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Igor Angura

2017-10-11T06:06:22Z

Alacruxe:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Idughadai "Igor" Angura
| image = Igorface.png
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Au Ra
| clan = Xaela
| stat_1 = Nameday
| stat_1_value = 10th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon
| stat_2 = Guardian
| stat_2_value = Byregot, the Builder
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Freelance Blacksmith
}}

Igor is an Othardian Xaela currently living in Ul'dah and working as a self-employed blacksmith. Estimated to be somewhere in his thirties, Igor has been living in Eorzea since his pre-teen years, making him perhaps more knowledgeable of the land's ways than some of his other Auri brethren. Despite this, he maintains a fairly traditional worldview and largely keeps to himself, preferring to live a simple, humble life as the master of his forge.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Incense
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Breezy weather
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being told stories
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Metalworking

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Boats
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Heat, humidity
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Speaking
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowded spaces

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''QUIRKS''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Mostly illiterate
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Exceptionally tall and muscular
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Speaks with a notable accent
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Somewhat standoffish
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Carries an heirloom pipe; seldom smokes

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
: Being of the Angura clan, Igor is characteristically ruddy-skinned, his hair bearing much the same color, save for the occasional sun-bleached flecks here and there. His horns are black, as those of any Xaela, and quite long, extending back from his head at a slight curve and flanking his high-set ponytail. His face is handsome, albeit severe, and sports very thick scaling. Most striking, perhaps, are his eyes, their sclera forebodingly dark and both irises glowing bright gold. He is tall even for one of his kind, and very well-muscled on every part of his body, save for his long, narrow tail, which is barbed at the end.

: On the surface, he is certainly intimidating, with his imposing figure and deep, rumbling baritone voice. His reputation as the creator of highly lethal blades also earns him a certain gravitas. Unfortunately, the way he tends to habitually glare down at strangers, particularly men, does little to soften this image of his. Only those who are closest to him happen to know of the quiet, thoughtful soul beneath this harsh exterior.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 20px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">1540 - 1560</div>====

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>=====

:: Born some time between 1540 and 1550, Idughadai began life in the harsh environs of northeastern Othard where the Angura tribe made its home. Because of the rather severe nature of the territory, the Angura didn't come into contact with many of the other Xaela tribes very often, save for periods of famine that forced them further south and west. Around the age of five, Idughadai made contact with a rivaling clan for the first time, and became enthralled by the scent of blood and the thrill of war. Being as young as he was, he was not yet able to properly participate in battle, but even this tiny glimpse into the glory of war pushed Idughadai to learn to fight as soon as he was able.

:: At the age of eight, he fashioned his first axe, a mediocre little wedge that could do little more than splinter chunks of ice. While it wasn't much, it at least gave him the opportunity to practice his swing--and besides, his people were ever in need of ice they could melt into water. By ten, he'd made a superior weapon, something better suited to battle. As fortune had it, even, he was able to test the thing when a foolish band of Khatayin ventured far enough into Angura territory to spark a feud. Idughadai was nearly slain in the skirmish, but a quick swing of his axe cleaved the coward's head from his shoulders before he could bury his sword in the young one's chest.

:: Unfortunately, the tribe did suffer heavy losses before it managed to overcome the invading force, and this left it highly vulnerable in the coming months. Idughadai ever honed his axes, even kept his nails long and as sharp as claws, extra weapons to keep him safe in case another band arrived to ambush his people. Oddly, however, they saw very little conflict.

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Early Teens</div>=====

:: Considering the lucky positioning of Angura territory in a region of the Steppe with low population density and even fewer resources, the Garlean occupation had practically been a non-event for the tribe for many, many years. As more and more tribal Xaela began to join the Garlean forces, however, this began to change. Every now and again, scouts would report ominous whirring in the distance, or stacks of smoke too tall and black to belong to a camp fire. Worried rumors started to spread.

:: While the majority of the tribe remained determined to stake out their land and defend from any potential invasion, a number of individuals, Idughadai and his mother included, no longer felt safe. One man declared himself the khan of this splitting faction and led the group southwest in hope of fleeing Othard for refuge.

:: By the time they reached the western shore, the fragmented tribe had suffered heavy losses. While some individuals from other tribes had joined in the exodus, ambushes by others had cut deeply into their number. Sickness and the festering of wounds further diminished its size. In the end, numbering only about thirty, the group managed to commandeer a sentry vessel from the Castrum near Doma, and they stowed away across the sea toward Vylbrand.

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>=====

:: Even more losses were suffered at sea, with sickness and famine taking their toll. Idughadai was not the only child to lose his mother, and many unfortunate parents lost their children. Even the self-proclaimed leader ended up dying from the effects of malnutrition. This left an already splintered faction even weaker than before. By the time the ship reached shore, less than ten survivors remained, and Idughadai was the sole remaining representative of the Angura tribe.

:: Disheartened by the loss of his family and companions, Idughadai nonetheless pressed on. He donned his mother's cloak, took his axe in hand, and joined his fellow refugees as they slowly made their way toward civilization. The group eventually came to Limsa Lominsa, where its members found work as privateer crewmen, crafters, and cooks. Not willing to pledge his allegiance to anyone, however, Idughadai opted to live on the streets and tackle odd jobs for pay. He discovered the life of the adventurer this way, and found that guildleves offered enough income that he could live independently and travel as he pleased.

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">1561 - 1577</div>====

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">From La Noscea to Thanalan</div>=====

:: In the hope of distancing himself from the pirates of Limsa Lominsa and gaining a sense of self in this strange new world, Idughadai made use of the money he'd saved and paid for passage to Aldenard. Arriving in Thanalan, he immediately charted a course for Ul'dah, praying that its promise of wealth and comfort was true.

:: On his way toward the city, he was met with a band of Ala Mhigan refugees. Curious, and sensing a kind of kinship with these fellow misfits, Idughadai opted to travel with them. Finding his name very difficult to pronounce, the Ala Mhigans took to calling him "Igor," a shortening of his full name ('''I'''dughadai An'''gur'''a) and replacement with a far more familiar one. Igor adopted the moniker happily; after all, he was no longer the man he used to be, completely separated from his tribe and his homeland. He found it only appropriate that he take on a new identity.

:: The group separated once it reached Ul'dah, but not before forging a distinct bond with Igor and teaching him more of the Eorzean tongue. Many of the Ala Mhigans hoped to find purpose as gladiators. Igor considered following, but in the end declined, wanting to avoid what he perceived as indentured servitude to the city-state. Instead, he sought out other avenues, promising his friends that he would help to support them with whatever profession he found.

:: As it happened, a local blacksmith by the name of Silent Snowfall was looking for an apprentice. The old Hellsguard was getting on in his age, and deeply feared that he would find no successor before his death. Igor, who had already had some basic experience with weaponcraft, eagerly rose to the occasion and requested apprenticeship. While Silent Snowfall first balked at the idea of taking on an apprentice that would not even reveal his face, Igor promised to pay his way while he learned, and it was enough to convince the aging smith to take him in.

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">The Seventh Umbral Calamity</div>=====

:: Some years later, Igor had become a skillful smith in his own right, forging swords and armor for his Ala Mhigan friends to use in battle. Impressed by Igor's talent and the gladiators' subsequent success, Silent Snowfall officially passed the forge to Igor, allowing him to continue his master's work while his master retired.

:: The timing couldn't have been more morbidly perfect. As Dalamud fell and fireballs flew through the sky, Igor took shelter, while his master did not. Silent Snowfall was killed in the incident, and Igor lost many other friends, too. For the first time in many years, he felt truly alone, stranded in a ruined city with no idea what he could do to move forward.

