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Revision as of 16:31, 17 July 2014
Contents
Character
♫ Look into our eyes.
See the truth inside our core.
One soul sings while the other wishes greatly for...
A way to sail the darken seas of this agony.
Pain, Roses, blues with golds and greens.
Perplexing box of fate.
Wish to break this gilded cage.
Haunting melody, weaving its way surrounding me.
Suddenly can't see the light, is the sun setting?
Anyone there? Do we even really know?
The golden one is our mind.
Sweet and shy but is that so?
Wisdom leaks in golden lights
Dark ideas slowly unfold.
Tainted waters, shades of truth.
The heart always seems blue.
Oh soul of blue? Are you as rampant as a tsunami?
Storming currents, Never to be tamed.
When no one looks shes as soft as dew.
Let their emotions run as much as rain. ♫
~ Sung by Liana Blu
♦ General
Her real name was Suri Blu, though after events of fusing with her sister she attached her sister's name to her own becoming Surilian (dropping a single letter 'A'). Hope was something this Miqo'te struggled to keep at her side. Her travels had brought her small bits of joy but mainly splashed and tainted in pain. She first came to Eorzea by boat. It wasn't a planned trip. Her past filled with pain and accusation, she hoped this new land would open her a better path then the accusations of 'murderer'. Once off the Limsan port she decided to look for the parents that out-casted her. She only wished to know if the rumors were true. There on the carriage she became ill from motion sickness and fell off the cart. After a while of awakening, she found herself outside the shroud.
As time went by she found herself in a company of Miqo'te and one Hyur. They seemed like such a lively group. It was hard to fit in and she found herself perching somewhere high and watching. Over time though Liana appeared like a tsunami, wrecking the love Suri wanted to badly. Feeling they rejected her she slipped into Pearl Lane and hid in the shadows. There she found peace stealing and taking odd jobs of transporting 'goods' in and out of Ul'dah. Soon she found a new family. There she embraced it, clinging like a insecure child.
After a twisted turn of events, Suri found herself full of anger and despair. She pulled away from the family that took her in deciding it best to be alone and not liking the events that were happening. With her sister, her only real friend, Surilian found her self growing more angry. Her usually sunny personality showing only to a chosen few or to those she would deceive.
♦ Appearance
Surilian can be seen wearing just about anything she deems fashionable at the time. Though she prefers to have free movement of her legs, so skirts are very common. She is noted to have scars under her clear cyan eye. Any question of it will be answered with ignorance or sunny re-directive dialogue. She has two toned eyes. Her left is golden and is her favored eye. The right eye is a cyan shade but clear as the water she favors. She prefers a bow most of all, which she happily names Miasma. She loves hats so may have a tendency to sport a new one from time to time. She is most often seen with her favored hat. A large sweeping black hat with large plums. She enjoys the jingles of the ornaments near her ear, musical no matter where she strolls, and the fact the hat hides her gaze. She has lately scrubbed off the warpaint, no longer caring to honor the fallen of her kind.
During a heist gone awry, Surilian was force to sheer her hair with a blade in order to escape death. For a while it was cropped shorter then usual. Though later in life found a vendor of hair tonics. She now uses her gil to extend her hair and have found a new shade for her hair. The color choice was originally for disguise purposes only, though after time the color grew on her.
♦ Behaviour
♫ Emeralds on Rose,
Cinnamon adorns,
Tenderness awaits, under the thorns.
Read me awake,
Call me to side,
Whispers of aether in her confide.
Pale of skin,
Cannot deceive,
Smiling go on, as Nymeia weaves. ♫
~ From the journals of U'tano Kazhe
Surilian loves to read to understand it all and hides a inner wisdom. After events, her confidence in speaking her mind has rose though her over all confidence dropped lower then the oblivion itself. Chains of events forcing her to mature very quickly from the innocent sheltered girl she once was. She still has innocent moments especially in love. In the end Suri is torn between the anger burning in her heart and the hope she holds on to by a thread.
Known jobs she works for:
Day:
- ● Weaver/Seamstress (Shop is located at The Seventh Sage in the Upper Decks in Limsa *near the herbalist*).
Night:
- ● Black Market Trader/ Fencer
- ● Document forger
- ● Information gathering specialist
Combat
Surilian is a archer through and through. She can't live without it. Hunting is second nature and a thrill that can't be matched. Though she is open-minded and curious about other methods, Miasma, the bow will always be her first love. Suri excels in multiple targets, since it makes hunting much faster. She never likes to use it in actual battle and would prefer to stay out of it. At times Surilian may enjoy close combat, but prefers to wield any item close by. Be it a vase, rock, or an item in her bag, her foe best be prepared to dodge.
Liana and Surilian have found they can both switch quickly during battles. Though Suri would prefer not to, her expertise in hitting multiple targets is a must for Liana. Liana has been known to drag her sister out via a mirror they now carry. Making it a lethal combat style. By using reflections, the sisters will tag team out of things quickly. If the mirror ever shatters, they may even use the combatants armor or weapon if it is polished enough to see her face.
