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| − | | gender = Male
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| − | | citizenship = Unaffilated
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| − | | race = Miqo'te
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| − | | clan = (Hybrid leaning Keeper)
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| − | | stat_1 = Namesday
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| − | | stat_1_value = 28th Sun of the 6th Umbral Moon.
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| − | | stat_2 = Occupation
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| − | | stat_2_value = Member of the Kindred.
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| − | | stat_3 = Age
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| − | | stat_3_value = 26
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| − | | stat_4 = Residence
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| − | | stat_4_value = The Goblet
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| − | | stat_5 = Server
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| − | | stat_5_value = Balmung
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| − | | stat_6 = Last Updated
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| − | | stat_6_value = 29/5/14
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| − | Rei is a well mannered and polite Miqo'te who has spent much of his life exploring. He has been to nearly all corners of the realm and greatly enjoys returning to the less civilized and quiet areas of the world.
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| − | He can be quite loyal, but only to those who have truly earned his trust. And even then it is not a blind loyalty. Still, he is always willing to offer a helping hand to anyone he happens to pass by.
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| − | Rei is surprisingly intelligent despite his shy and quiet demeanour. He has spend many a time reading and learning all he can in between training with his lance and doing jobs.
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| − | Rei had spent most of his life as a wandering mercenary, helping anyone and everyone he would come across regardless of payment. Currently this has changed as he has become employed by the Kindred. He... hasn't actually done much work wise since he joined up with them but he is being a lot more social than he used to be.
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| − | Overall Rei is a very kind and friendly person, if a bit quiet and reserved. He's like a rock in the stream we call life. Someone whom you can count on for support and protection, even if you barely know him. Though he does have his own hidden depths... and his own sort of cowardice.
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| − | '''Full Name''' - Rei Alissa Wakeflame
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| − | '''Height''' - 5 Fulms, 7 Ilms
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| − | '''Weight''' - 147 Ponz
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| − | '''Hair Colour''' - Black
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| − | '''Eye Colour''' - Left: Light blue/Right: Dark blue
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| − | '''Skin Colour''' - Dusty black
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| − | '''Religion''' - Althyk, The keeper ( Very loose belief/worship )
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| − | '''Laterality''' - Ambidextrous, but favours his right hand.
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| − | '''Sexuality''' - Promiscuously Bisexual
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| − | '''Speech'''- Rei tends to speak in a fairly sophisticated way, as well as being very polite. His voice is fairly deep, though he usually hides this fact by speaking in very gentle tones.
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| − | '''Mind'''- He's fairly mature for his age. He is also decently intelligent and never fully trusts anyone until he gets to know them better. Rei is mentally strong, thus it takes a lot to break him down.
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| − | '''Emotions'''- Rei prefers to keep his emotions in check at all times. He does his best to avoid having any outbursts or otherwise allow unpleasant emotions to surface in front of others. It takes a surprising amount of effort to cause him to break out of this shell, but if you do manage to anger him sufficiently he will show you exactly how angry he is, either with words or with fists as the case may be.
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| − | Rei is a decently tall Miqo'te with a very long and fluffy tail. He has two differently coloured eyes, his left eye being light blue and his right eye being dark blue. He also has two marks near his eyes. His left ear as a small nick on the very tip.
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| − | Rei isn't particularity picky with what he wears. As long as it has some kind of armour attached to it that is. He also much prefers function over form with his clothing. Of course he does have one little quirk, that being that he MUST have a hidden pocket in whatever he wears.
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| − | Rei has been officially trained in how to use a spear and continues to train himself every day. He does have some skill with his fists, as he has managed to survive more than a couple of bar brawls. He also understands how to take a hit and also understands its better to parry or dodge a blow if possible. He has been in combat against many a monster and man, so it would be fair to say he's a seasoned warrior.
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| − | Rei was trained in the way of the lance by the wood wailers in Gridania. He was a natural with a lance and learned many techniques very quickly. The spear he uses now is the same one he had back when he had to feld his raided home. The spear itself, as Rei had learned, is called an Obelisk. There are two small indentations along the shaft, almost as if something could be set into it.