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Life After Ruin</div>=====

:: Fortunately, given the nature of his profession, Igor was at least able to find plenty of work in the Calamity's wake. Many of the boards and bolts that went into rebuilding the city were ones of his own make. Even despite all that happened, Igor was determined to put his best effort into mending things. After all, Ul'dah was the only home he had left.

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">1577 - Present</div>====

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Sasha</div>=====

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Best damn sword I've ever swung! Cost me a bundle, but well worth the price." -- ''Ala Mhigan Gladiator''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Has one of those scaly freaks really been livin' here all this time? Thal's balls, you think you know a town..." -- ''Irritable Plainsfolk''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Such a handsome one! Shame he's already spoken for." -- ''Street Dancer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Igor? Never 'eard of 'im. Sounds a mite like a bloke I used ter know, though." -- ''Auri Privateer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Ain't never seen no one swing an axe like that afore. Chap's a bloody madman." -- ''Anxious Adventurer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Signin' a contract with that man's like signin' a contract with a swivin' voidsent. Might as I should kiss all me savin's goodbye." -- ''Brass Blade''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)</div></b>
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Sash'a Angura]] : Spouse, by way of Ceremony of Eternal Bonding, in the tradition of many adventurers before. Igor adores Sasha more than anything in the world and would gladly die for him.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
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File:Igorforge.png|At home in the forge, where he works best.
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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Igor's and Sash'a's names were admittedly inspired by [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MhPddKb8Pxg this story]. I wish I were joking.<br><br>

User:Alacruxe

2016-12-26T03:54:29Z

Alacruxe:

BUTTERFLY IN THE SKY, I CAN GO TWICE AS HIGH

=ABOUT MY ASS=
*Name: G
*Age: 26
*Gender: ???
*Location: NE, USA (GMT-6)
*Skills: DOING THING

==IGNs==

*[[Alan Qestir]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876254/ lodestone])
*[[T'kehe Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876296/ lodestone])
*[[Himawari Bukirusui]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200622/ lodestone])
*[[Igor Angura]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200675/ lodestone])
*[[Esugen Goro]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/11398146/ lodestone])

User:Alacruxe

2016-12-26T03:54:10Z

Alacruxe: /* IGNs */

BUTTERFLY IN THE SKY, I CAN GO TWICE AS HIGH

=ABOUT MY ASS=
*Name: G
*Age: 25
*Gender: ???
*Location: NE, USA (GMT-6)
*Skills: DOING THING

==IGNs==

*[[Alan Qestir]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876254/ lodestone])
*[[T'kehe Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876296/ lodestone])
*[[Himawari Bukirusui]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200622/ lodestone])
*[[Igor Angura]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200675/ lodestone])
*[[Esugen Goro]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/11398146/ lodestone])

User:Alacruxe

2016-12-26T03:52:53Z

Alacruxe:

Yesui Tumet

2016-06-26T00:05:23Z

Alacruxe:

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| stat_2_value = 16th Sun of the First Astral Moon
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#dec4f0;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''Character'''</div>==
===General===

:'''Monker/Nicknames''':
:<font style="color:#dec4f0;" size="3">₪</font> '''Title/nickname/Monker''': Yesui Tumet

:'''Resedence''':
:: Currently remains nomadic, spending very little time in one location unless reason calls for her to remain.

===Appearance===
:{| class="wikitable"
|colspan="2" align="center" style="background: #e3d1f6;"|'''Body'''
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| '''Height''' || 4 Fulm, 9 Ilm
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| '''Weight''' || Around 90 ponze
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| '''Build''' || Small, but fit
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| '''Skin Tone''' || A lighter skin tone with dark blue scales a large percentage of her body.
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| '''Tail''' || A long, thin tail with spiked scales acting as a defense mechanism at the base and tip.
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| '''Notable Features:''' ||
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| '''Scars''' || Currently no visible scars on either skin nor scale.
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|colspan="2" align="center" style="background: #d9c6ee;"|'''Head / Facial Features'''
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| '''Hair''' || Long, red hair, typically giving an appearance of being slightly messy.
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| '''Eyes''' || Sky blue eyes with matching lumbrals.
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| '''Notable Features:''' || Apart from the dark blue scales normal for Xaela women, Yesui's horns are large and sharp, curving forward past the front of her face.
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| '''Scars''' || Currently no scars on skin or scale.
|}

===Personality===

Yesui is certainly not a loud person, her small appearance fitting of her quiet personality. Due to growing up and living a nomadic lifestyle, she never became familiar with others and fell into shyness that still remains. Despite this, however, Yesui appears happy and almost carefree and appears to be at her happiest when helping others.

==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #d6d7ff;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''Abilities and Skills'''</div>==
===General===
:<font style="color:#d6d7ff;" size="3">₪</font> '''Alchemy''': Yesui has a very particular knowledge of alchemy. Having never taken proper classes, or any tutoring, her potions are far from perfection and have the tendency to not work.

===Weapons===
:<font style="color:#d6d7ff;" size="3">₪</font> '''Dagger''': Yesui stumbled upon a Doman clan during her travels in Othard, who welcomed her to stay with them for a time. During her visit she learned many things from them, including the use of daggers for self defence.

===Magic===
:<font style="color:#d6d7ff;" size="3">₪</font> '''Conjury''': Several months after arriving in Eorzea, Yesui found the conjury guild in Gridania. There she learned the fundamentals of conjury, her focus more on mending rather than a way to fight.

==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #d6f8ff;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''Tendencies'''<div>==
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: <font style="color:#c3efe6;" size="3">₪</font> Forested/Snowy regions as they remind her of home.
: <font style="color:#c3efe6;" size="3">₪</font> Wildlife, either animal or plant.
: <font style="color:#c3efe6;" size="3">₪</font> Any sort of tea.
: <font style="color:#c3efe6;" size="3">₪</font> Story telling.

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: <font style="color:#f7f6d6;" size="3">₪</font> Loud/Large groups of people.
: <font style="color:#f7f6d6;" size="3">₪</font> Deserts/Sand
: <font style="color:#f7f6d6;" size="3">₪</font> Chocobo, though she is passive towards calmer ones.
: <font style="color:#f7f6d6;" size="3">₪</font> Ignorance of any sort.

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: <font style="color:#f7e1fc;" size="3">₪</font> Alignment: Neutral
: <font style="color:#f7e1fc;" size="3">₪</font> Vice(s):
: <font style="color:#f7e1fc;" size="3">₪</font> Favorite Food:
: <font style="color:#f7e1fc;" size="3">₪</font> Favorite Drink:
: <font style="color:#f7e1fc;" size="3">₪</font> Favorite Color: Blue

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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #d6ffdd;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''Relationships'''</div>==
===Family===
:: '''Khaishan Tumet''' (Grandfather, deceased) (Au Ra, Xaela)
:::

===Friends===
:: '''[[Example Name]]''' (Relationship, Deseaced) (Race, Clan)
::: Description of Kinship

===Neutral/Wary===
:: '''[[Example Name]]''' (Relationship, Deseaced) (Race, Clan)
::: Description of Kinship

