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==Basic Info== | ==Basic Info== | ||
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==History== | ==History== | ||
| + | From a young age Sera and her mother Lianna were forced to flee from their home after being accused of being the source of the Draconic Scourge that had affected ishgard. They had claimed "Au'ra aren't natural they are the cursed offspring of dragons and are destined to ruin our realm Childhood: Seras was raised solely by her mother Lianna In a small now abandoned village in Coerthas,the first 3 years of her life were happy and simple. They were poor and even the smallest things took great effort to acquire, food was scarce, and people weren't always kind to them. Upon the day of Seras's 7th birthday things took a turn, a Radical Faction of Ishgardian soldiers tired of fighting the Draconian horde happened to pass through the small village and took notice of the two strange looking residents, upon spotting a scaled tail and horns on her mother, they took note and silently followed them home. As the Au'ra and her young daughter walked home unbeknownst to them An archer took aim, as soon as the wind fell silent s single arrow was fired with a startling snap. The wind fell silent, snow continuing to fall as the arrow struck Lianna she fell to the ground, daughter in her arms as the soldiers laughed and jeered celebrating their "victory". Adolescence: Seras was found at age 11 almost frozen to death by an Ishgardian clergyman of whom was lost himself, merely wandering contemplating the idiosyncrasies of the faith when he Happened upon a young girl. When she was found her feet were bloody and her legs cut and bruised to the point where is was nigh impossible for her to stand, much less walk. He rushed to the young girl worried for her health wondering how this small girl was alive it was -3c on that day, as he leaned down to speak to her she lashed out swinging at him with the last of her strength before collapsing in the snow. A full week passed and the girl was still very weak, they had tended to her wounds as best as a poor Orphanage in the Brume could. another 3 days passed and at the wee hours of the morning a sharp cry was heard swiftly followed by the crashing of medical equipment being thrown from a nearby table. The clergyman and solitary sister made their way to the room in question swinging the door open to fin the young girl had fallen from her bed, they found her pawing at her bandages it seemed as if she had no recollection of being brought in from the snow 9 days earlier. Carefully they approached her calmly attempting to explain to her where she now was, and explaining that she was "Home" now, this displeased her but she knew she had not the energy to fight and if she were to run she would not get far. Hours pass and Seras begins to calm herself after relaying her story to the clergyman, of how she had spent 4 years living alone fleeing and fighting for her life, before realizing she may finally be safe from her pursuers, this made her smile. Little did she know things could barely be considered safe here and that would be the last smile to cross her face for years to come. Four Years to be exact. Young Adulthood: The very day Seras turned 15 she fled the Orphanage in pursuit of bettering herself after seeing the horrid conditions some children must live in, she had a life goal now to help those who cannnot help themselves, put simply she sought to make sure no child has to live like she did. The orphanage didn't starve her p but with 15 children and two adults in a ramshackle building fit for 5 people at best cramped would've been a nice way of putting it. The children were all made to do small chores and put on shows to ensure they could eat each week, but all that had ended she was out and ready to move forward. Adulthood: After leaving The orphanage Seras made her way to Uldah by sheer luck, The first person she ran into noticed her small dexterous hands after she almost made of with his gil satchel. He was an older male Hyur easily in his 70's , she had hoped he would be an easy make she could take his satchel buy herself a bit of food then approach the man later and return his wallet using the simple lie that he had "dropped it". After thoroughly reprimanding her and feeding the thin frail girl they sat and talk he explained to her that he was an artisan of sorts, a dressmaker to be precise and offered to teach her under the condition that she cease trying to rob folk to feed herself, and instead work a fair days work and earned her money. Seras sat there and thought to herself "What good will come of me learning to sew?". Then she thought back to how she had perfectly laid hands on his