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| − | Rei has reconsidered his stance on Aether and is currently being trained by Khuja in how to properly manipulate aether. Rei does have a small problem, as whenever he channels aether, force based aether builds up around his hands. He is able to make bubbles of force aspected aether, as well as putting a thin bubble of another type of aether around it, producing an explosive bubble with different effects.
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| − | There is also a small shift in Rei's Aether accompanied by his eyes changing colour sort of thing. Light blue eyes meaning he acts more submissive and gentle. Dark blue eyes meaning he's much more aggressive and dominate. Even darker blue eyes meaning a sort of berzerker state. Anger, stress, and pleasure, as well as certain situations will cause these changes to occur.
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #333399; font-size:14px; color:#33CC33"><center>Likes</center></div> ===
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> Exploring
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> Winter
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> The Full moon
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> Snobs
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> Know-it-Alls
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> Alcohol
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> Lancing
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> Cooking
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> Brawling
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> '''Favourite Food/Drink''': Grilled Aldgoat, Grape Juice
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> '''Favourite Place''': Coerthas, mainly out in the snowy wilderness.
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> '''Favorite Weather''': Snow
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> '''Favorite Season''': Winter
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> '''Favorite Color''': Emerald Green
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| − | :<font style="color:#000000" size="3">■</font> '''Favorite Scents''': The air after a thunderstorm
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| − | : <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#808080;" size="3">●</font> Neutral Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing <font style="color:#3333CC;" size="3">●</font> Wary </center>
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| − | <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Lina Wakeflame]] (Deceased): Rei's mother. Not much is known about her and Rei lacks any memory of her.
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| − | <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Ke'sia Tia]] (Deceased): Rei's Father: Not much is known about him and Rei lacks any memory of him.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Shadow Merodi]] A somewhat shy Seeker who turned out to be one of Rei's childhood friends. Simply seeing her and speaking with her has brought back many memories for him, most of them good.
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| − | <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Spades Merodi]] A Seeker whom Rei considers to be like a mother to him. She is also another gateway into Rei's hidden past.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FFD700;" size="3">♥</font> [[Khuja'to Tayuun]] A Keeper that Rei has spoken with and has fallen into a relationship with. Rei feels the need to protect him.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[W'pondahl Amih]] A friendly seeker that Rei met down in the Kindred bar. He considers her a good friend.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Sini'to Shadar]] A Seeker Rei has spoken with down in the bar from time to time.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Sastra Mortier]] A highlander woman who Rei has a good bit of respect for, specially since she is his boss now that he has joined up with the Kindred.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Umi Unsei]] A surprisingly shy Keeper whom Rei has spoken to a couple of times. He always feels the need to comfort her.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Bexy Amalaryssia]] A friendly Seeker whom Rei met under... interesting circumstances. Rei considers her a friend.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Vijara Windaar]] A Keeper that Rei has spoken with a couple of times. She dealt with recruiting him to the Kindred.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FFD700;" size="3">♥</font> [[Emelia Iscantel]] A seeker Rei has encountered a couple of times. His opinion of her has fluctuated with each meeting. With the latest meeting, His opinion of her has gotten much better.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Kai Sephtis]] A midlander whom Rei regards as a friend and holds a good amount of respect for.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Z'sisha Tyata]] A slightly hyperactive Seeker that Rei has spoken with and considers her a friend. Perhaps one day he'll correct her on how to say his name.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Quinthel Moraguin]] A Duskwight that is quite skilled at cooking. Rei has spoken with him a couple of times.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#3333CC;" size="3">●</font> [[Zarya Amalaryssia]] An... intriguing Seeker Rei has seen and spoken with at More than a couple of times. Rei wishes to protect her while she regains her memories.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Krysslona Hezzwyn]] A very cuddly Roegadyn woman whom Rei has spent a time with, and whom he wishes to continue spending time with.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FFD700;" size="3">♥</font> [[L'nessa Kasah]] A very friendly Seeker woman whom Rei has spent time with. Despite only knowing her for a short amount of time Rei considers her a good friend.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FFD700;" size="3">♥</font> [[L'farah Kasah]] A Seeker woman whom Rei has encountered a couple of times. First time was full of yelling and anger. second time, much less yelling and anger.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Nunupu Nupu]] An adorable Lalafell that Rei has seen down in the bar from time to time.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Peneli Zuneli]] A Lalafell that Rei has spoke with briefly. Rei views him as a good sort.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Versoix La'louvre]] An Elezen Rei has seen and spoken with once or twice.