==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #f8ffd6;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''Rumors'''</div>==
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: <font style="color:#eeeca4;" size="3">₪</font> "I know a woman goin' by that description, aye. Heard from me mates she some sort o' witch from a foreign land. Though I ain't the sort who believe in that nonsense." - Lominsan citizen
: <font style="color:#eeeca4;" size="3">₪</font> "Yesui Tumet? Yes, I know her. She was a student here at the guild for some time, though I never got the chance to meet her. I hear she does her conjury a little different, must be a Othard thing." - Student of the Conjury Guild
: <font style="color:#eeeca4;" size="3">₪</font> "Yes, I met her on several occasions. Last we met she gave me a cleaned skull of an elk with an odd language engrave on the inside. A gift, I assume, but I don't know what it means.. " - Random Adventurer
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: <font style="color:#f0c7a6;" size="3">₪</font> "Yesui, I saw her talking with a group not too long ago. She looked flustered, though. Almost as if she was scared of the people." - Ul'dahn shopkeeper
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: <font style="color:#f2c1c1;" size="3">₪</font> "She is one of them.. Aye Row was it? Au Ra? Yes, I remember her. Had me read a tome aloud for her. I suppose she never learned how to read before coming to Eorzea, the poor thing." - Tailfeather hunter
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::: Yesui was born without a name and raised in Othard in the nomadic Au Ra Xaela tribe, Tumet. Her mother was a hunter and gatherer while her father remained a guard. Due to this she spent most of her childhood with her grandfather, an unofficial loremaster of the tribe, who grew to become somewhat of an idol for Yesui. Rather than going out and playing with her four brothers and the other children of the tribe, Yesui spent a lot of her time listening to her grandfather tell ancient stories and fables of their tribe, as well as the other tribes they came into contact with. It was through these stories that she eventually learned of a magic that could borrow the powers of nature to help others, and even nature itself. She was teased for showing so much interest in these things, constantly being told that if she doesn't focus on learning something useful such as hunting, she'll never make it through her namesday right of passage.

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::: Eventually her right of passage came and she was, as tradition goes, tied to a sacred tree while her tribe packed up and moved on. Many said their farewell as if the tree would become her grave, but her parents and grandfather encouraged her to do her best. The encouragement from her family was appreciated as she was terrified of her trial, doubting herself more than the others.

::: It took her a day to break free from the bonds that held her to the tree, but before she left and began to track down her tribe, she made sure to give a small prayer to the tree, remembering the stories her grandfather told about how everything in nature is alive. Despite the fatigue and need for sleep, however, she knew she needed to cover some ground if she was going to catch her tribe before she lost their trail.

::: Yesui managed several hours before becoming exhausted, taking time to eat the berries, set up a small game trap, and climbed into a tree where she would sleep for the remainder of the night. In the morning she would check the trap and kill, clean, and cook what she caught. She kept to this pattern, thinking back to her grandfather's stories about nature whenever she began to grow scared of the surrounding area. When eventually she got up to the tribe, her parents threw together a large dinner in celebration, giving to their daughter the name "Yesui". Many were surprised to see her arrive, but welcomed her back as an official member of the Tumet nevertheless.

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User:Sybil Regabi

2016-06-25T23:10:34Z

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Sybil is a Twevlveswood-born archer and huntress currently serving in Maelstrom Command as a Lieutenant. Her childhood was spent within the Black Shroud, and much of her youthful activities revolved heavily around her and her mother's involvement in the Gridanian Archer's Guild. After an incident, she and her father relocated to La Noscea, where Sybil came to love the sea and eventually decided to join Maelstrom. While both Twelveswood and La Noscea hold a dear place in her heart, she still refers to the Black Shroud as home, and visits frequently.

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Igor Angura

2016-06-24T20:24:24Z

Alacruxe: HELLO REVAMP.

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| name = Idughadai "Igor" Angura
| image = Igorface.png
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Au Ra
| clan = Xaela
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Igor is an Othardian Xaela currently living in Ul'dah and working as a self-employed blacksmith. Estimated to be somewhere in his thirties, Igor has been living in Eorzea since his pre-teen years, making him perhaps more knowledgeable of the land's ways than some of his other Auri brethren. Despite this, he maintains a fairly traditional worldview and largely keeps to himself, preferring to live a simple, humble life as the master of his forge.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Mostly illiterate
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Exceptionally tall and muscular
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: Being of the Angura clan, Igor is characteristically ruddy-skinned, his hair bearing much the same color, save for the occasional sun-bleached flecks here and there. His horns are black, as those of any Xaela, and quite long, extending back from his head at a slight curve and flanking his high-set ponytail. His face is handsome, albeit severe, and sports very thick scaling. Most striking, perhaps, are his eyes, their sclera forebodingly dark and both irises glowing bright gold. He is tall even for one of his kind, and very well-muscled on every part of his body, save for his long, narrow tail, which is barbed at the end.

: On the surface, he is certainly intimidating, with his imposing figure and deep, rumbling baritone voice. His reputation as the creator of highly lethal blades also earns him a certain gravitas. Unfortunately, the way he tends to habitually glare down at strangers, particularly men, does little to soften this image of his. Only those who are closest to him happen to know of the quiet, thoughtful soul beneath this harsh exterior.

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====<div style="padding:0px 20px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">1540 - 1560</div>====

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>=====

:: Born some time between 1540 and 1550, Idughadai began life in the harsh environs of northeastern Othard where the Angura tribe made its home. Because of the rather severe nature of the territory, the Angura didn't come into contact with many of the other Xaela tribes very often, save for periods of famine that forced them further south and west. Around the age of five, Idughadai made contact with a rivaling clan for the first time, and became enthralled by the scent of blood and the thrill of war. Being as young as he was, he was not yet able to properly participate in battle, but even this tiny glimpse into the glory of war pushed Idughadai to learn to fight as soon as he was able.

:: At the age of eight, he fashioned his first axe, a mediocre little wedge that could do little more than splinter chunks of ice. While it wasn't much, it at least gave him the opportunity to practice his swing--and besides, his people were ever in need of ice they could melt into water. By ten, he'd made a superior weapon, something better suited to battle. As fortune had it, even, he was able to test the thing when a foolish band of Khatayin ventured far enough into Angura territory to spark a feud. Idughadai was nearly slain in the skirmish, but a quick swing of his axe cleaved the coward's head from his shoulders before he could bury his sword in the young one's chest.

:: Unfortunately, the tribe did suffer heavy losses before it managed to overcome the invading force, and this left it highly vulnerable in the coming months. Idughadai ever honed his axes, even kept his nails long and as sharp as claws, extra weapons to keep him safe in case another band arrived to ambush his people. Oddly, however, they saw very little conflict.

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Early Teens</div>=====

:: Considering the lucky positioning of Angura territory in a region of the Steppe with low population density and even fewer resources, the Garlean occupation had practically been a non-event for the tribe for many, many years. As more and more tribal Xaela began to join the Garlean forces, however, this began to change. Every now and again, scouts would report ominous whirring in the distance, or stacks of smoke too tall and black to belong to a camp fire. Worried rumors started to spread.

:: While the majority of the tribe remained determined to stake out their land and defend from any potential invasion, a number of individuals, Idughadai and his mother included, no longer felt safe. One man declared himself the khan of this splitting faction and led the group southwest in hope of fleeing Othard for refuge.

:: By the time they reached the western shore, the fragmented tribe had suffered heavy losses. While some individuals from other tribes had joined in the exodus, ambushes by others had cut deeply into their number. Sickness and the festering of wounds further diminished its size. In the end, numbering only about thirty, the group managed to commandeer a sentry vessel from the Castrum near Doma, and they stowed away across the sea toward Vylbrand.

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:: Even more losses were suffered at sea, with sickness and famine taking their toll. Idughadai was not the only child to lose his mother, and many unfortunate parents lost their children. Even the self-proclaimed leader ended up dying from the effects of malnutrition. This left an already splintered faction even weaker than before. By the time the ship reached shore, less than ten survivors remained, and Idughadai was the sole remaining representative of the Angura tribe.

