Name: Larsa Ferrinas of House Solidor
Age: 12
Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Dark brown/black
Family: Emperor Gramis (father), two older brothers (deceased), Consul Vayne
Home: Imperial City of Archades
Title: Crown Prince Larsa Ferrinas Solidor, Heir to the Archadian Empire
Specialty: White Magic and fencing
Job: A peaceful, budding diplomat
History: Larsa Ferrinas Solidor, fourth and youngest son of Emperor Gramis Solidor of Archadia. Twelve years old, bright, inquisitive and a firm advocate of peace. He is well respected and beloved by both his brother and his guardians the Judge Magisters who uphold the law throughout the Empire. Commanding a certain amount of respect not usually given to a boy on the cusp of adolescence, yet never asking for it, Larsa does not act like those whom share his age.
He joins the party under the name 'Lamont', masquerading as a commoner so he may move about unguarded. Once his identity is revealed, Larsa tugs on the threads he has gathered, eager to unravel the thickening plot surrounding his Empire and those who oppose it. Despite his companions being his enemies from a political standpoint, he comes to respect them regardless of this and they in turn respect him too.

Larsa aids the party in bringing down the corrupt people in power, even raising his sword against his own beloved brother, who had fought hard to keep Larsa untainted by the filth of politics, and loses him in the end. Peace attained, but at a great sacrifice for the boy who has now lost his family and extended members, and has to shoulder the burden of an Empire at the tender age of twelve.
Rivelata: "Just rest, my Lord." That foreign, accented speech he so cherished. He had eased into sleep to escape his troubled heart, a black Judge Magister cloak wrapped around him as a familiar blanket. He wanted to escape the fact his father had been murdered, and whilst his father cared little for his sons, it was the fact Vayne had killed him that stabbed at his tender heart.
Opening his blue eyes, it took him a moment to realize this was not the cabin within the Alexander. Gabranth was nowhere to be seen. He felt hot, and sweaty. Sitting up, he noted how dirtied his clothes were- gone was the crisp whiteness to his blouse.
As he walked up the stairs, he shielded his eyes as the sun seared into his sensitive eyes. The sea spanned around him. The sea? Were they not airborne before?
Around him there were similar befuddled expressions worn by foreigners in strange clothing. The deck was populated by a mishmash of people who looked as if they had been plucked from all corners of...places other than Ivalice.
Larsa frowned, rubbing his eyes. Where in the world was he?

Though he is young, his wisdom is quite beyond his years. He is a diplomat at heart, forever seeking a way to solve things with the interest of both parties in mind, and a strong desire to avoid the bloodshed his House is known for.
He is chivalrous, to a fault even, believing he must defend and speak for those who cannot do so for themselves. He has been brought up as a gentleman, with impeccable manners and learning.

Befriend the Child Emperor, and he will be willing to risk his life for you.
Relationships in Rivelata:
Ivaliceans:
There are people in Rivelata who come from Ivalice, the world Larsa hails from.
- Balthier mid Bunansa; Sky Pirate and comrade, also knew Larsa when they were younger
- Fran; Viera Co-Pilot and comrade
- Basch fon Ronsenberg; Captain of the Dalmascan army and comrade, twin brother to Larsa's own guardian Gabranth
- Penelo; cheerful orphan from Dalmasca, comrade and dear friend
- Lady Knight Agrias Oaks; from Ivalice in thepast, a Knight who reminds Larsa of his other guardian Judge Magister Drace.
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Played by:
AnnaykinsJournal: Solidor_Heir