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| − | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Mara Lynne]] A female huyr Whom has caught Rei eavesdropping in the worst positions possible. He doesn't hold any sort of grudge against her
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| − | This deep green coloured leather bound journal appears to be in nearly pristine condition. The front cover is entirely plain except for the initials of its owner along the dead centre. The R and W seem to glitter with an inner light, As if a small portion of aether had been used to apply the lettering. The first page, to put it bluntly, looks as if a child had gotten a hold of it along with an ink-pen and were practising how to write. The next page, however, would appear to be written by a careful and learned hand.
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| − | ''By the Twelve, it has been far too long since I've brought Inkpen to paper other than to sign my name. Thought admittedly by all counts I don't rightly remember when the last time I've written in a journal. Let alone if I had ever kept one. That... would've been a useful thing to do, past me.
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| − | Regardless of such things, I'm glad to be able to rest in a good bed and with kind and friendly people around me. I finally took the plunge and joined up with a free company. Five long cycles of trying to survive on my own with nary a memory beyond the basics. As luck would have it, or perhaps fate, I happened to collapse upon an empty lot. Upon my waking I happened to overhear a great many things regarding someone who had happened to be kidnapped.Then, ether though my own incompetence from not eating for ten suns or the very watchful eyes of a watch woman, I found myself being stared down at from behind a bow.
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| − | Now that certainly doesn't sound very lucky, now does it? But as I've wrote, ether by fate or luck such a situation was easily defused by my ever groaning stomach and my quick word. Thanks to Miss Bexy's kindness and generosity I found myself down in a bar, finally able to enjoy a good meal, good company, and a good drink. As well as an offer, well I suppose it would be better to call it kind advice rather than an offer but still.
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| − | Said advice would be repeated to be later on by a Miqo'te. A Miqo'te that caused a good portion of my fragmented memories to reform simply by my seeing her face and hearing her say my name. Shadow... I did not know for so long but upon seeing her, it felt as if I had finally found something I had unknowingly been searching for all this time. Hearing from her that she had joined this free company... these... Kindred... My decision was made for me. It was but a scant few suns until I spoke with Miss Vijara and I had signed my name upon that contract.
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| − | The last two weeks that I've been with the Kindred have been pleasant. The meetings were an interesting affair to say the least, The first one I had attended happening all the way out at Costa del sol. Of course I ended up being the center of attention for a moment, as I had to introduce myself to everyone who was there. I do hope I left a good impression on everyone who was present that day.
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| − | I have spent more than my far share of time down in the bar, speaking with others so that I might know more about those whom I may have to work with and protect. One such person being a Sir Khuja. Khuja... being the person who happened to have been kidnapped a short time before I had shown up. I've extended my kindness and protection to the fellow and... Gods blood I do hope no one ever sneaks a peek into this journal should I write this next sentence.
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| − | ~There would be quite a bit of smudged ink~
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| − | Let's just say that Khuja and I have been quite friendly to one another.
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| − | Anyway, Let us be away from such topics my dear Journal. I have met many a friendly face here. Miss Pond, Sir Quin, Boss lady Sastra, Just to name a few that come to mind that I haven't mentioned within you yet. Really... everyone I've met who is a part of the Kindred seem like stalwart allies whom I feel I could trust both on and off the battlefield.
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| − | It has also been nice to finally have something else to wear besides my armour. Miss Sastra had kindly given me advanced pay and I wasted no time in spending it on two outfits as well as... some other equipment that may prove useful in paying Miss Sastra back for her kindness should I be unable to find any suitable contracts within the moon. But I should move on to more current events.