:: Disheartened by the loss of his family and companions, Idughadai nonetheless pressed on. He donned his mother's cloak, took his axe in hand, and joined his fellow refugees as they slowly made their way toward civilization. The group eventually came to Limsa Lominsa, where its members found work as privateer crewmen, crafters, and cooks. Not willing to pledge his allegiance to anyone, however, Idughadai opted to live on the streets and tackle odd jobs for pay. He discovered the life of the adventurer this way, and found that guildleves offered enough income that he could live independently and travel as he pleased.

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=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">From La Noscea to Thanalan</div>=====

:: In the hope of distancing himself from the pirates of Limsa Lominsa and gaining a sense of self in this strange new world, Idughadai made use of the money he'd saved and paid for passage to Aldenard. Arriving in Thanalan, he immediately charted a course for Ul'dah, praying that its promise of wealth and comfort was true.

:: On his way toward the city, he was met with a band of Ala Mhigan refugees. Curious, and sensing a kind of kinship with these fellow misfits, Idughadai opted to travel with them. Finding his name very difficult to pronounce, the Ala Mhigans took to calling him "Igor," a shortening of his full name ('''I'''dughadai An'''gur'''a) and replacement with a far more familiar one. Igor adopted the moniker happily; after all, he was no longer the man he used to be, completely separated from his tribe and his homeland. He found it only appropriate that he take on a new identity.

:: The group separated once it reached Ul'dah, but not before forging a distinct bond with Igor and teaching him more of the Eorzean tongue. Many of the Ala Mhigans hoped to find purpose as gladiators. Igor considered following, but in the end declined, wanting to avoid what he perceived as indentured servitude to the city-state. Instead, he sought out other avenues, promising his friends that he would help to support them with whatever profession he found.

:: As it happened, a local blacksmith by the name of Silent Snowfall was looking for an apprentice. The old Hellsguard was getting on in his age, and deeply feared that he would find no successor before his death. Igor, who had already had some basic experience with weaponcraft, eagerly rose to the occasion and requested apprenticeship. While Silent Snowfall first balked at the idea of taking on an apprentice that would not even reveal his face, Igor promised to pay his way while he learned, and it was enough to convince the aging smith to take him in.

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">The Seventh Umbral Calamity</div>=====

:: Some years later, Igor had become a skillful smith in his own right, forging swords and armor for his Ala Mhigan friends to use in battle. Impressed by Igor's talent and the gladiators' subsequent success, Silent Snowfall officially passed the forge to Igor, allowing him to continue his master's work while his master retired.

:: The timing couldn't have been more morbidly perfect. As Dalamud fell and fireballs flew through the sky, Igor took shelter, while his master did not. Silent Snowfall was killed in the incident, and Igor lost many other friends, too. For the first time in many years, he felt truly alone, stranded in a ruined city with no idea what he could do to move forward.

=====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Life After Ruin</div>=====

:: Fortunately, given the nature of his profession, Igor was at least able to find plenty of work in the Calamity's wake. Many of the boards and bolts that went into rebuilding the city were ones of his own make. Even despite all that happened, Igor was determined to put his best effort into mending things. After all, Ul'dah was the only home he had left.

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: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Best damn sword I've ever swung! Cost me a bundle, but well worth the price." -- ''Ala Mhigan Gladiator''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Has one of those scaly freaks really been livin' here all this time? Thal's balls, you think you know a town..." -- ''Irritable Plainsfolk''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Such a handsome one! Shame he's already spoken for." -- ''Street Dancer''

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: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Igor? Never 'eard of 'im. Sounds a mite like a bloke I used ter know, though." -- ''Auri Privateer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Ain't never seen no one swing an axe like that afore. Chap's a bloody madman." -- ''Anxious Adventurer''

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: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Signin' a contract with that man's like signin' a contract with a swivin' voidsent. Might as I should kiss all me savin's goodbye." -- ''Brass Blade''

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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Sash'a Angura]] : Spouse, by way of Ceremony of Eternal Bonding, in the tradition of many adventurers before. Igor adores Sasha more than anything in the world and would gladly die for him.

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: Igor's name and appearance were admittedly inspired by [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pk1rF143aEA this video]. I wish I were joking.<br>
: '''Theme Song''': [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jf3WF6Vqb1A The Alpha Conspiracy - Winter]<br>

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Alacruxe:

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2016-06-24T20:19:45Z

Alacruxe:

Igor Angura

2016-05-02T08:03:48Z

Alacruxe:

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=Basics=
*Name: Idughadai Angura
*Nickname: Igor
*Age: Estimated somewhere in his 30s.
*Gender: Male
*Height: 7 fulms, 2 ilms
*Weight:
*Romantic Status: Wedded, by Ceremony of Eternal Bonding, to Sash'a Angura (née Nassau)
*Place of Birth: Othard
*Current Residence: Ul'dah
*Skills: Smithing, being elliptical.

=Appearance=
Being of the Angura clan, Igor is characteristically ruddy-skinned, his hair bearing much the same color, save for the occasional sun-bleached flecks here and there. His horns are black, as those of any Xaela, and quite long, extending back from his head at a slight curve and flanking his high-set ponytail. His face is handsome, albeit severe, and sports very thick scaling. Most striking, perhaps, are his eyes, their sclera forebodingly dark and both irises glowing bright gold. He is tall even for one of his kind, and very well-muscled on every part of his body, save for his long, narrow tail, which is barbed at the end.

=History=
Born some time between 1540 and 1550, Idughadai began life in the harsh environs of northeastern Othard, where the Angura clan made its home. Because of the rather severe nature of the territory, the Angura didn't come into contact with many of the other Xaela tribes very often, save for periods of famine that forced them further south and west. Around the age of five, Idughadai made contact with a rivaling clan for the first time, and became enthralled by the scent of blood and the thrill of war. Being as young as he was, he was not yet able to properly participate in battle, but even this tiny glimpse into the glory of war pushed Idughadai to learn to fight as soon as he was able.

At the age of eight, he fashioned his first axe, a mediocre little wedge that could do little more than splinter chunks of ice. While it wasn't much, it at least gave him the opportunity to practice his swing--and besides, his people were ever in need of ice they could melt into water. By ten, he'd made a superior weapon, something better suited to battle. As fortune had it, even, he was able to test the thing when a foolish band of Khatayin ventured far enough into Angura territory to spark a feud. Idughadai was nearly slain in the skirmish, but a quick swing of his axe cleaved the coward's head from his shoulders before he could bury his sword in the young one's chest.

Unfortunately, the tribe did suffer heavy losses before it managed to overcome the invading force, and this left it highly vulnerable in the coming months. Idughadai ever honed his axes, even kept his nails long and as sharp as claws, extra weapons to keep him safe in case another band arrived to ambush his people. Oddly, however, they saw very little conflict; in fact, according to some Angura scouts and salvagers, there were much greater concerns at hand. Apparently, an even greater struggle was on the horizon, with foreign invaders, equipped with weapons that could easily destroy entire islands, readying to forcefully subjugate Angura territory. They had already lain claim to much of the rest of Othard, according to word on the wind, and the Angura lands were next to be taken.

While these claims were only rumors, they struck enough fear into the tribe to create something of a schism among their number. When he was merely twelve, Idughadai, alongside his mother and some other younger folk from his tribe, fled the mountains for the sake of his own self-preservation.

Bartering away many of their important belongings for information and safety, they traveled as stowaways, recruiting the occasional fearful face from another tribe to join them. Indeed, the rumor of impending invasion had spread far, and many were growing quite frightened. By the time they neared the western shoreline, they numbered about thirty. By way of force, they managed to commandeer a Doman ship and took it out to sea, not truly sure where to go, but praying they would arrive safely someplace better.