satchel and yet she was caught, was there more to sewing than making pompous clothing perhaps she could use this skill-set to get closer to her goal. After finishing eating faster than she should've she stood up and told the kind man she would try with all she has to learn his trade, It was the first time in years someone had offered to help her not for their own gain this was a old sensation, the man leaned forward and shook her hand and patting her on the head.A smile crept onto Seras's face it almost hurt, but in a pleasant way. Seras promptly returned to her seat and listened as the kind man elaborated where, and what she would be learning. After taking notes of where she would be staying and working, she stood up bowed after took off running out of the quicksand towards her new home Alrechts Tailoring. Time moved slowly from there on as days turned into months and months into years. Seras learned more and more skills from the simple Basketweave pattern to the complex cutting system all the way to the Levite And Turque style of dress making she learned much from Mr. Alrecht, and even learned how to properly defend herself after a chance meeting while presenting a dress to a city guards daughter. Things were looking up and Seras woke each morning smiling and eager to learn and thought to herself What will I learn today,as she walked downstairs he heard an unfamiliar voice. Continuing down the stairs cautiously listening she made it to the last step and walked into the shop to see Mr. Alrecht sitting next what looked like himself, Seras stopped and rubbed her eyes to make sure hat she was seeing was real. As the conversation ended the two men looked toward Seras, Mr. Alrecht as usual smiled at her, but this time he smiled and laughed "My bad Seras this is my brother Edward He works in the city archive." Seras's eyes grew wide she knew some about record keeping from her time in the orphanage, keeping track of the comings and goings of children being adopted out. This was a subject she knew and had come to enjoy in the orphanage as it let her keep notes of where the few friends she made went to live. Seras stepped towards the couch and sat herself down "so Edward? Is working in the archives a tough job, do you enjoy what you do, Could you teach me.." Seras stopped herself glancing towards Mr. Alreccht "I'm sorry , I got carried away.". He looked to her and smirked saying " A young lady who wants to learn is rare why in the world would i stop you?" Upon hearing this Seras's eyes lit up as she knew she would get to learn yet another skill to help her on her journey, how it would help she didn't know but she trusted that it would. | ||
| − | + | ==Personality== | |
| − | + | *Intro/Extrovert: Extroverted yet shy due to harrowing childhood events | |
| − | ==Personality | + | *Optimist/Pessimist: A through and through pessimist |
| − | + | *Habits: With her recent training as an Archivist, and her previous job as a seamstress she cannot stop herself from organizing her surroundings to calm her nerves and take stock of whats around her | |
| − | + | *Addictions/Dependencies:Mild alcohol dependency runs in her family so her home is consistently stocked with a wide variety of spirits | |
| − | Intro/Extrovert: Extroverted yet shy due to harrowing childhood events | + | *Self-opinion or worth: Doesn't tend to value herself or her abilities due to her time spent as a child in an Ishgardian Orphanage |
| − | + | *Regrets: Not getting to properly say goodbye to her mother | |
| − | Optimist/Pessimist: A through and through pessimist | + | *Accomplishments: None thus far |
| − | + | *Greatest Strength (believed): Her keen eye for fashion | |
| − | Habits: With her recent training as an Archivist, and her previous job as a seamstress she cannot stop herself from organizing her surroundings to calm her nerves and take stock of whats around her | + | *Greatest Weakness (believed): Her inability to adapt to her surroundings |
| − | + | *Greatest Strength (actual): Her willingness to help anyone in need | |
| − | Addictions/Dependencies:Mild alcohol dependency runs in her family so her home is consistently stocked with a wide variety of spirits | + | *Greatest Weakness (actual): Soul-crushing fear of losing her friends and loved ones to a simple mistake, or misunderstanding |
| − | + | *Fears: Losing everyone,Being found by remnants of a radical Ishgardian faction out to hunt her | |
| − | Self-opinion or worth: Doesn't tend to value herself or her abilities due to her time spent as a child in an Ishgardian Orphanage | + | *Goals: To become a Well known Dressmaker, or to get the chance to learn more about her heritage |
| − | + | *Most Comfortable When: She is out in the open wilderness or surrounded by close friends | |
