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Shy and reserved both as most Keepers tend to be, and by nature, Sizha is twichy and sometimes anxious and has, in the past, made efforts to avoid people and socializing, both in the Shroud and once she'd left the forest to explore the wider world.  A burgeoning confidence alongside a deep-seated desire to ''help'' with what conjury skills she's learned, however, have pushed the Keeper into more efforts to engage others, rather than hide away in cramped corners with books and drawing to pass the time, though sometimes she still steals away to spend time by herself.  The one constant, hiding or social, is Claws - her pet lesser panda, given to her by her brother and always either perched on her shoulder or cradled in her arms like a fuzzy, spoiled child.
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Shy and reserved both as most Keepers tend to be, and by nature, Sizha is twichy and sometimes anxious and has, in the past, made efforts to avoid people and socializing, both in the Shroud and once she'd left the forest to explore the wider world.  A burgeoning confidence paired with an insatiable desire both to learn and to ''help'' with what she's learned have pushed her farther into the realm of sociability.... For good or for ill.  A burning temper she can never quite keep in check often at odds with her beliefs about nonviolence.   
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The one constant, no matter hiding or social, is Claws - her pet lesser panda, given to her by her brother and always either perched on her shoulder or cradled in her arms like a fuzzy, spoiled child.
  
  
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What -isn't- usually covered is her face, all dark brown skin and freckles, scars curving both across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones, and down across one dark green eye.  Her hair is long, messy and black with streaks of red highlights here and there, curling down past her shoulders when it isn't pulled back in a messy, lazy bun or ponytail and her ears twitch above this, long and fuzzy, like her tail -- the long appendage made almost entirely of soft, black hair.  She never quite finished growing into either before she quit growing, and it shows, but the tail is a blessing of sorts, keeping her absentminded tendencies from devolving into outright clumsiness.
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What -isn't- usually covered is her face, all dark brown skin and freckles, scars curving both across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones, and down across one dark green eye.  Her hair is long, messy and black with streaks of red highlights here and there, curling down past her shoulders when it isn't tied up in attempts to tame it.  Her ears twitch above this, long and fuzzy, like her tail -- the long appendage made almost entirely of soft, black hair.  She never quite finished growing into either before she quit growing, and it shows, but the tail is a blessing of sorts, keeping her absentminded tendencies from devolving into outright clumsiness.
  
  
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Strung across narrow hips and outside of however many layers she is wearing at the moment, a thick, leather belt strung with all manner of small pouches, and sometimes flowers.  Always,there is a small, wooden box, a bee's face carved into the lid - if opened, it is full of dead bugs for her panda. Slung at her back is a long staff -- perhaps even bigger than she isAt the very top is a stuffed moogle toy, the staff's foci lodged in it's pom.  The moogle's is named Squeaky.  It squeaks when squeezed.
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Strung across narrow hips and outside of however many layers she is wearing at the moment, a thick, leather belt strung with all manner of small pouches, and sometimes flowers.  Always,there is a small, wooden box, a bee's face carved into the lid - if opened, it is full of dead bugs for her panda.  
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Latched somewhat awkwardly at her back is a starglobe, shiny and new and only ''slightly'' dinged up from an... experimentDecorative purple 'cloth', adorned appropriately with little golden stars, drapes over the tiny form of a moogle, and at it's very top is a small, gold-and-scarlet crown.  It squeaks.  
  
 
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: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "... Yes, I know of her.  In a fashion.  Only saw her once or twice - never spoke.  She left herbs for my mother when she took sick one winter, and poultices.  How she knew... well.  It's not ''my'' place to complain, is it?" -- Thoughtful Hyur
 
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "... Yes, I know of her.  In a fashion.  Only saw her once or twice - never spoke.  She left herbs for my mother when she took sick one winter, and poultices.  How she knew... well.  It's not ''my'' place to complain, is it?" -- Thoughtful Hyur
  
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Strange, how she heals. I've watched her -- it drains her, that's not right, not for a Conjurer. Someone ought to have a word with her, when she comes back.If she comes backHeard she was headed East."  -- Contemplative Conjurer
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: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Inari Arulaq]] ([[Crow]]) : Giant Xaela she likes.  Quietly, she admires Crow's massive mane of hair - and less quietly, her pointy hat.  Siz would like to spin it.
 
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Inari Arulaq]] ([[Crow]]) : Giant Xaela she likes.  Quietly, she admires Crow's massive mane of hair - and less quietly, her pointy hat.  Siz would like to spin it.
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: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Tallera Weaver]] :  The one who is teaching her astrology.  Siz respects her talents and her as a person.... And her ability to make booze.
  
  

Revision as of 12:08, 8 September 2017

 Sizha Naab
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Gender Female
Race Miqo'te
Clan Keeper of the Moon
Citizenship Unaffiliated
Server Balmung
Age 21
Nameday 27th Sun of the Third Umbral Moon
Guardian Menphina, the Lover
Height/Weight 4'5" / 83 ponzes
Occupation Healer/Botanist
Relatives
  • unknown (Father)
  • Rhela Naab (Mother) (Deceased)
  • Rhela'a Naab (Brother)

Work in Progress

Basic Info

Shy and reserved both as most Keepers tend to be, and by nature, Sizha is twichy and sometimes anxious and has, in the past, made efforts to avoid people and socializing, both in the Shroud and once she'd left the forest to explore the wider world. A burgeoning confidence paired with an insatiable desire both to learn and to help with what she's learned have pushed her farther into the realm of sociability.... For good or for ill. A burning temper she can never quite keep in check often at odds with her beliefs about nonviolence. The one constant, no matter hiding or social, is Claws - her pet lesser panda, given to her by her brother and always either perched on her shoulder or cradled in her arms like a fuzzy, spoiled child.