The sea took the ship to Vylbrand, but its occupants suffered heavily in their journey. Disease and famine had taken their toll; Idughadai's mother had succumbed, as had many of the young ones. Their days ashore did not treat them much better; pirates were ever a threat, as were the Sahagin, and the refugees had very little with which to defend themselves. In the end, they ended up scattering between settlements, each one donning a guise to conceal themselves among the native Hyuran and Roegadyn populations.

Young Idughadai, shrouding himself in his mother's cloak, headed for Limsa Lominsa in the hope of integrating himself into civilization. Instead, he was forced to lay low, living in alleys and subsisting on scraps. Through his hardship, however, Idughadai was at least able to pick up on portions of the common Eorzean language, and he managed to perfect his axe well enough to be able to hunt for food of his own in the outskirts of town.

Raising money was tough, but Idughadai managed, eventually, to gather enough coin to pay for passage to the mainland, and he arrived in Aldenard with the hope of finding an easier life. The deserts of Thanalan, however, proved far less merciful than the plains of La Noscea, and Idughadai was forced to fall in with groups of traveling merchants or craven cutpurses just to survive as he made his way to Ul'dah. Somehow he muscled through the ordeal, and Ul'dah's gates were finally open to him, extending to Idughadai a promise of wealth.

Many, many years passed. Conflicts came and went, Calamity struck, and through it all, Idughadai learned. He served as apprentice to a Hellsguard blacksmith, gained a new moniker ("Igor," a shortening of the far more complex "'''I'''dughadai An'''gur'''a," which his peers deemed a little too hard to pronounce, apparently), learned to speak the Eorzean language and to read and write a few words...and, finally, to open a smithy of his own.

Igor has made something of a name for himself with his forge, gaining lasting clients in the Brass Blades and Immortal Flames and even seeing customers from as far away as Coerthas. With the Doman refugees' arrival in Eorzea and the Au Ra becoming more commonplace, Igor has been able to cast off his cloak and bear his lineage proudly. Best of all, though, he's met someone who may very well have changed his life forever...

=Personality=
Igor is notoriously quiet and as cold as his steel. Beneath this hard exterior, however, is a gentle, passive soul that exists to serve. As the Eorzean language is not his first, he is always very thoughtful about his words and chooses them carefully. Even in battle, he is straight to the point while not being overly aggressive, always reading his opponents thoroughly before striking efficiently.

=Personal Quotes=

=Relationships=

==Free Company==

==Other Relations==

=Trivia=
*Seeing as how his arrival in Aldenard predates that of many Doman refugees, he's a little more familiar with the place than some other Au Ra might be. He's practically fluent in the common spoken tongue, but he still occasionally slips up grammatically.
*While not ''entirely'' illiterate, Igor is a very slow reader and cannot write Eorzean letters very easily. He cannot read his native language, despite speaking it fluently.
*He hates boats. ''Despises'' boats. Try to get him on one, and expect to be met with a ''lot'' of resistance.
*His instinct upon seeing most other Xaela, especially males, is to act with hostility. He's still sort of working on this. Old habits, however, die hard.
*He very much dislikes the heat, which is ironic, considering his chosen city-state of residence.
*On his person, at all times, Igor carries an ancestral pipe carved from a boar's tusk. This is a memento of his mother. Igor doesn't smoke it especially often, though he does quite fancy relaxing herbs, especially ones that remind him of home.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*

==Images==

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</gallery>

User:Alacruxe

2016-05-02T07:57:54Z

Alacruxe:

Igor Angura

2015-10-26T05:01:25Z

Alacruxe: /* History */

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=Basics=
*Name: Idughadai Angura
*Nickname: Igor
*Age: Estimated somewhere in his 30s.
*Gender: Male
*Height:
*Weight:
*Romantic Status: Seeing somebody.
*Place of Birth: Othard
*Current Residence: Ul'dah
*Skills: Smithing, being elliptical.

=Appearance=
Being of the Angura clan, Igor is characteristically ruddy-skinned, his hair bearing much the same color, save for the occasional sun-bleached flecks here and there. His horns are black, as those of any Xaela, and quite long, extending back from his head at a slight curve and flanking his high-set ponytail. His face is handsome, albeit severe, and sports very thick scaling. Most striking, perhaps, are his eyes, their sclera forebodingly dark and both irises glowing bright gold. He is tall even for one of his kind, and very well-muscled on every part of his body, save for his long, narrow tail, which is barbed at the end.

=History=
Born some time between 1540 and 1550, Idughadai began life in the harsh environs of northeastern Othard, where the Angura clan made its home. Because of the rather severe nature of the territory, the Angura didn't come into contact with many of the other Xaela tribes very often, save for periods of famine that forced them further south and west. Around the age of five, Idughadai made contact with a rivaling clan for the first time, and became enthralled by the scent of blood and the thrill of war. Being as young as he was, he was not yet able to properly participate in battle, but even this tiny glimpse into the glory of war pushed Idughadai to learn to fight as soon as he was able.

At the age of eight, he fashioned his first axe, a mediocre little wedge that could do little more than splinter chunks of ice. While it wasn't much, it at least gave him the opportunity to practice his swing--and besides, his people were ever in need of ice they could melt into water. By ten, he'd made a superior weapon, something better suited to battle. As fortune had it, even, he was able to test the thing when a foolish band of Khatayin ventured far enough into Angura territory to spark a feud. Idughadai was nearly slain in the skirmish, but a quick swing of his axe cleaved the coward's head from his shoulders before he could bury his sword in the young one's chest.

Unfortunately, the tribe did suffer heavy losses before it managed to overcome the invading force, and this left it highly vulnerable in the coming months. Idughadai ever honed his axes, even kept his nails long and as sharp as claws, extra weapons to keep him safe in case another band arrived to ambush his people. Oddly, however, they saw very little conflict; in fact, according to some Angura scouts and salvagers, there were much greater concerns at hand. Apparently, an even greater struggle was on the horizon, with foreign invaders, equipped with weapons that could easily destroy entire islands, readying to forcefully subjugate Angura territory. They had already lain claim to much of the rest of Othard, according to word on the wind, and the Angura lands were next to be taken.

While these claims were only rumors, they struck enough fear into the tribe to create something of a schism among their number. When he was merely twelve, Idughadai, alongside his mother and some other younger folk from his tribe, fled the mountains for the sake of his own self-preservation.

Bartering away many of their important belongings for information and safety, they traveled as stowaways, recruiting the occasional fearful face from another tribe to join them. Indeed, the rumor of impending invasion had spread far, and many were growing quite frightened. By the time they neared the western shoreline, they numbered about thirty. By way of force, they managed to commandeer a Doman ship and took it out to sea, not truly sure where to go, but praying they would arrive safely someplace better.

The sea took the ship to Vylbrand, but its occupants suffered heavily in their journey. Disease and famine had taken their toll; Idughadai's mother had succumbed, as had many of the young ones. Their days ashore did not treat them much better; pirates were ever a threat, as were the Sahagin, and the refugees had very little with which to defend themselves. In the end, they ended up scattering between settlements, each one donning a guise to conceal themselves among the native Hyuran and Roegadyn populations.

Young Idughadai, shrouding himself in his mother's cloak, headed for Limsa Lominsa in the hope of integrating himself into civilization. Instead, he was forced to lay low, living in alleys and subsisting on scraps. Through his hardship, however, Idughadai was at least able to pick up on portions of the common Eorzean language, and he managed to perfect his axe well enough to be able to hunt for food of his own in the outskirts of town.

