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A fast friend, then mentor, then lover in turn, Salih quickly found himself falling hard for the ever-exuberant M'rhos as he trained him in the art of the blade. He has demonstrated a kindness and a boundlessness of spirit that Salih admires greatly - and that the man feels the same way for him? Salih is all too eager to see where time will take them.</div> | A fast friend, then mentor, then lover in turn, Salih quickly found himself falling hard for the ever-exuberant M'rhos as he trained him in the art of the blade. He has demonstrated a kindness and a boundlessness of spirit that Salih admires greatly - and that the man feels the same way for him? Salih is all too eager to see where time will take them.</div> | ||
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+ | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''[[M'veerah Rahz]]'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(''' <font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="3">♦</font> ''')'''</font> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">With a silliness to match Salih's own, the man has found a fast friend and potential confidante in Veerah in their sharing of the pain of loss. He does, however, worry for the woman's wellbeing thanks to the words of those who are closer to her than he.</div> | ||
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! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''[[Admiah Kreiston]]'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(''' <font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="3">♦</font> ''')'''</font> | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''[[Admiah Kreiston]]'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(''' <font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="3">♦</font> ''')'''</font> | ||
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− | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">A childhood friend of Salih's, he doesn't see Admiah as often as he'd like. Admiah served as partial inspiration for his decision to learn the art of lancing.</div> | + | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">A childhood friend and somewhat brief teenage flame of Salih's, he doesn't see Admiah as often as he'd like. Admiah served as partial inspiration for his decision to learn the art of lancing.</div> |
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| <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">A fellow new adventurer under Veyha's wing, Salih thinks well of Lucilynn, though he may occasionally tire of the self-imposed drama she occasionally falls into during their adventures.</div> | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">A fellow new adventurer under Veyha's wing, Salih thinks well of Lucilynn, though he may occasionally tire of the self-imposed drama she occasionally falls into during their adventures.</div> | ||
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+ | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''[[Gideon Black]]'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(''' <font style="color:#93d2f6;" size="3"> ♦</font> ''')'''</font> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Though the man's stories may have been exaggerated a tad, Salih nonetheless finds incredible entertainment and camaraderie in the kindly, exuberant highlander.</div> | ||
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− | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''[[Tseren Arslan]]'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(''' <font style="color:#93d2f6;" size="3">●</font> ''') | + | ! <div align="left"><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000; font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px"> '''[[Tseren Arslan]]'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10px">'''(''' <font style="color:#93d2f6;" size="3">●</font> ''')'''</font> |
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| <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Salih's first visit to Magical Miscellany in the Lavender Beds was an exercise in the unexpected - Tseren was to thank for that. Though the witch's power makes him wary, he cannot deny the positive experience her divination cultivated, and part of him wishes to pay a debt that he feels goes beyond coin.</div> | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Salih's first visit to Magical Miscellany in the Lavender Beds was an exercise in the unexpected - Tseren was to thank for that. Though the witch's power makes him wary, he cannot deny the positive experience her divination cultivated, and part of him wishes to pay a debt that he feels goes beyond coin.</div> | ||
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Latest revision as of 03:23, 28 June 2018
E'salih Goldenbough --- The son of a well-to-do Limsan merchant and her miqo'te wife, E'salih has lived a life of ease and contentment far from the wildlands and clan structure of his kin. Friendly and well-meaning, E'salih suffers from the perennial naiveté imparted by an upbringing far from hardship. As he begins to set foot outside the comfort of home and hearth, E'salih is slowly discovering pieces of himself never brought to light - a wanderlust and a longing for exploration that's now making itself known. An extrovert at heart, Salih is rarely one to turn down new friends or new experiences - as long as they're not particularly dangerous. His attitude is generally amiable, and he takes pleasure in many of the disciples Limsa Lominsa is known for; he can often be found on the lower decks of the city, fishing to his heart's content, and often ventures out of the city in search of particularly out-of-the-way fishing holes. Well-read and well-educated, Salih is smart, but lacks the wisdom that exploration and hardship afford. As of late, Salih has struggled with anxiety and self-doubt surrounding decisionmaking regarding his future. Though a part of him longs to strike out on an adventure, worries over his role in his mother's business and for his own competency plague him. About
E'salih stands at a surprising 6 fulms. Despite the few inches he might have on many of his Seeker kin, this does little to help him cut an imposing figure, dwarfed as he is by the Sea Wolves and Highlanders that call Limsa their home alongside him. His skin is dark, owing both to genes and the healthy tan the sunny port city affords to Eorzeans of his trade. The physical work he does entails other benefits; namely, a strength somewhat uncommon in non-adventurers. Though he may lack the know-how to put that muscle to its most effective use, the short-sleeved and V-necked garments he takes to wearing do little to disguise the strength of his upper body. His eyes, at a glance, seem a pale green, though on closer inspection one is ringed by a pale golden halo. Dark markings typical of his heritage adorn the corners of his eyes, and a smattering of dark freckles dusts his cheeks and the slight curve of his nose. Black hair falls to below his shoulders, rarely pulled up into a messy ponytail or bun.
Voice: Friendly and warm, male sylvari without the British accent Clothing: Comfortable collared shirts, vests, work pants & boots, occasional simple brass jewelry
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A kind soul with a naturally optimistic outlook, E'salih meanders his way through life eager for experience and knowledge. What he lacks in martial ability he makes up for by reading and learning voraciously in some attempt to make up for his comparatively sheltered upbringing. He takes pleasure in the simple things where he can - a good fishing hole, a round of ale with friends at the Drowning Wench, a lazy afternoon in the sun on some hidden-away beach. Though his mind may work against him sometimes, he is ultimately an extrovert at heart and delights in all sorts of company. He is most drawn to others of the same spirit - people who share an empathetic nature and an idealistic outlook are those he's most drawn towards. He's happy to find friendship where he can, and though he counts few friends as truly close, those he does he holds near and dear to his heart. He is very fond of physical affection, and will gladly share familiar gestures with close friends both romantic and non-. E'salih is a patient man, and disdains cruelty and malice, though he is far from perfect in his own right. It takes a persistent person to truly earn his ire, but if angered E'salih is not without his vices, able to hold a fierce grudge if so provoked. He is not overly combative, and does not care for wanton violence, but cannot call himself a pacifist, having taken up the art of lancing and more recently, swordfighting. Perhaps given time, he may grow to be a decent combatant in his own right.
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