Menelwen Veara

Menelwen Veara. (Pronunciation: Men-el-when Vee-era )

Menelwen Veara
"The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life."
Basic Information
Gender	Female
Race	Elezen
Clan	Wildwood
Citizenship	Gridania
Age	27
Nameday
Guardian	Thaliak, the Scholar
Occupation	Tavernerof Bastard's Honor
Height / Weight	6 fulms 7 ilms / TBD
Main Disciple of Magick	Conjurer

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History

This section will be filled in before the game launches, I promise! x.x

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Personality

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Never judge a book by its cover. You never know if a blade is hidden within the folds..

On the surface, Menelwen appears to be a strong, caring, independent woman who will go to great lengths to aid another however she can. It's not rare for her to slip a piece of gil underneath a warm loaf of bread as she serves tables at the different taverns she works at -- it coming straight out of her own pocket, of course. It's earned the nickname 'Gil Bread', and it is definitely not on the menu. She knows when someone is trying to trick her into getting free coin, and though she will serve them, she keeps her coin to herself.

Within the pages however...Menelwen is scared. Her calm, pleasant facade flickers from time to time as she works. Her heterochromia eyes glaze over as her gaze snaps across the room, jumping from the doorway and windows to the different tables. The break in her routine is quickly masked, however to the sharp eye of those who know her, it would be obvious that she did not feel as safe as she acted.

Beliefs & Religion

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Menelwen's father went to great lengths to teach his little girl about the twelve gods. He would promise her that they would look out for her, keeping her safe if, for some reason, he was not around. She used to believe his words, for whenever something would happen, he would be at her side within a few heartbeats. However, when the strong Elezen tragically passed away, Menelwen quickly found her faith in the Twelve shaken. Why would they let someone who praised them so, who believed in them, fall as he did? With every passing event, no matter how large or small, she began to question how much influence the gods, if they did exist, actually held. How powerful were they, if they existed at all?

Logic and reason snuck its way into her mind as Menelwen grew into a young woman. She questions how strong her faith is to this day, though in the end, she always results to relying on her own strength to prevail.

Standard Equipment

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• A dagger strapped to her left thigh.
• A small wooden wand.
• A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck.
• A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, some empty, some not.

Likes, Dislikes, etc.

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Loves Maximus, her Chocobo Hatchling. Peach and Orange tea. Reading	Hates Slavers. Ships. Hammered, violent, patrons.
Quirks Will only drink tea if she prepared it herself. Hates ships. She'll only go on one if it is absolutely necessary.	Fears Being captured by her former master/losing her freedom again. Dying before becoming someone.

Skills & Abilities

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Combat Skills Healer. {White Mage} Marksman {Bard} Black Mage [Enough skill to cause a blaze. Not an expert.]		Abilities Strong ears. Like other Elezen, she is able to hear the softest squeak from a field mouse several malms away. Powerful eyes. She can see extremely well, possibly better than most others. Tactically sound.	Weaknesses Does not posses the skill to efficiently wield a heavy weapon, such as a great-sword or lance. Disadvantage when it comes to hand-to-hand combat. Though she can be blunt at times, she has a soft heart. She will protect another before she protects herself, which often lands her in a bit of a pinch.
Crafting Skills Cook Fisher Botanist Tailor		Misc Skills By no means is she perfect, but she has enough rhythm to be an average dancer. Transmuting Materia. But her methods are not....necessarily normal.

Rumors

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Common Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench: "What, blondie there? Aye, she's been 'ere for a couple of months. Works as fast as a chocobo, she does. Eh? What's 'er name? Go and bloody ask 'er, scrag!" S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench: "She works here a lot. She's really nice! Sometimes she even shares her tips if I ask really nicely!" *Giggles*

Moderate Drunk Patron: "He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!"

Rare Ship Captain: "I swear I've seen 'er before....wasn't she with a taller elf back at the Jewel?"

Relationships

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Friends Mihro Tethra - TBU Hachi Ten'ahn - TBU Grey Everheart - Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a scuffle just previous. Khy'zen Vashai - TBU Nivaar Swann - The two met when the gladiator happened upon her small bar, the Bastard's Honor, in La Noscea. The man is a pleasure to talk to, and whenever he comes to visit she always has a plate of steamed carrots waiting for him. Maximus - Menelwen's Chocobo. Although the growing hatchling gets himself into trouble more often than naught, he is her baby, and she loves him with all of her heart.

Family Oriabelle [Or-re-a-bell] Veara - Menelwen's Mother. [Deceased] Rohisse [Row-highs] Veara - Menelwen's Father. [Deceased] Calthius [Cal-thee-us] Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Alive]

Soundtrack

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Menelwen outside of the tavern within Bronze Lake.

1. Opening Song
2. Menelwen's Theme
3. Escaping The Ship
4. No Escaping The Past
5. Traveling Mage
6. Face Your Fears
7. New-found Hope
8. Promises
9. Healing
10. Only Time
11. Memories of a Harsh Age
12. Alone at the Bar

OOC Notes

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• Server: Balmung
• Timezone: Central