Raising money was tough, but Idughadai managed, eventually, to gather enough coin to pay for passage to the mainland, and he arrived in Aldenard with the hope of finding an easier life. The deserts of Thanalan, however, proved far less merciful than the plains of La Noscea, and Idughadai was forced to fall in with groups of traveling merchants or craven cutpurses just to survive as he made his way to Ul'dah. Somehow he muscled through the ordeal, and Ul'dah's gates were finally open to him, extending to Idughadai a promise of wealth.

Many, many years passed. Conflicts came and went, Calamity struck, and through it all, Idughadai learned. He served as apprentice to a Hellsguard blacksmith, gained a new moniker ("Igor," a shortening of the far more complex "'''I'''dughadai An'''gur'''a," which his peers deemed a little too hard to pronounce, apparently), learned to speak the Eorzean language and to read and write a few words...and, finally, to open a smithy of his own.

Igor has made something of a name for himself with his forge, gaining lasting clients in the Brass Blades and Immortal Flames and even seeing customers from as far away as Coerthas. With the Doman refugees' arrival in Eorzea and the Au Ra becoming more commonplace, Igor has been able to cast off his cloak and bear his lineage proudly. Best of all, though, he's met someone who may very well have changed his life forever...

=Personality=
Igor is notoriously quiet and as cold as his steel. Beneath this hard exterior, however, is a gentle, passive soul that exists to serve. As the Eorzean language is not his first, he is always very thoughtful about his words and chooses them carefully. Even in battle, he is straight to the point while not being overly aggressive, always reading his opponents thoroughly before striking efficiently.

=Personal Quotes=

=Relationships=

==Free Company==

==Other Relations==

=Trivia=
*Seeing as how his arrival in Aldenard predates that of many Doman refugees, he's a little more familiar with the place than some other Au Ra might be. He's practically fluent in the common spoken tongue, but he still occasionally slips up grammatically.
*While not ''entirely'' illiterate, Igor is a very slow reader and cannot write Eorzean letters very easily. He cannot read his native language, despite speaking it fluently.
*He hates boats. ''Despises'' boats. Try to get him on one, and expect to be met with a ''lot'' of resistance.
*His instinct upon seeing most other Xaela, especially males, is to act with hostility. He's still sort of working on this. Old habits, however, die hard.
*He very much dislikes the heat, which is ironic, considering his chosen city-state of residence.
*On his person, at all times, Igor carries an ancestral pipe carved from a boar's tusk. This is a memento of his mother. Igor doesn't smoke it especially often, though he does quite fancy relaxing herbs, especially ones that remind him of home.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*

==Images==

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</gallery>

Alan Qestir

2015-10-22T03:34:11Z

Alacruxe:

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=Basics=
*Name: Alan Qestir
*Age: Mid to late 20s, by any estimation.
*Gender: Female
*Height:
*Weight:
*Romantic Status:
*Place of Birth: Othard
*Current Residence: Favoring Gridania, currently.
*Skills: Playing [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morin_khuur morin khuur] and [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erhu erhu], having remarkably good balance, and being an overall charmer.

=Appearance=
Alan is tall for a female Au Ra and has a fairly mature, earnest face. Her skin is the color of coal with a faint blue tinge, very similar in hue to that of her scales, though standing out in sharp contrast to the light peach color of her hair, which is cut into a short bob with straight bangs. Her eyes are somewhat peculiar in that their color is not disparate between iris and limbal ring, but between the very center of the iris and the rest of the outer portion. While her eyes are predominantly blue, there is a ring of amber about the center of each pupil.

=History=
While not much is known about Alan's upbringing, it is certain that it was heavily influenced by the Garlean occupation of her homeland. More on that later, when mun stops being lazy.

=Personality=
While generally calm, collected, and fairly demure, Alan is very much a free spirit who loves to travel and to experience new things. She collects experiences and shares them through her music, doing her best to paint an emotional image with the voice of her morin khuur or erhu, which she believes to be the only pure, non-deceptive form of audible language that she can use.

=Personal Quotes=

=Relationships=

==Free Company==

==Other Relations==

=Trivia=
*Being of the Qestir tribe, Alan does not speak, holding to her tribe's ancient tradition of silence. She is generally fairly liberal with this, though, and is not above speaking her name to introduce herself or using meaningful gestures to communicate her ideas.
*Additionally, while the Qestir generally believe all words to be lies and true merit to lie solely in actions, Alan recognizes that not all cultures hold to this belief and is more willing to take people on their word than many of her kind probably would be.
*She adores Eorzea and its customs and has been doing her best to learn them as rapidly as she possibly can. She understands the common spoken tongue very well, though the written word is still very much a mystery to her.
*She is also slowly learning the harp, hoping to soon add it to her repertoire of known instruments.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*

==Images==

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</gallery>

Alan Qestir

2015-09-08T06:05:15Z

Alacruxe: Created page with "{{Infobox-character | name = Alan Qestir | image = Alanqestir.png | imagewidth = | caption = | title = | gender = | citizenship = None | race = Au Ra | clan = Xaela | stat..."

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=Basics=
*Name: Alan Qestir
*Age: Mid to late 20s, by any estimation.
*Gender: Female
*Height:
*Weight:
*Romantic Status:
*Place of Birth: Othard
*Current Residence: Wherever the wind takes her!
*Skills: Playing [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morin_khuur morin khuur] and [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erhu erhu], having remarkably good balance, and being an overall charmer.

=Appearance=
Alan is tall for a female Au Ra and has a fairly mature, earnest face. Her skin is the color of coal with a faint blue tinge, very similar in hue to that of her scales, though standing out in sharp contrast to the light peach color of her hair, which is cut into a short bob with straight bangs. Her eyes are somewhat peculiar in that their color is not disparate between iris and limbal ring, but between the very center of the iris and the rest of the outer portion. While her eyes are predominantly blue, there is a ring of amber about the center of each pupil.

=History=
While not much is known about Alan's upbringing, it is certain that it was heavily influenced by the Garlean occupation of her homeland. More on that later, when mun stops being lazy.

=Personality=
While generally calm, collected, and fairly demure, Alan is very much a free spirit who loves to travel and to experience new things. She collects experiences and shares them through her music, doing her best to paint an emotional image with the voice of her morin khuur or erhu, which she believes to be the only pure, non-deceptive form of audible language that she can use.

=Personal Quotes=

=Relationships=

==Free Company==

==Other Relations==

=Trivia=
*Being of the Qestir tribe, Alan does not speak, holding to her tribe's ancient tradition of silence. She is generally fairly liberal with this, though, and is not above speaking her name to introduce herself or using meaningful gestures to communicate her ideas.
*Additionally, while the Qestir generally believe all words to be lies and true merit to lie solely in actions, Alan recognizes that not all cultures hold to this belief and is more willing to take people on their word than many of her kind probably would be.
*She adores Eorzea and its customs and has been doing her best to learn them as rapidly as she possibly can. She understands the common spoken tongue very well, though the written word is still very much a mystery to her.
*She is also slowly learning the harp, hoping to soon add it to her repertoire of known instruments.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*

==Images==

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User:Alacruxe

2015-08-30T02:46:26Z

Alacruxe:

Lolohala Memehala

2015-08-10T22:30:58Z

Alacruxe: FAMIRY STOOFS

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| image = Lolohala.png
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| race = Lalafell
| clan = Dunesfolk
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| stat_2_value = 9th Sun of the 3rd Umbral Moon
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=Basics=
*Name: Lolohala Memehala (LOH-loh-hah-lah MEH-meh-hah-lah)
*Age: 26
*Gender: Male
*Height: 3 fulms
*Weight: 42 ponz
*Romantic Status: Single
*Place of Birth: Ul'dah
*Current Residence: Ul'dah
*Skills: Thaumaturgy, Map-making, Cooking, Smiling.