| − | Regrets: Not getting to properly say goodbye to her mother | + | *Least Comfortable When: Trapped in a crowd or when she ends up anywhere within Ishgardian borders |
| − | + | *Priorities: Her friends are her top priority followed closely by maintaining a proper appearance | |
| − | Accomplishments: None thus far | + | *Philosophies: It's always better to avoid power, its brings nothing but corruption and sadness |
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| − | Greatest Strength (believed): Her keen eye for fashion | ||
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| − | Greatest Weakness (believed): Her inability to adapt to her surroundings | ||
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| − | Greatest Strength (actual): Her willingness to help anyone in need | ||
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| − | Greatest Weakness (actual): Soul-crushing fear of losing her friends and loved ones to a simple mistake, or misunderstanding | ||
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| − | Fears: Losing everyone,Being found by remnants of a radical Ishgardian faction out to hunt her | ||
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| − | Goals: To become a Well known Dressmaker, or to get the chance to learn more about her heritage | ||
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| − | Most Comfortable When: She is out in the open wilderness or surrounded by close friends | ||
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| − | Least Comfortable When: Trapped in a crowd or when she ends up anywhere within Ishgardian borders | ||
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| − | Priorities: Her friends are her top priority followed closely by maintaining a proper appearance | ||
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| − | + | ===Traits=== | |
| + | *Traits: Notably Skilled at:Weaving fine fabrics from sub-par materials, and conflict resolution | ||
| + | *Notably Unskilled at: Politely telling someone that they have chosen poorly in dressing themselves | ||
| + | *Naturally Talented at: Reading, writing, and helping those truly in need | ||
| + | *Mannerisms: Seras like to act very proper around people until she knows the then she cuts lose and her grammar becomes rather horrendous | ||
| + | *Quirks: Has an incredibly strong sense of smell until he is in an arid climate | ||
| + | *Bad Habits: Seras will fidget with her left hand which she cannot feel if she is nervous | ||
| + | *Self-Perception: One-word self-description: Driven | ||
| + | *One-sentnce self-description: Driven to better herself so she can find her mothers killers | ||
| + | *One-paragraph self-description: Seras is driven to better her self so she may help those disparaged by war and famine, this sense of purpose was instilled in her after losing her mother and growing up in a tiny orphanage in the brume. She will work tirelessly to right whatever wrong she may see, and will disregard her own health to do so. Their best physical feature: Her shining personality and Big heart | ||
| + | *Their worst feature: Her inability to give up when it is clear that she should Traits: Notably Skilled at:Weaving fine fabrics from sub-par materials, and conflict resolution | ||
| + | *Notably Unskilled at: Politely telling someone that they have chosen poorly in dressing themselves | ||
| + | *Naturally Talented at: Reading, writing, and helping those truly in need | ||
| + | *Mannerisms: Seras like to act very proper around people until she knows the then she cuts lose and her grammar becomes rather horrendous | ||
| + | *Quirks: Has an incredibly strong sense of smell until he is in an arid climate | ||
| + | *Bad Habits: Seras will fidget with her left hand which she cannot feel if she is nervous | ||
| + | *Self-Perception: One-word self-description: Driven | ||
| + | *One-sentnce self-description: Driven to better herself so she can find her mothers killers | ||
| + | *One-paragraph self-description: Seras is driven to better her self so she may help those disparaged by war and famine, this sense of purpose was instilled in her after losing her mother and growing up in a tiny orphanage in the brume. She will work tirelessly to right whatever wrong she may see, and will disregard her own health to do so. Their best physical feature: Her shining personality and Big heart | ||
| + | *Their worst feature: Her inability to give up when it is clear that she should | ||
| − | + | ==Likes/Dislikes== | |
| + | ''Likes'' | ||
| − | + | *Favorites: Color: Purple | |
| + | *Food: D'zo Steak | ||
| + | *Drink: Soju | ||
| + | *Clothing: Flowing garments | ||
| + | *Literature: Fictional works, and The autobiography of Godbert Manderville | ||
