bring back that supply crate! Compared to Mr. Beau, we're just a bunch of Trainees. I must catch up on growing and find a chance to help him in the future!
  I'm not used to being so indebted to someone I hardly know. It feels strange. Please tell me how I can ever make it up to you, Mr. Beau?
From: Momoi (Hoarder)

###  Mercenary

To: Momoi (Hoarder)
  Greetings, dearest Momoi. My apologies for not writing sooner, but I was rather ensconced in all the difficulties associated with reaching the Mercenary title.
  I must say, you have struck me—particularly in recent times—as an exceptionally good-natured, kind soul. I trust the tardiness of my reply has not given you cause for concern? If so, I do apologize. Truth be told, Momoi, you need not repay me in any way. Helping one as virtuous as yourself is, in my eyes, payment enough. So please let us not impose such a transactional mindset.
  But if you simply must do something, then let it be friendship. I would like to get to know you a little bit better, Momoi. I realize as I write this that I have fallen victim to some "misunderstandings" imposed upon me by some of your friends. It's all terribly silly in my opinion.
  Also, "Mr. Beau" strikes me as a tad formal. My real name is "Laz"—although I'd prefer you not tell anyone, as I'm currently engaged in some tricky business, and I do not wish to reveal my hand just yet (that is, my real identity). So please let it remain our secret, if you would be so kind? I look forward to our next correspondence!
From: Laz (Beau)

###  Hunter

To: Laz (Beau)
  Hi Beau. First of all, I wanted to congratulate you on reaching Hunter. Well done! It's a worthy achievement.
  Now here's my question: what are your designs for Momoi?
  I mean no offense, but you don't exactly give people a great first impression. And it looks like Momoi is trying to strike up a fairly close relationship with you. She has her own unique, sometimes naive, way of looking at the world. Some of the things I've heard about you are pretty unpleasant. Would you ever lure a girl to her death, Beau? Why are you trying so hard to get close to Momoi?
  I don't want to get Momoi involved in this, but let me assure you we have ways of keeping you two at arm's length. And it's in my capacity as one of her friends that I should advise you: a certain "Watchman" arrived in Isle City not too long ago with a warrant for your arrest. If I were you, I'd get out while I still can...
From: Vincent (Scavenger)

###  Hotshot

To: Laz (Beau)
  We meet again, my old nemesis.
  Placing your name so prominently on Isle City's Hotshot list may not have been the smartest move. Then again, in my experience, criminals are never that bright...
  I've also heard you've locked on to your next "target". Leave the poor girl alone. I'm warning you... If you so much as harm a hair on Momoi's head...
  Just pray I don't arrest you on the battlefield. Letting you skip jail was the biggest mistake of my career, and I'll be damned if I let you fool me twice!
  Don't even think of serenading me with more of that "you and I are really the same" rubbish. You'll have plenty of chances to change—if not in this life, then the next.
From: Dominic (Watchman)

###  Eradicator

To: Momoi (Hoarder)
  Oh my dearest Momoi, was this your congratulatory gift to me on account of my reaching Eradicator? A vicious attack?
  I am heartbroken, my dear—truly heartbroken. But love is love. And I am forced by the purity of my feelings for you to extend the hand of forgiveness.
  I often wonder who slipped the chalice of poisoned thoughts to my dearest? Who was it that encouraged you to repay my goodwill with evil?
  Was it Vincent, who styles himself your "brother" (despite the complete absence of any real blood connection)? Well, then we may ask ourselves: exactly what kind of "brother" is he? Not a very good one, in my humble opinion, for seeking to poison our budding friendship seeded with the purest of intentions at the well of paranoia. Strangely enough, I think Vincent has the same dubious motivations he accused me of having toward you! Or are you so naive as to believe Vincent's feelings toward you are simply platonic?
  And what about Morningstar? I thought she was well-known for being quite dismissive of your abilities. Has she changed her tune now because she is impressed with your new skills, or because Morningstar must perpetually surround herself with characters that she can see as naive due to her inability to deal with the rough and tumble of life? Yet you would take her word over mine?
  Finally, there is this "Watchman", who has been so derelict in his past duties. You should consider us more akin to ex-colleagues severely disgruntled with each other. Do not take Watchman's word as the golden truth over mine, when I'm the only one of the two of us who has ever helped you in any substantive way.
  Is our friendship destroyed so easily by a few jealous comments? Have I not acted only in the most proper and sincere way to you?
  But don't worry, my dearest. Don't take it to heart. I have means at my disposal to ensure their lies will no longer be propagated here in Isle City or anywhere else. In fact, I would rather like to rescue you from the hands of those who would manipulate you so wrongly! Yes, you should be free, my lovely bird—free from those who would control you!
From: Laz (Beau)

###  Enforcer

To: Laz (Beau)
  Good day, Mr. Laz. I am writing on behalf of Nova Research.
  Congratulations on your Enforcer ranking. We have long since learned not to be surprised by each new proof of your extraordinary abilities.
  efore broaching the main subject of this letter, we note with some sadness that reports of entanglements prior to the great disaster have now come back to impose difficulties on your life in Isle City. We hope the situation will be diffused forthwith, but if not we also fear a clash between yourself and certain individuals may be imminent. It would be a great tragedy for someone so talented and clear-thinking to obey the dictates of wanton individuals who know nothing of any real importance. And thus we arrive at the subject of our letter: we wish to offer you assistance.
  Nova has been forced into hiding by recent events, but rest assured our extraordinary research projects (which have the potential to elevate humanity to new and glorious heights) have continued unabated, both in respect to AI and augmentation technology. We are, in fact, on the cusp of achieving the complete transfer of human consciousness from body to machine. We have achieved almost as much as we can on a theoretical basis, but now we need men of practicality. In particular, what we need right now is an individual destined for greatness with the courage not only to face that greatness but also one ready to take risks.
  We herewith formally extend the invitation of partnership. In other words, we sincerely hope that you will join our organization in some capacity. Do you find this proposal amenable?
  You do not need to give an answer right away. Our offer will remain on the table. And if, as we hope, you do join us, then please reach out at any time. We eagerly await your reply.
From: Nova Research Division