=Appearance=
Lolohala is a tan Dunesfolk of middling height with no overly striking features. Of note are his rather short ears and the cataract in his right eye, causing it to be a much lighter green than his left. His hair is a deep crimson that ranges to light flame-red at the tips, and it is pulled into a small ponytail at the back. His bangs are long and cover the small peridot gemstone set at the center of his forehead. There is a consistent pinkish blush to his cheeks, almost as though burned-in.

=History=
Pending

=Personality=
While generally very mature in his behavior and outlook, Lolohala is prone to excitement when things go especially well for him. Cheering, clapping, and eagerly jumping about are not uncommon expressions of joy for this man. He has a habit as well of inventing words for things, which thoroughly confounds those unfamiliar with him and his tendencies.

=Personal Quotes=

=Relationships=

==Family (NPCs unless otherwise noted)==
*Lolopapa Memepapa - Paternal Grandfather! As well as the patriarch of the family. Everybody looks up to "Ol' Papa" as the family's storyteller. Why, there was this one time when he was out pickin' him some berries in the Shroud, when all'a sudden...
*Lolodada Memedada - Lolohala's father, also a thaumaturge...or a retired one, anyway. These days he mostly just cooks and sleeps.
*Epepi Epi - Lolohala's mother, the daughter of a wealthy merchant and a migrant farmer. They say Lolohala has his mother's face, and his father's knack for magic. Also his mother's utter failure at aiming, unfortunately.
*Pepepi Pepi - Lolohala's older sister, and one of two twins. Ran off to Gridania to practice Conjury. They say she's made quite a name for herself these days as a professional adventurer-wrangler.
*Dododi Dodi - Pepepi's identical twin. While Pepepi found her calling in Conjury, Dododi found hers in Arcanima. Mostly she keeps to herself, though she does send letters now and then regaling the family of her many exciting adventures.
*Bebenola Pepenola - Lolohala's younger brother and the second-youngest of their family. Spends most of his time at home taking care of the parents.
*Totoruki Memeruki - The "baby" of the family, though he's technically an adult. He actually owns a small diner near Sapphire Avenue and it's become mildly successful, courtesy many delicious family recipes.

==Free Company==

==Other Relations==
*[[C'sanhsa Tia]] - They met in Ul'dah one day, though Lolohala doesn't remember the encounter overly well.
*[[Naoh'ra Ohndai]] - A somewhat flighty apprentice thaumaturge with weird customs and the ability to read ridiculously fast, apparently! Lolohala is not quite sure what to think of him yet.

=Trivia=
*Because of his cataract, his depth perception frequently fails him, which leads to the occasional misfired spell or two.
*His voice is particularly high in pitch for his age. This, partnered with his long hair and somewhat-effeminate features, has strangers sometimes mistaking him for female.
*He owns a red female chocobo named Viviki Viki. From whence he drew this name is currently unknown.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*"He grabbed my tail once and then said he could turn me into a toasted miq'abob, were he so inclined. I like him!" -[[C'sanhsa Tia]]

==Images==

<gallery>
Lolobab.png|Relaxing at his favorite spot in the Quicksand: perched atop the railing.
Justsitting.png|Yet another of his preferred perches in Ul'dah, as well as one of his favorite outfits to wear when traveling afield.
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Igor Angura

2015-08-07T09:01:41Z

Alacruxe:

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| image = Igorangura.png
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| race = Au Ra
| clan = Xaela
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| stat_2 = Nameday
| stat_2_value = 10th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = Byregot, the Builder
| stat_4 = Free Company
| stat_4_value = N/A
| stat_5 = Occupation
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=Basics=
*Name: Idughadai Angura
*Nickname: Igor
*Age: Estimated somewhere in his 30s.
*Gender: Male
*Height:
*Weight:
*Romantic Status: Seeing somebody.
*Place of Birth: Othard
*Current Residence: Ul'dah
*Skills: Smithing, being elliptical.

=Appearance=
Being of the Angura clan, Igor is characteristically ruddy-skinned, his hair bearing much the same color, save for the occasional sun-bleached flecks here and there. His horns are black, as those of any Xaela, and quite long, extending back from his head at a slight curve and flanking his high-set ponytail. His face is handsome, albeit severe, and sports very thick scaling. Most striking, perhaps, are his eyes, their sclera forebodingly dark and both irises glowing bright gold. He is tall even for one of his kind, and very well-muscled on every part of his body, save for his long, narrow tail, which is barbed at the end.

=History=
Born some time between 1540 and 1550, Idughadai began life in the harsh environs of northeastern Othard, where the Angura clan made its home. Because of the rather severe nature of the territory, the Angura didn't come into contact with many of the other Xaela tribes very often, save for periods of famine that forced them further south and west. Around the age of five, Idughadai made contact with a rivaling clan for the first time, and became enthralled by the scent of blood and the thrill of war. Being as young as he was, he was not yet able to properly participate in battle, but even this tiny glimpse into the glory of war pushed Idughadai to learn to fight as soon as he was able.

At the age of eight, he fashioned his first axe, a mediocre little wedge that could do little more than splinter chunks of ice. While it wasn't much, it at least gave him the opportunity to practice his swing--and besides, his people were ever in need of ice they could melt into water. By ten, he'd made a superior weapon, something better suited to battle. As fortune had it, even, he was able to test the thing when a foolish band of Khatayin ventured far enough into Angura territory to spark a feud. Idughadai was nearly slain in the skirmish, but a quick swing of his axe cleaved the coward's head from his shoulders before he could bury his sword in the young one's chest.

Unfortunately, the tribe did suffer heavy losses before it managed to overcome the invading force, and this left it highly vulnerable in the coming months. Idughadai ever honed his axes, even kept his nails long and as sharp as claws, extra weapons to keep him safe in case another band arrived to ambush his people. Oddly, however, they saw very little conflict; in fact, according to some Angura scouts and salvagers, there were much greater concerns at hand; apparently, an even greater struggle was on the horizon, with foreign invaders, equipped with weapons that could easily destroy entire islands, readying to forcefully subjugate all of Othard.

While these claims were only rumors, they struck enough fear into the tribe to create something of a schism among their number. When he was merely twelve, Idughadai, alongside his mother and some other younger folk from his tribe, fled the mountains for the sake of his own self-preservation.

Bartering away many of their important belongings for information and safety, they traveled as stowaways, recruiting the occasional fearful face from another tribe to join them. Indeed, the rumor of impending invasion had spread far, and many were growing quite frightened. By the time they neared the western shoreline, they numbered about thirty. By way of force, they managed to commandeer a Doman ship and took it out to sea, not truly sure where to go, but praying they would arrive safely someplace better.

The sea took the ship to Vylbrand, but its occupants suffered heavily in their journey. Disease and famine had taken their toll; Idughadai's mother had succumbed, as had many of the young ones. Their days ashore did not treat them much better; pirates were ever a threat, as were the Sahagin, and the refugees had very little with which to defend themselves. In the end, they ended up scattering between settlements, each one donning a guise to conceal themselves among the native Hyuran and Roegadyn populations.

Young Idughadai, shrouding himself in his mother's cloak, headed for Limsa Lominsa in the hope of integrating himself into civilization. Instead, he was forced to lay low, living in alleys and subsisting on scraps. Through his hardship, however, Idughadai was at least able to pick up on portions of the common Eorzean language, and he managed to perfect his axe well enough to be able to hunt for food of his own in the outskirts of town.