LIKES

Reading
Plants/botany
Learning
Sweets
Helping others
Playfully teasing people
Very small spaces she can curl up in
Napping
Nighttime
Pleasant/mildly chilly weather
Cleverness/wit
Stuffed animals
Rain, less so when caught out in it
Doodling/drawing plants
Insects -- not necessarily living ones
Fogweed


DISLIKES

Extremely cold weather
Extremely hot weather
Hunting/having to kill things
Elezen
Rudeness/unfair treatment of herself/others
Meat
Mandragoras
Being touched without consent
Personal space invasion
Thunderstorms
Loud noises
Crowds

OTHER

Alignment: Neutral Good
Vice(s): Stealing/a tendency to borrow without returning
Favorite Food: Preferably anything sweet. Shy of that, anything that is easy to snack on while moving about
Favorite Drink: Coffee/Hot chocolate
Favorite Color: Green

Appearance & Personality

Very small and slight, Sizha is -- perhaps, easy to miss on first glance. On a good day, most of her is hidden away under as many layers of clothing as she can manage, almost always at least some sort of robe and skirt.


What -isn't- usually covered is her face, all dark brown skin and freckles, scars curving both across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones, and down across one dark green eye. Her hair is long, messy and black with streaks of red highlights here and there, curling down past her shoulders when it isn't tied up in attempts to tame it. Her ears twitch above this, long and fuzzy, like her tail -- the long appendage made almost entirely of soft, black hair. She never quite finished growing into either before she quit growing, and it shows, but the tail is a blessing of sorts, keeping her absentminded tendencies from devolving into outright clumsiness.


Posessions :


Strung across narrow hips and outside of however many layers she is wearing at the moment, a thick, leather belt strung with all manner of small pouches, and sometimes flowers. Always,there is a small, wooden box, a bee's face carved into the lid - if opened, it is full of dead bugs for her panda.

Latched somewhat awkwardly at her back is a starglobe, shiny and new and only slightly dinged up from an... experiment. Decorative purple 'cloth', adorned appropriately with little golden stars, drapes over the tiny form of a moogle, and at it's very top is a small, gold-and-scarlet crown. It squeaks.

Miscellaneous

RUMORS

Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!

◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)
"Little shite stole my herbs, once! No, no, can't prove it was her -- saw her skulkin' about starin' at them, though, 'fore I could take 'em to market, swivin' little..." -- Grumbling Trader
"Know she collects bugs. S'pose it's for that weird panda she's always carrying around -- see her feedin' it sometimes. Still's strange, carrying around dead bugs like that." - Uneasy Uldahn
"Saw her once, yeah. Sleepin' away the day hours lodged in some tiny space between buildings. Why there and not the inn, I don't know.." -- Muttering Ijin
◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)
"Who? That scrawny Keeper lass? Aye, I remember her. Vaguely. Took shelter 'round our fires sometimes, she did, after the Calamity. Didn't talk to no one, scampered off as soon as anyone approached her. Strange thing." - Wordy Woodwailer
"... Yes, I know of her. In a fashion. Only saw her once or twice - never spoke. She left herbs for my mother when she took sick one winter, and poultices. How she knew... well. It's not my place to complain, is it?" -- Thoughtful Hyur
"It was always strange, how she healed. I've watched her -- it drains her, that's not right, not for a Conjurer. Not that she is one anymore, I suppose. Pah. Astrology." -- Contemplative Conjurer


◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)
"Poor Aulent, took her in and cared for her food and clothed her for all those years. Soon as he got sick, she up and abandoned him -- the old fool recovered, but not with any of her help. Ungrateful brat." -- Elderly Elezen
◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)
"She always has a dumb little red thing on her shoulder. Also, I bet she actually got her scars from trippin' down stairs, yeh? She's runty but she's ok." - C'dhen Tia

RELATIONS

Romantic Interest Platonic Love Good Standing Neutral Standing Poor Standing
Enqdai Hotgo : Giant Xaela she loves. Fiercely and protectively so, no matter how much she grumbles (playfully) about the woman's height or her ego.
Rhela'a Naab : Her older brother. Quietly, Sizha thinks the world of him - he could probably make the moon rise and set in her eyes.
Z'aidha Naoda : Annoying Sun Seeker, usually a walking cloud of confusion with all of his word weaving. Still, she has fun irritating him.
C'dhen Tia : Annoying Sun Seeker who is, at least, moderately less confusing. She likes teasing and squabbling with him -- even if she would never admit it.
Inari Arulaq (Crow) : Giant Xaela she likes. Quietly, she admires Crow's massive mane of hair - and less quietly, her pointy hat. Siz would like to spin it.
Tallera Weaver : The one who is teaching her astrology. Siz respects her talents and her as a person.... And her ability to make booze.


Footnotes

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