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| − | A sun ago an interesting little situation cropped up. As it seemed Miss Pond had found herself away from the Kindred home and stranded out in hostile territory. By the time I had heard of the situation through the linkpearl and had suited up in my armour Bexy and her beloved Matt had already found Miss Pond and had taken her to safety. It was all well and good but... I can't help but feel a tad useless. These last two weeks I've not done much beyond wandering, relaxing in the Bottom, and trying my best to make nice with everyone I meet. If I don't get some work soon I feel as if I might find myself kicked out from the Kindred... Meaning I'd be away from Shadow and the path to getting my memories back would once again grow cold.
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| − | ... Upon reading that last line I feel the need to clarify. Shadow is much more to me than just a path to my old memories. She is a very dear friend whom I do not wish to be separated from. Just being close to her makes me feel a deep warmth within my heart and everything just feels... right.
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| − | It appears the hour grows late. Should more goings on happen in the coming suns I shall record them here. Should my memories wane yet again... At least I shall have more to go on than I did five cycles ago. Nothing but my armour, my name, my lance... and a pair of precious gemstones that I keep with me even to this sun. I know not why I had them... But when I look to them I feel a deep inner peace. Perhaps they are a Keepsake of someone I knew before... But I drag on.
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| − | Rest well, Journal of mine. I will have need of you again.''
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| − | <center>31st sun of the 3rd astral moon</center>
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| − | Much has happened in the twelve suns since I've last written in you, Journal. Most importantly even more of my memories have returned. But I shall leave what has been revealed and what or who caused such memories to return till later on in this entry.
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| − | Life has been going surprisingly smoothly now. I don't have to worry about where my next meal is coming or if I'll be able to find work. Finding the Kindred... well... more like being found by the Kindred has certainly been a boon to me. Most of who I've met have been friendly and I feel as if I don't have to keep my true self hidden as much any more. I'm free to be me amongst them. I've been able to actually start conversations rather than having people simply walk up to speak with me first.
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| − | I have spoken with Miss Pond more than I did before. In speaking with her I may have revealed my... lack of memory. Luckily I only stated that my childhood memories have eluded me. But in turn I found myself somewhat cornered by a pair of healers. Luckily when they realised my memory loss wasn't from a magical source they left me alone, but did tell me to find someone who was more in tune with dealing with the mind. I fear trying to force it may cause my memories to be lost forever. Thus I am going to simply let my memories come back to me naturally.
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| − | I did attempt to question Miss Pond upon her past. She froze up near instantly. Considering how she mentioned her own childhood wasn't the best earlier in the conversation, perhaps I should've taken the hint and not have asked such a thing. Luckily it seems that since I dropped that line of conversation as soon as it started, it has not harmed my fledgling friendship with the kind seeker. The other person present, A Miss... Miru I believe her name was and whom I believe has her eye on Miss Pond in that particular sort of way, ended up creating a gift for Miss Pond using her mastery other Aether. I believe the little doll is suppose to be a mandragora, If I'm remembering right. I don't believe Miss Pond will ever let the little guy go. Yesterday Miss Miru ended up giving me a doll of my own of a small rabbit. Just holding it lets me escape to some fragmented, but happy memories.
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| − | Oh yes, A little earlier in the week I felt a little... Silly. After all we have a small stage down here in the Kindred bar, so why not use it? Sure the audience was small, but it seemed like most people enjoyed the few dances I know. Why the next day I came down it seemed Sir Sini had the same idea, though lacked an audience until I arrived. I figured I'd join in the fun, Seeing as someone else... Sir Kai I believe his name was, had come on stage as well. I'm uncertain if I'll be able to work up the courage to dance like that again...
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| − | Anyway, on towards other happenings. Since I last wrote I have regained some more of my memories. The person to help unlock them this time was Spades. I met her, as I seem to have been meeting most people lately, down in the bar along side Bexy. I couldn't remember her at the time but I felt a strange sort of... familiarity, as if I had known her all my life. It wasn't till I had spoken with Shadow a couple suns hence that an absolute torrent of memories returned to me. I knew Spades. In fact now that I had remembered so much... I had considered her as my adoptive mother. I hadn't seen in the last six cycles and it seems that Shadow hasn't seen her for just as long. Like I fool I went out searching for her, even though I still have that pearl. So I could have simply contacted her. But being able to see her face to face was the better Idea anyway. I confronted her about why she hadn't been around and she gave a... most convincing answer. Still, She should put aside her worries and come to see Shadow. I feel as If I may have convinced her to do it if I and the others who call Shadow a close friend plan things out together. I've already spoken to Sastra and she has stated that If I can give her a couple days warning, that she'd allow us to use one of the upstairs rooms in the Kindred home for this.