| + | *Expressions: " They're not dead, They're escaping | ||
| + | *Expletives: Damn it | ||
| + | *Mode of Transport: Her Loyal Behemoth | ||
| + | *Hobbies: Sewing, reading, Cooking | ||
| + | *Place: The Ruby Sea | ||
| + | *Creature to fight: Mandragoras (They look tasty) | ||
| + | *Style of combat: Spear or any other form of Polearm | ||
| − | + | ''Dislikes'' | |
| + | *Least Favorites: Color: Yellow | ||
| + | *Food: Fish | ||
| + | *Drink: Beer | ||
| + | *Clothing: Anything with too many straps | ||
| + | *Literature: Ishgardian Texts in general | ||
| + | *Expressions: " Everything will be ok" | ||
| + | *Expletives: C**t | ||
| + | *Mode of Transport: Magitek Armor | ||
| + | *Hobbies: Running | ||
| + | *Person: | ||
| + | *Place: Ishgard | ||
| + | *Creature to fight: Puddings | ||
| + | *Style of combat: Sword and Board | ||
| + | ===Family=== | ||
| + | *Father, Relationship with:Unknown | ||
| + | *Mother, Relationship with: Lianna Seras Tianriel, Deceased | ||
| + | *Sibling(s), Relationship with: None | ||
| + | *Spouse(s), Relationship with: None | ||
| + | *Other Family, Relationship with: Unknown, the closest thing she has to family are her friends | ||
| + | ==OOC Notes== | ||
| + | *Willing to help with Crafting/Gathering needs | ||
| + | *Enjoys older content | ||
| + | ===Limits=== | ||
| + | * Injuries and combat RP are okay but '''absolutely''' no permanent injuries or death | ||
| + | * Rape, and drug themes are out. | ||
| − | + | ===Plot Hooks=== | |
Revision as of 14:43, 17 April 2019
| Seras Tianriel | |
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| Character Information | |
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| Full Name | Seras Tianriel |
| Gender | Female |
| Sexual Orientation | Bisexual |
| Relationship Status | Single |
| Nameday | 19th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon |
| Age | 23 |
| Guardian | Rhalgr, The Destroyer |
| Birthplace | Ishgard |
| Tribe | Tianriel |
| Occupation | Seamstress |
Contents
Basic Info
Seras as a whole is shy upon first meeting new people,but given time she tends to open up and talk more than one might expect. Given enought time she will do everything within her power to help you.
History
From a young age Sera and her mother Lianna were forced to flee from their home after being accused of being the source of the Draconic Scourge that had affected ishgard. They had claimed "Au'ra aren't natural they are the cursed offspring of dragons and are destined to ruin our realm Childhood: Seras was raised solely by her mother Lianna In a small now abandoned village in Coerthas,the first 3 years of her life were happy and simple. They were poor and even the smallest things took great effort to acquire, food was scarce, and people weren't always kind to them. Upon the day of Seras's 7th birthday things took a turn, a Radical Faction of Ishgardian soldiers tired of fighting the Draconian horde happened to pass through the small village and took notice of the two strange looking residents, upon spotting a scaled tail and horns on her mother, they took note and silently followed them home. As the Au'ra and her young daughter walked home unbeknownst to them An archer took aim, as soon as the wind fell silent s single arrow was fired with a startling snap. The wind fell silent, snow continuing to fall as the arrow struck Lianna she fell to the ground, daughter in her arms as the soldiers laughed and jeered celebrating their "victory". Adolescence: Seras was found at age 11 almost frozen to death by an Ishgardian clergyman of whom was lost himself, merely wandering contemplating the idiosyncrasies of the faith when he Happened upon a young girl. When she was found her feet were bloody and her legs cut and bruised to the point where is was nigh impossible for her to stand, much less walk. He rushed to the young girl worried for her health wondering how this small girl was alive it was -3c on that day, as he leaned down to speak to her she lashed out swinging at him with the last of her strength before collapsing in the snow. A full week passed and the girl was still very weak, they had tended to her wounds as best as a poor Orphanage in the Brume could. another 3 days passed and at the wee hours of the morning a sharp cry was heard swiftly followed by the crashing of medical equipment being thrown from a nearby table. The clergyman and solitary sister made their way to the room in question swinging the door open to fin the young girl had fallen from her bed, they found her pawing at her bandages it seemed as if she had no recollection of being brought in from the snow 9 days earlier. Carefully they approached her calmly attempting to explain to her where