Luha Dalaan
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"Coin's what bore me; figure it'll be the thing to kill me, too."
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Luha is a lithe-framed Keeper who stands on the shorter end of the average height for her people. Spending a good two hours of each day focused on her physical training, she is trim with visible muscle tone beneath her light gray skin. Her dark red hair is almost always pulled back into a long pony tail, which is usually tucked under her signature hat; an item of clothing she is scarcely seen without. Her wide, almond eyes of aquamarine stare out into the world with a playful look of amusement, accompanied by her darkened nose and smirking, painted lips. She dresses almost exclusively in blue and wears light clothing that is easy to move in, cool, and comfortable, favoring function over fashion. That's not to say there isn't a side to her that enjoys luxury. She's rarely seen without finely made thigh-high boots and one can almost always bet on her wearing a set of expensive lingerie under her clothes. Her ears are adorned with three piercings each and her throat with shining necklaces, though with no piece of jewelry resembling anything expensive. While she rarely carries any weapons openly, she'a never without a concealed knife or two.
Luha's preferred combat style is ranged and she will avoid melee combat as much as she possibly can. Skilled in archery after training for the majority of her life in a mercenary company, she's able to dismantle squads of men from yalms away. That's not to say she can't hold her own while scrapping, but it's through no manner of skill. With a dagger in her hand, Luha will result to any means to walk away alive, which can lead to a great deal of dirty fighting. Shots below the belt, hidden weapons, dirt throwing, biting and clawing only scratch the surface of how low she's willing to sink. Needless to say, she usually refuses to accept duels or challenges.
Luha was born in a brothel to one of Limsa Lominsa's many prostitutes, a woman named Shi'ata. It was that simple beginning that would define her childhood. As soon as she was able to walk and talk, she would take to the docks to pick-pocket sailors and beg for food. Should neither of those activities bear fruit, she would take to chasing down rats and attempting to catch fish with her hands. When night would creep around, Luha and the other brothel children would be locked in a room with several blankets and pillows and nothing but their imaginations to entertain them. They would spend their time like most children do, playing pretend and dreaming of what their life would be like if they had been born to different parents, all while ignoring what they knew was happening in the rooms outside. Luha wasn't naive, she understood what it was her mother did for a living, even if she wasn't aware of just what exactly that meant. Her relationship with her mother was complicated, to say the least. Shi'ata wasn't a cruel woman and, more often than not, was a very loving and dutiful caretaker. Still, given her line of work she made a point of sending her daughter away as often as possible in hopes of keeping her innocence in tact. This forged a rift between the two, leaving Luha to believe that her mother resented her.
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The Fall of Dalamud
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"I don't deal in flesh. Well, live flesh anyway."
"I don't have a drinking habit, I have a habit of drinking."
"Ah, Limsa, with its unmistakable smell of piss, fish, and shame."
"The problem with Seeker males is that they were gifted with two heads, and yet actively choose to only think with one."
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Luha Dalaan
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The Basics
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Appearance & Personality
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Combat & Weaponry
Biography
Childhood
Adolescence
Adulthood
Present
Miscellaneous
Art by the lovely [Io Saar]
Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!
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Footnotes
- Template by Bancroft Gairn with a few edits by me.
- Theme Song:
- The Parting Glass
- Blank Space (Vintage Cabaret Cover)
- Song on the Beach; Photograph