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| − | I suppose I should write of something else, Journal. I have spoken with the others whom Khuja shares his love. Sir Thala'to to be specific. The talk that I had with him let me see Khuja in a different light. Regardless I still hold that I wish to protect Khuja, as he obviously cares for everyone whom he loves, as well as everyone he considers his friend. I spoke with him and cuddled with him after the meeting. It seems he lets despair and sadness rule him from time to time, but I was able to pluck him out of that dark pit he was slipping into. For my efforts Khuja showed me a... very nice time. I must have fallen asleep, because when I woke up I was in a mostly empty bedroom, with Khuja beside me. I must have ended up in that mansion he said he was getting built. I... I must admit as sweet as a gesture as it was, In the early morning I did abscond from the place. Of course I did leave a small note. Plus that amulet he gave me a little while ago has a tracking charm, so he will at least know I'm somewhere safe.
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| − | I do suppose that covers most of the happenings that occurred. Except for that fight that happened in front of the Kindred home. But the less said about that... the better.
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| − | As I read this over I've come to realise something. I really have to learn how to organize my thoughts better, or at least I shouldn't attempt to remember the happenings of twelve days all at once. Maybe I should take small notes at the end of each day...
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| − | Well journal, it looks like I've royally screwed up. I... Tired to speak with Zayra today. Yes, I may have lied about where I learned Invida's real name. So perhaps that is why she reacted so... poorly. I chased after her and... Sastra and Sisha showed up. I just... I feel like I might be on my way out of the Kindred with this screw up...
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| − | Well Journal, It seems today is the day of screw ups. I decided to go wandering the Goblet for a little while. Ended up seeing Crow and Senna. Decided to eavesdrop on them and heard that Pond was potentially going to be punished. No pay for two weeks and a week of clean up duty. Kai is apparently getting potentially punished as well, no rum for two weeks and he has to paint the house five times over. Anyway as it turns out, I ended up getting spotted. So I may have a punishment coming my way as well. Not the best day, Journal, Not the best day in the slightest.
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| − | <b>0 Cycles-</b> Rei born somewhere within the shroud.
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| − | <b>5 Cycles-</b> Rei's peaceful life ends as bandits burst into his families home and murder his mother and father. He escapes death by hiding under his bed until the bandits leave, then quietly lifts a loose board in his parents room and grabs two gemstones ( An emerald and a ruby) As well as a spear, then flees out into the cold night. It's then that he is found by the wood wailers.
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| − | <b>10 Cycles-</b> Rei has devoted himself to learning how to use lances as well as learning how to properly read and write. Occasionally sneaks out of Gridania to explore.
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| − | <b>14 Cycles-</b> Rei feels as if he has learned all he can from the wood wailers and sets off into the world to explore and train on his own. Despite his young age and inexperience, he attempts to help anyone he meets who are in need.
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| − | <b>15 Cycles-</b> Rei encounters the Merodi family and becomes fast friends with Nemo and Shadow, as well as their mother, Spades.
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| − | <b>17 cycles-</b> Rei attempts to train himself in the ways of manipulating aether. The results are... explosive. Rei swears to himself that he will never attempt such a thing again and hopes that that hole in the wall isn't too troublesome for the Inn's owner.
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| − | <b>20 cycles-</b> Rei has explored most of the realm and has made numerous visits to the Meordi family. Even after 10 cycles of training, Rei continues to sharpen his skills with his lance whenever possible.
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| − | <b>21 cycles-</b> With Dalamud rapidly closing in on the world, Rei desperately searches Thanalan for the Merodi's. He fails to find them and tries to hide in an old sandstone building as the land around him is blasted asunder. He ends up with a wall crumbling on top of him as a stray part of the moon smashes into the building he was in. He wakes up once the devastation stops, with nary a memory besides his own name.