she now was, and explaining that she was "Home" now, this displeased her but she knew she had not the energy to fight and if she were to run she would not get far. Hours pass and Seras begins to calm herself after relaying her story to the clergyman, of how she had spent 4 years living alone fleeing and fighting for her life, before realizing she may finally be safe from her pursuers, this made her smile. Little did she know things could barely be considered safe here and that would be the last smile to cross her face for years to come. Four Years to be exact. Young Adulthood: The very day Seras turned 15 she fled the Orphanage in pursuit of bettering herself after seeing the horrid conditions some children must live in, she had a life goal now to help those who cannnot help themselves, put simply she sought to make sure no child has to live like she did. The orphanage didn't starve her p but with 15 children and two adults in a ramshackle building fit for 5 people at best cramped would've been a nice way of putting it. The children were all made to do small chores and put on shows to ensure they could eat each week, but all that had ended she was out and ready to move forward. Adulthood: After leaving The orphanage Seras made her way to Uldah by sheer luck, The first person she ran into noticed her small dexterous hands after she almost made of with his gil satchel. He was an older male Hyur easily in his 70's , she had hoped he would be an easy make she could take his satchel buy herself a bit of food then approach the man later and return his wallet using the simple lie that he had "dropped it". After thoroughly reprimanding her and feeding the thin frail girl they sat and talk he explained to her that he was an artisan of sorts, a dressmaker to be precise and offered to teach her under the condition that she cease trying to rob folk to feed herself, and instead work a fair days work and earned her money. Seras sat there and thought to herself "What good will come of me learning to sew?". Then she thought back to how she had perfectly laid hands on his satchel and yet she was caught, was there more to sewing than making pompous clothing perhaps she could use this skill-set to get closer to her goal. After finishing eating faster than she should've she stood up and told the kind man she would try with all she has to learn his trade, It was the first time in years someone had offered to help her not for their own gain this was a old sensation, the man leaned forward and shook her hand and patting her on the head.A smile crept onto Seras's face it almost hurt, but in a pleasant way. Seras promptly returned to her seat and listened as the kind man elaborated where, and what she would be learning. After taking notes of where she would be staying and working, she stood up bowed after took off running out of the quicksand towards her new home Alrechts Tailoring. Time moved slowly from there on as days turned into months and months into years. Seras learned more and more skills from the simple Basketweave pattern to the complex cutting system all the way to the Levite And Turque style of dress making she learned much from Mr. Alrecht, and even learned how to properly defend herself after a chance meeting while presenting a dress to a city guards daughter. Things were looking up and Seras woke each morning smiling and eager to learn and thought to herself What will I learn today,as she walked downstairs he heard an unfamiliar voice. Continuing down the stairs cautiously listening she made it to the last step and walked into the shop to see Mr. Alrecht sitting next what looked like himself, Seras stopped and rubbed her eyes to make sure hat she was seeing was real. As the conversation ended the two men looked toward Seras, Mr. Alrecht as usual smiled at her, but this time he smiled and laughed "My bad Seras this is my brother Edward He works in the city archive." Seras's eyes grew wide she knew some about record keeping from her time in the orphanage, keeping track of the comings and goings of children being adopted out. This was a subject she knew and had come to enjoy in the orphanage as it let her keep notes of where the few friends she made went to live. Seras stepped towards the couch and sat herself down "so Edward? Is working in the archives a tough job, do you enjoy what you do, Could you teach me.." Seras stopped herself glancing towards Mr. Alreccht "I'm sorry , I got carried away.". He looked to her and smirked saying " A young lady who wants to learn is rare why in the world would i stop you?" Upon hearing this Seras's eyes lit up as she knew she would get to learn yet another skill to help her on her journey, how it would help she didn't know but she trusted that it would.
