Mylene Wharf

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Gridania-transparent.png Mylene Wharf
Mylene.jpg
Gender Female
Race Hyur
Clan Midlander
Citizenship Gridania
Nameday 5th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon, 1558
Guardian Azeyma, The Warden
Weapon Bow
Profession Fisher
World Balmung
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General

Mylene is a traveling independent fisher, who makes small coin from selling her catches to merchants across the three city-states. She is new to the trade itself, but has been fishing all her life during her past travels with her father.


Appearance

For a Hyur Midlander female, Mylene is as plain as they come. She has lightly tanned skin, olive-green eyes and somewhat unkempt brown hair that falls to her shoulders.

Her body is not built for combat, but despite her frail looking build, she has developed some upper-body strength from carrying equipment on the road during her lifetime, as well as from the occasional use of her bow.

She is on the shorter side of the height spectrum; growing up on the road forced her and her father to be content with whatever food was available for them on that day, even if it wasn't very nutritious. If a little more coin were available on their hands after a job, they'd buy some food from the market at whatever city-state they were near. Her father never took her to eat in a tavern, he always said that they were no place for a child to sit at.


Past

Mylene grew up as a porter, and for lack of a better word, a ‘lackey’, for her traveling adventurer father; August Wharf (also known as “That Nutter” to a couple of Gridania’s merchants). She often recalls memories of chasing after him as he left her behind, laughing at how slow she was, while he excitedly embarked on a new quest to obtain stolen goods or save a lost child. She carried their goods and equipment, took care of all the errands and despite her reluctance towards violence, she fought with her bow alongside her only friend whom she called ‘Father’.

Even with his appearance as a naive, goofy and irresponsible man, August was a very clever adventurer. His wit, combined with his skill with arms, made no quest impossible to him. Yet now that she’s older, Mylene has come to realize that it was probably because she was traveling with him, that he never took on a job that would put the both of them in too much danger, and that it was probably one of the reasons his reputation was kept under the radar.

They were never able to stay at one location for a long enough time to make any acquaintances other than their temporary ‘Yorzeans in Distress!’, as August called them. The only familiar faces were the merchants whom they stocked their equipment from. It was running for job after job, traveling between Gridania, Ul'dah, Limsa Lominsa, and resting anywhere in between when need be. They were a family who were always alone, together.

It wasn't perfect, but Mylene’s simple life on the road with her father taught her valuable life lessons of patience, kindness and honesty. These are the memories that she cherishes the most.


August Wharf: Life

[RPer's Note: Mylene does not know any of the following. Despite her nagging, her father always kept his stories of the past, and her origin, vague.]


August Wharf, like many young boys his age, dreamed of nothing more than earning the right to the title of Dragoon. Someday he would join epic battles, fighting the dragons under the blessings of the Holy See's Knighthood. He was but a simple Hyur, his father was an errand boy for one of the Hyurian officers at Dragonhead. He was a nobody, in the eyes of the Elezen noble houses, but by Halone, he will one day be celebrated, as one of Ishgard's heroes.

Yet the dream never came. He wrote, visited, begged every messenger and watchman he could find, for a name-drop, an opportunity, anything that could help him apply to the ranks, only to be ignored or rejected. He felt deserted, forsaken by Halone. The anger was driving him insane. He saw others, less capable, less worthy, join the knighthood. Yet he was not about to forsake Ishgard. He was not like the others; he was no traitor.

On a dreadful, snowy night, a man came to him, commending him for his passion and loyalty. He said that he knew of the young boy's situation. "Fear not," he told him. "There is still a way for you, to become a hero for Ishgard".

---

Seven years had passed since that night. He was surprised he had lasted this long. His recruiter came to congratulate him, another successful job. The Faces of Mercy were pleased. He had acquired a taste for blood since he joined, and had lost count of the lives he took. August was celebrated alright, though not in the way he expected to be, growing up.

"I hope that the Gridanian woman was to your liking? A fine reward, I must say." The older man snorted, as he tossed a bag of coin at August's feet.

"Keep it up." He said as he turned away to leave. August looked down at the bag. He kicked it angrily and it hit the leg of one of the chairs, slightly moving it.

---

A couple of more years had passed, he was fed up. He was going to leave the Faces of Mercy, and he wasn't going to get killed. His second 'Faces' contact now owed August his life, and was going to help him escape. August is to be reported dead, and then it would all be over.

---

He went looking for her, the Gridanian woman.. What was he going to do? Beg for her forgiveness? He didn't know, but all he wanted to feel was atonement for what he did to her. As if atoning for that single act could erase all that he'd done.. He knew he sure didn't deserve it.

---

Perhaps Halone enjoyed mocking him.

The conjurer stared at the distressed man, vacantly. "Was she family? You are quite late.."

He had halfway bought his hand up to his eyes when he saw the small child. The resemblance struck him. His eyes widened, looking back at the conjurer.. "What is her name..?"