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| − | <b>22 Cycles-</b> Rei makes his living off of helping rebuild, as well as assisting the needy whenever possible. Also Mercenary work.
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| − | <b>26 Cycles-</b> Rei is found by Bexy in an empty lot near the Kindred home. Ends up joining the Kindred. Current.
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| − | =='''Commonly Heard Rumours'''==
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| − | "That fellow with the fancy spear? Why, he helped move some of my merchandise... and for half the cost I'd normally pay!" - Lalafell merchant
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| − | "You mean that quiet Miqo'te I see lurking around sometimes? I swear he's up to no good."- Guardsman at Camp Dragonhead
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| − | "y' mean t' man who bought us all a round o' ale last night? E's a good lad." - Drowning wench regular
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| − | "That guy? He only ever orders grape juice. Seen him stare at it as if he was lost in thought more than once." -Bar owners across Eorzea
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| − | "That man has saved my life on more than one occasion. Can never get more than a couple of words out of him though." -Roegadyn traveller
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| − | "I swear that fellow is always around when I need him. Fields need plowin'? He's there. Need to move some crates into storage? He already has a couple tucked away nicely. Couple of animals gone missing? He's already herding 'em back into the pen. Monsters attacking? Half of 'em will be skewered before ya can call for help... Yet he never asks fer payment." -La Noscean farmer
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| − | "Yes, I've seen him. He's usually deep within the forest... looking as if he was searching for something. Never says what he's searching for. Hells, I'm lucky to get more than a nod from him." -Wood wailer patrol man.
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| − | "Mmm? Oh, Rei? Yes, well, he's certainly very polite, and rather well spoken at that! When you can get him to speak, of course. Such does tend to be a rare occasion from the times we have met. Most pleasant to speak to when he does, however!" - ''[[W'pondahl Amih]]''
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| − | Milly felt bored. She had only come into existence a scant few turns and this realm, the void, had already bored her out of her young, mostly instinctual mind. She had no urge to follow or learn from those around her. They all just seemed so one dimensional to her. Feed, grow strong, Feed on the stronger, grow in strength more. She felt a strange sort of displeasure from it all. Thus she began to wander. For a time, this made her feel less bored. Looking upon the various creatures and beings the populated the void... entertained her. But even then her boredom would catch up to her. She had seen some of her kind breach the walls of the void. Watching this filled her with equal measures of fear and wonderment. She attempted what she had seen but each time she would fail. Not strong enough. Upon her umpteenth failure she began to wander again, her head hung low and her wings wrapped around herself tightly. She simply didn't watch where she was going. Because of such, she found herself falling. Falling... falling... it seemed as if an eternity had passed before she finally found herself upon an unfamiliar surface. The air felt different, as if it was filled with life. The very ground she was resting on was filled with warmth. All of this fascinated her young mind. But something pulled upon her perception. Something was drawing upon her very essence. She felt sluggish, weak, sleepy. She felt as if the weight of this new world was trying to crush the life from her. Her eyes fell upon a young sleeping being and a primal urge took over. Fear and desperation drove her towards the sleeping being. Then suddenly she felt herself WITHIN that very being. A deep, gentle warmth guided her towards her unknowing target. She sat in awe of the burning flame before her. Her instincts telling her to consume, pushing her towards that flame. She threw herself against it, trying to overtake it. Panic slowly sets in as she feels those flames engulf her very being. Was this her end? She could feel herself being overtaken, her essence lingering then being fused into the flames around her. Her consciousness fades in and out. Suddenly everything drops to a standstill. She feels eyes that are not her own slowly open.
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| − | these questions flew passed these eyes that weren't her own as she felt something moving. She recognised the body that these eyes she couldn't control were gazing upon. Suddenly revelations slammed into her mind, threatening to drown out her own tiny thoughts. She knew she was within someone else. She knew that she wasn't strong enough to take control. She knew all too well that now her fate had been tied to the one she now rested within. Never before did she have the urge to speak, but now more than ever she wished with a great intensity to be able to do something to communicate with the being that was now both her prison, and her only hope of survival. She felt something enter her mind, or was her mind entering something else? She could not find an answer while so many foreign thoughts and something else danced around her mind. What were these feelings of warmth? What was this... pleasant feeling that permeated the body and mind of her prison?