Personality
- Intro/Extrovert: Extroverted yet shy due to harrowing childhood events
- Optimist/Pessimist: A through and through pessimist
- Habits: With her recent training as an Archivist, and her previous job as a seamstress she cannot stop herself from organizing her surroundings to calm her nerves and take stock of whats around her
- Addictions/Dependencies:Mild alcohol dependency runs in her family so her home is consistently stocked with a wide variety of spirits
- Self-opinion or worth: Doesn't tend to value herself or her abilities due to her time spent as a child in an Ishgardian Orphanage
- Regrets: Not getting to properly say goodbye to her mother
- Accomplishments: None thus far
- Greatest Strength (believed): Her keen eye for fashion
- Greatest Weakness (believed): Her inability to adapt to her surroundings
- Greatest Strength (actual): Her willingness to help anyone in need
- Greatest Weakness (actual): Soul-crushing fear of losing her friends and loved ones to a simple mistake, or misunderstanding
- Fears: Losing everyone,Being found by remnants of a radical Ishgardian faction out to hunt her
- Goals: To become a Well known Dressmaker, or to get the chance to learn more about her heritage
- Most Comfortable When: She is out in the open wilderness or surrounded by close friends
- Least Comfortable When: Trapped in a crowd or when she ends up anywhere within Ishgardian borders
- Priorities: Her friends are her top priority followed closely by maintaining a proper appearance
- Philosophies: It's always better to avoid power, its brings nothing but corruption and sadness
Traits
- Traits: Notably Skilled at:Weaving fine fabrics from sub-par materials, and conflict resolution
- Notably Unskilled at: Politely telling someone that they have chosen poorly in dressing themselves
- Naturally Talented at: Reading, writing, and helping those truly in need
- Mannerisms: Seras like to act very proper around people until she knows the then she cuts lose and her grammar becomes rather horrendous
- Quirks: Has an incredibly strong sense of smell until he is in an arid climate
- Bad Habits: Seras will fidget with her left hand which she cannot feel if she is nervous
- Self-Perception: One-word self-description: Driven
- One-sentnce self-description: Driven to better herself so she can find her mothers killers
- One-paragraph self-description: Seras is driven to better her self so she may help those disparaged by war and famine, this sense of purpose was instilled in her after losing her mother and growing up in a tiny orphanage in the brume. She will work tirelessly to right whatever wrong she may see, and will disregard her own health to do so. Their best physical feature: Her shining personality and Big heart
- Their worst feature: Her inability to give up when it is clear that she should Traits: Notably Skilled at:Weaving fine fabrics from sub-par materials, and conflict resolution
- Notably Unskilled at: Politely telling someone that they have chosen poorly in dressing themselves
- Naturally Talented at: Reading, writing, and helping those truly in need
- Mannerisms: Seras like to act very proper around people until she knows the then she cuts lose and her grammar becomes rather horrendous
- Quirks: Has an incredibly strong sense of smell until he is in an arid climate
- Bad Habits: Seras will fidget with her left hand which she cannot feel if she is nervous
- Self-Perception: One-word self-description: Driven
- One-sentnce self-description: Driven to better herself so she can find her mothers killers
- One-paragraph self-description: Seras is driven to better her self so she may help those disparaged by war and famine, this sense of purpose was instilled in her after losing her mother and growing up in a tiny orphanage in the brume. She will work tirelessly to right whatever wrong she may see, and will disregard her own health to do so. Their best physical feature: Her shining personality and Big heart
- Their worst feature: Her inability to give up when it is clear that she should
Likes/Dislikes
Likes
- Favorites: Color: Purple
- Food: D'zo Steak
- Drink: Soju
- Clothing: Flowing garments
- Literature: Fictional works, and The autobiography of Godbert Manderville
- Expressions: " They're not dead, They're escaping
- Expletives: Damn it
- Mode of Transport: Her Loyal Behemoth
- Hobbies: Sewing, reading, Cooking
- Place: The Ruby Sea
- Creature to fight: Mandragoras (They look tasty)
- Style of combat: Spear or any other form of Polearm
Dislikes
- Least Favorites: Color: Yellow
- Food: Fish
- Drink: Beer
- Clothing: Anything with too many straps
- Literature: Ishgardian Texts in general
- Expressions: " Everything will be ok"
- Expletives: C**t
- Mode of Transport: Magitek Armor
- Hobbies: Running
- Person:
- Place: Ishgard
- Creature to fight: Puddings
- Style of combat: Sword and Board
Family
- Father, Relationship with:Unknown
- Mother, Relationship with: Lianna Seras Tianriel, Deceased
- Sibling(s), Relationship with: None
- Spouse(s), Relationship with: None
- Other Family, Relationship with: Unknown, the closest thing she has to family are her friends
OOC Notes
- Willing to help with Crafting/Gathering needs
- Enjoys older content
Limits
- Injuries and combat RP are okay but absolutely no permanent injuries or death
- Rape, and drug themes are out.