Weapon specialization:
- ■ Bow
- ■ Darts(prefers sleep darts)
- ■ Arming/Disarming traps
- ■ Daggers
~Elaboration will come after more RP~
Echo Power
Echo Power: Thrumming Perception
Description: This skill is dependent on the surroundings and nature on which it happens. This echo comes in two parts as follows one part for Liana and one for Surilian:
Suri has come along way personality wise. She is starting to stand up, feel a bit more confident. Life tossing her in harsh ways has forced her to grow and develop faster. As well as she has a bit more negative outlook on things. As such she worked hard to train herself in her thrum. Her thrum still may give her odd vision of someones future, but by calming her mind and focusing on a drum beat in her mind or with her hands, she has discovered she can teleport to any given place. All she needs to do is think of a person or place and she is there. Sadly at times of sadness, low self esteem, or confidence the Thrum will still act out of control. She is working on this but has found herself teleported into odd places. From in crates, to *ugh* bathrooms. There is no cool down to this thrum form due to her persistent training and her job exploiting this new found talent.
★ Recent RP events ★
Tendencies
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Related Images
- Most images made by me ~Suri~*
Relationships
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Rumours
♦ Easily Overheard Rumours
- ■ "Surilian? Ain't that the strange lass running around here? Oh don't get me started on her. Running about every few minutes pretending to be this and that. Though on the bright side I never have to pay her." ~ Drybone Tavern Worker.
- ■ Oh yes! Suri. Dear sweet girl. She makes mother so proud doing so much. She is so helpful! My only concern is she keeps stealing our tavern mugs." ~ Mother Miounee.
- ■ "Surilian Blu...Blu Aye! I 'eard of that wee lass. She be a odd one that one. Tried te eat me plants the other day. Then when I told er te put em back, she coughed em' up and tried to redig em' in te the ground." ~ Shroud Garden worker.
♦ Somewhat Difficult To Overhear Rumours
- ■ "Aye. I seen the lass. She was impersonating a guard but when they went to interrogate the lass she said she was really the Princess of Dovenbar. Where the hell is Dovenbar? Bah, We let her go anyway." ~Limsa Lominsa Guard
- ■ "Aw she's a sweet kid. All sunshines and rainbows. But you have to explain it to her pretty well or she'd muck it all up for sure. Take the other day for example, She wanted to cook for a friend she says. Strange child shoved the ingredients in her pocket, put the bowl on her head then tried to climb in the oven. Never seen anything like it." ~Drybone cook
♦ Rarely Overheard Rumours
- ■ "Mark my words, Shes a demon in cute wrapping. Don't be fooled by them doe eyes. Shes a savage for sure. Cold down to the core. One minute shes smiling at you, Next she smiling down at you with that devilish grin while she is making pretty bows with your innards. Happened to a friend of mine." ~ Meracydia Guard
- ■ "Woe be to the city that takes that tormented halfbreed in. Sure she is small, innocent right? Wrong! She'll bite ye in the arse when your not looking. Literally if your not careful. Evil child..It's her father's fault for sure. Her mother was a fine woman." ~ Meracydia villager
♦ Player Character Rumours
- ■ "I admit I overlooked her. She seemed sweet enough... I never would have guessed otherwise." ~ Rhesh'ir Zhwan
- ■ "A troubled soul... with us one moment and against us the next. Something dark stirs within her and I'm afraid of what it's capable of." ~ Dawson Colwell
- ■ "Suri is one of the greatest girls I know, everything I could ever ask for in a mate. How would a hyur put it... 'She's the kind of girl you could take home to your mama,' or something like that." ~ U'dahsh'a Nunh
- ■ "Suri is the sweetest mystery I know, wrapped in the deepest enigma. And the only one to truly have broken my heart." ~ C'kayah Tia
- ■ "She used to be so friendly to me, and now she frowns when I get close. I'm not sure what her deal is." ~ Natalie Mcbeef
- ■ "Suri is a beautiful, friendly, mysterious woman. I am truly grateful she is a friend though I wish she was mo...never mind...happy to have her as a friend." ~ Rurutani Sasatani
♦ Footnotes
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Theme song: Bad apple (English trans) or Bad apple (Music box Edition..when she is sad)
Theme song Lyrics:
Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free--I'm
Slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
To tell me who I am, who I was
Uncertainty enveloping my mind
Till I can't break free, and
Maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel
So I'm tired of all the pain, of the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night
You can tell me what to say; you can tell me where to go
But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know
If I make another move there'll be no more turning back
Because everything will change, and it all will fade to black
Will tomorrow ever come? Will I make it through the night?
Will there ever be a place for the broken in the light?
Am I hurting? Am I sad? Should I stay, or should I go?
I've forgotten how to tell. Did I ever even know?
Can I take another step? I've done everything I can
All the people that I see I will never understand
If I find a way to change, if I step into the light
Then I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to white
Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free--I'm
Slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
To tell me who I am, who I was
Uncertainty enveloping my mind
Till I can't break free, and
Maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel
So I'm tired of all the pain, of the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night
You can tell me what to say; you can tell me where to go
But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know
If I make another move there'll be no more turning back
Because everything will change, and it all will fade to black
If I make another move, if I take another step
Then it all would fall apart. There'd be nothing of me left
If I'm crying in the wind, if I'm crying in the night
Will there ever be a way? Will my heart return to white?
Can you tell me who you are? Can you tell me where I am?
I've forgotten how to see; I've forgotten if I can
If I opened up my eyes there'd be no more going back
'Cause I'd throw it all away, and it all would fade to black