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| − | Time simply continued to pass, her young mind slowly starting to grasp and comprehend the information that her prison was unwittingly feeding her. She felt as if she might finally be able to communicate when those loud sounds startled her prison awake. She could feel the icy grip of fear that was pressing down upon the body of her prison. The sounds of death and destruction that slowly came closer and closer.
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| − | She cried out with her very essence as the sounds grew nearer still. Her prison... responded to her cry. She felt him hurriedly pull himself under his bed. She kept him still. She kept him quiet. She finally had some measure of power. With that power she saved herself and him. Once the sounds stopped, She kept him still for a little while longer. But her grasp of power slowly slipped from her fingers. He was in control again. Feelings of confusion, loss, and sadness assaulted her very being. She felt something deep within herself change as her prison... her keeper... Quietly lamented the loss of his parents. She knew he couldn't stay where he was. This place of warmth and happiness was no longer such. She gently urged him along to collect what he would need, then gently directed him out into the wilderness.
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| − | Again time would pass. As she matured beside her keeper she felt herself change along side him. Old urges seemed to fade away, leaving behind only the urge to continue surviving. Yet something started to take the place of those old urges. She felt her very being becoming warped and changed from what it originally was. As if her prison was unconsiously sculpting her into something else entirely. She became acutely aware of his senses, his feelings, his thoughts. Everything felt clearer. Deep inside she felt as if something primal was being quelled. It felt wrong at first, but then it became clear to her that such was needed so that they would both be able to survive. Again and again, stress, fear, and anger would let her take a vague form of control over him. But once the danger had passed she would feel herself become powerless again. It used to infuriate her. But this, like so many things before it, became something she understood and tolerated.
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| − | Even more time had passed. She no longer felt the feelings of her prison. Rather, she felt with her own feelings now, Separate from her keeper. As her knowledge of this strange and new land grew, so did these feelings and thoughts. Still, her primal urge for survival remained untouched. It drove her to let her feelings develop, so that she might better understand how to understand her prison, and how to direct it more effectively during times of crisis. But nothing from before prepared her for the foolish act her keeper would do this night. He quietly chanted and her body felt like it was on fire. She had to stop him. When she awoke a few moments later, there was only one thought on her mind.
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| − | And so her prison moved, crawling out of the massive hole that used to be most of a wall. She breathed a sigh of relief as she heard his thoughts.
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| − | Never going to try that again.
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| − | What are you doing!? Why are we out here!? I... We know they are important but what is going to happen to them if we get ourselves killed out here!?
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| − | She screamed at him again and again. But he would not be dis-waded from his foolish course of action. The world might as well have been ending for all the explosions and fire that surrounded them both. Finally her prison listened to reason and he dived into a sandstone building. That wall was suppose to stay solid though, She thought to herself as it collapsed onto them. When her prison finally re-awoke, she could feel how jumbled and shattered his memories had become. She quietly held up what little she managed to protect before the wall had come down and it was swiftly taken up into his mind, flashing across his eyes. With this act she closed her own eyes. While he remained mostly untouched, she felt deep wounds across her body. She knew she would have to rest. She knew she would have to leave him to his own devices. That thought terrified her. But to remain awake would mean death for the both of them.
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| − | It was a very long time until she could finally open her eyes again. Her body had changed yet again, her feelings and thoughts resembling her prisons. Somewhere along the way, she had developed so thoroughly. She had a coherent mind and a myriad more feelings than before. She had morals, goals... She had become something much more than what she was so long ago. She had risen above what she would have become had she stayed within that cold, merciless void. She felt like she had a real purpose now. She gave her keeper a hug from inside and smiled as she saw that many of those fragments had formed into coherent memories. She softly touched upon one of them that held his adoptive family and felt so glad that that warmth had remained. She would continue to hold vigil over Rei, protecting him as she had always done. Not for her own survival. Not anymore. But for their shared survival... because she wanted to help Rei experience a long and full life and to live it along side him.
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