"Mylene. Like her mother's."

August Wharf: Death

It was nearing Mylene's 18th when it happened. Her father had sent her off to nearby Gridania to run errands and restock on supplies. This life took its toll on the girl, he knew, and it wasn't because of all of his practical jokes. She was naive and gentle and she wouldn't have known how to protect herself if he hadn't pushed her to learn how to use his bow. Nonetheless, they were both content, considering the circumstances. After all, they managed to survive the Calamity, together. Every day was a new adventure, and slowly she was coming into her own.

It was later that day when he felt a familiar, uneasy feeling.. He realized that he was being watched. Calling out, his eyes widened as his former recruiter stepped out from behind the bushes.

---

In a hurry, Mylene bid farewell to the Elezen man and ran through the Blue Badger Gate as she carried the bag of newly mended armor on her back. Reaching their camp only to find her father lying down, a single dagger pierced deeply into his chest.

Present

For the first time in her life, Mylene is now all alone. She was used to being accompanied and protected by her father and therefore she now feels pressure to live up to him and survive on her own. Yet, she is no heroine by any stretch of the imagination; she is nervous about dealing with conflict and will only reach for her bow under extreme circumstances.

She has recently come across a company named The Tomial Order. Inspired by its members' passion, she decides to join them despite her reclusive nature. She has a strong desire to see new places in Eorzea that she never got to see with her father.


Behavior/Personality

Highly sensitive and quiet, Mylene shows some social anxiety traits when she meets someone new due to the fact that her father was always the ice-breaker (in an often embarrassing way) when they ran into people. Once she has had a heart-to-heart, or gotten close enough to a person, she starts to become attached and puts it upon herself to do anything for them. She generally enjoys a more relaxed one-on-one conversation with those who will listen to her soft-spoken thoughts.

She hates the feeling of being labeled as useless. This stems from the judgement she receives when expressing her distaste for combat and fighting. She gets a lot of drive from the feeling of being trusted and the feeling of taking care of someone else whom she is close to. Companionship and loyalty are very important to her. She secretly hopes that in the future she’ll be able to accompany a traveling Eorzean whom she will share a bond of trust with, as she did growing up.

Mylene can be passive at times. Her anxious nature often makes her turn away from pursuing the things she wants, if she feels that pursuing them will create some sort of conflict of interest with those around her.

After her father's death, Mylene thought that she would be able to completely abandon the bow for good. Though day after day, this proves to be more difficult; she feels conflicted between the necessity of survival skills and her pacifist morals. In some way, Mylene's refusal to fight was her own, weak way of rebelling, embodying her condescension towards the lifestyle her father chose for them.

Sometimes, without realizing, she will rub her left wrist when she is nervous.

Tidbits and Facts

[More Soon.]

Fishing is something that finds extremely soothing. The movement and sounds of water landscapes always send her daydreaming. It was one of the few things she could do for fun as a child. She did not have any toys, as there is no room for anything that is not absolutely necessary when you are on the road.

She would always look forward to any visit to Limsa Lominsa or its surrounding areas. In contrast, she feels weary when she’s on her way to, or inside Ul'dah. She often feels that its people are cold and intimidating.

Due to her previous lifestyle, Mylene doesn't have much experience with love. She is neither flirtatious, witty, nor striking; traits that many Eorzean males find attractive in women. She will never pursue someone she finds attractive and will probably go to her grave with her feelings without anyone ever realizing that she ever had them.

Relationships

[More Soon.]

Kahn'a Od'hilkas - Kahn'a is the first person Mylene had gained a friendship with since she'd started traveling by herself. He's the one who'd introduced Mylene to tea-drinking on their first meeting, where he introduced himself as a leather-worker. He later revealed to her that he is a member of the Immortal Flames ranks. He likes to toy with Mylene's head from time to time. She used to feel that he looks at her with a bit too much sympathy. He has, however, become someone she feels she can trust.

Shido Itsuka - Shido is the leader of The Tomial Order, the company which Mylene is a newly recruited member of. He is gentle with Mylene and respects her lifestyle choices. She sees his genuineness and believes him when he says that he considers her family. She looks at him as a very dear older brother and would do anything to be his support and help him search for the person from his past that he's looking for.

Hitari Senjougahara and Yonene Yone - A charismatic Hyur and a friendly Lalafell. Two of the female members of The Tomial Order. They have both made Mylene feel comfortable and welcome upon her joining the company. Mylene feels safe around them and is at her most talkative when the three of them are spending time together. She hopes that she'll be able to go fishing with them frequently.

Other Notes

Favorite Color(s): Shades of the Ocean

Favorite Drink: Tea

Skills: Basic use of the bow, fishing, cooking, camp set-up, cleaning some weaponry, as well as reading and writing.

Voice: Kayano Ai (at 0:40) http://youtu.be/MosHQKa37ps?t=40s