Agreus

The land of Ivalice remembers knights who shed blood for kings. But it forgets the ones who bled for peace. Born into the same noble house as Agrias Oaks, Agreus was raised on tales of valor and duty. While his sister served as a holy knight protecting royalty, Agreus chose a different path—the Templar Order. Not for glory, but to stand between chaos and the people it devours. Unlike many Templars drunk with power, Agreus held fast to serenity. His swordsmanship was unmatched, flowing like water and striking like thunder, yet he spoke little of his victories. He was known as “The Still Flame”—a man who burned fiercest in silence. But in truth, Agreus hated war. Each swing of his blade etched regret in his soul. Every victory, a burden. On quiet nights, he would tend the soil of a small hidden valley in Zeltennia, growing herbs and vegetables—feeding orphans displaced by the war he helped fight. "What is a knight if he cannot nurture life, only take it?" he would ask.