Raising money was tough, but Idughadai managed, eventually, to gather enough coin to pay for passage to the mainland, and he arrived in Aldenard with the hope of finding an easier life. The deserts of Thanalan, however, proved far less merciful than the plains of La Noscea, and Idughadai was forced to fall in with groups of traveling merchants or craven cutpurses just to survive as he made his way to Ul'dah. Somehow he muscled through the ordeal, and Ul'dah's gates were finally open to him, extending to Idughadai a promise of wealth.

Many, many years passed. Conflicts came and went, Calamity struck, and through it all, Idughadai learned. He served as apprentice to a Hellsguard blacksmith, gained a new moniker ("Igor," a shortening of the far more complex "'''I'''dughadai An'''gur'''a," which his peers deemed a little too hard to pronounce, apparently), learned to speak the Eorzean language and to read and write a few words...and, finally, to open a smithy of his own.

Igor has made something of a name for himself with his forge, gaining lasting clients in the Brass Blades and Immortal Flames and even seeing customers from as far away as Coerthas. With the Doman refugees' arrival in Eorzea and the Au Ra becoming more commonplace, Igor has been able to cast off his cloak and bear his lineage proudly. Best of all, though, he's met someone who may very well have changed his life forever...

=Personality=
Igor is notoriously quiet and as cold as his steel. Beneath this hard exterior, however, is a gentle, passive soul that exists to serve. As the Eorzean language is not his first, he is always very thoughtful about his words and chooses them carefully. Even in battle, he is straight to the point while not being overly aggressive, always reading his opponents thoroughly before striking efficiently.

=Personal Quotes=

=Relationships=

==Free Company==

==Other Relations==

=Trivia=
*Seeing as how his arrival in Aldenard predates that of many Doman refugees, he's a little more familiar with the place than some other Au Ra might be. He's practically fluent in the common spoken tongue, but he still occasionally slips up grammatically.
*While not ''entirely'' illiterate, Igor is a very slow reader and cannot write Eorzean letters very easily. He cannot read his native language, despite speaking it fluently.
*He hates boats. ''Despises'' boats. Try to get him on one, and expect to be met with a ''lot'' of resistance.
*His instinct upon seeing most other Xaela, especially males, is to act with hostility. He's still sort of working on this. Old habits, however, die hard.
*He very much dislikes the heat, which is ironic, considering his chosen city-state of residence.
*On his person, at all times, Igor carries an ancestral pipe carved from a boar's tusk. This is a memento of his mother. Igor doesn't smoke it especially often, though he does quite fancy relaxing herbs, especially ones that remind him of home.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*

==Images==

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Lolohala Memehala

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Lolohala Memehala

2015-07-31T05:27:20Z

Alacruxe: REBOOT!

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| image = Loloface.png
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| title =
| gender =
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Lalafell
| clan = Dunesfolk
| stat_1 =
| stat_1_value =
| stat_2 = Nameday
| stat_2_value = 9th Sun of the 3rd Umbral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = Oschon, the Wanderer
| stat_4 = Free Company
| stat_4_value = N/A
| stat_5 = Occupation
| stat_5_value = ???
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=Basics=
*Name: Lolohala Memehala (LOH-loh-hah-lah MEH-meh-hah-lah)
*Age: ???
*Gender: Male
*Height: 3 fulms
*Weight: 42 ponz
*Romantic Status: Single
*Place of Birth: ???
*Current Residence: ???
*Skills: Making things explode, being cold and quiet.

=Appearance=
Lolohala looks more like a doll than a living being. His gaze is cold and empty, his face is painted pure white and smooth as porcelain, and he is certainly on the shorter end of tiny. His white hair hangs fairly long and is parted neatly at the middle, its smooth forelocks flanking two rather short ears, the left of which is quite heavily pierced. At the center of his forehead is mounted a single peridot gemstone, inlaid in a silver teardrop. A narrow patch of hair grows just below his bottom lip.

=History=
Pending

=Personality=
True to his appearance, Lolohala is as cold as stone. He is difficult to talk to, given his quiet and elliptical nature, and often he says things that make little sense given the situation. He is not necessarily rude or cruel, however; his personality simply seems to live behind a strange, invisible barrier.

=Personal Quotes=
*"Casting..."

=Relationships=

==Free Company==

==Other Relations==
*

=Trivia=
*His right eye's lighter coloration is the result of a cataract. Because of his cataract, his depth perception frequently fails him, which leads to the occasional misfired spell or two.
*He is exceptionally fond of mammets and other forms of artificial life. Seems to strongly associate himself with them.
*His voice is particularly high in pitch and he typically speaks in monotone.
*He owns a red female chocobo named Viviki Viki. From whence he drew this name is currently unknown.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*

==Images==

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Alacruxe:

User:Alacruxe

2015-07-27T23:07:06Z

Alacruxe:

BUTTERFLY IN THE SKY, I CAN GO TWICE AS HIGH

=ABOUT MY ASS=
*Name: G
*Age: 25
*Gender: ???
*Location: NE, USA (GMT-6)
*Skills: DOING THING

==IGNs==

*[[Lolohala Memehala]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876254/ lodestone])
*[[T'kehe Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876296/ lodestone])
*[[Himawari Bukirusui]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200622/ lodestone])
*[[Igor Angura]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200675/ lodestone])

Igor Angura

2015-07-14T02:01:10Z

Alacruxe:

User:Alacruxe

2015-07-07T01:14:54Z

Alacruxe:

BUTTERFLY IN THE SKY, I CAN GO TWICE AS HIGH

=ABOUT MY ASS=
*Name: G
*Age: 25
*Gender: ???
*Location: NE, USA (GMT-6)
*Skills: DOING THING

==IGNs==

*[[Lolohala Memehala]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876254/ lodestone])
*[[T'kehe Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876296/ lodestone])
*[[Gakhi Kenphal]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876436/ lodestone])
*[[Himawari Bukirusui]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200622/ lodestone])
*[[J'ahni Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9199790/ lodestone])
*[[Igor Angura]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200675/ lodestone])

User:Alacruxe

2015-07-06T22:19:29Z

Alacruxe: /* ABOUT MY ASS */

BUTTERFLY IN THE SKY, I CAN GO TWICE AS HIGH

=ABOUT MY ASS=
*Name: G
*Age: 25
*Gender: ???
*Location: NE, USA (GMT-6)
*Skills: DOING THING

==IGNs==

*[[Lolohala Memehala]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876254/ lodestone])
*[[T'kehe Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876296/ lodestone])
*[[Gakhi Kenphal]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876436/ lodestone])
*[[Marcoix Rouge]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200622/ lodestone])
*[[J'ahni Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9199790/ lodestone])
*[[Igor Angura]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200675/ lodestone])

Igor Angura

2015-07-06T18:52:03Z

Alacruxe: /* Trivia */

Igor Angura

2015-07-06T18:49:49Z

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Alacruxe:

User:Alacruxe

2015-07-06T18:16:30Z

Alacruxe: /* IGNs */

BUTTERFLY IN THE SKY, I CAN GO TWICE AS HIGH

=ABOUT MY ASS=
*Name: G
*Age: 24
*Gender: ???
*Location: NE, USA (GMT-6)
*Skills: DOING THING

==IGNs==

*[[Lolohala Memehala]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876254/ lodestone])
*[[T'kehe Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876296/ lodestone])
*[[Gakhi Kenphal]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876436/ lodestone])
*[[Marcoix Rouge]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200622/ lodestone])
*[[J'ahni Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9199790/ lodestone])
*[[Igor Angura]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200675/ lodestone])

User:Alacruxe

2015-01-05T07:45:26Z

Alacruxe:

BUTTERFLY IN THE SKY, I CAN GO TWICE AS HIGH

=ABOUT MY ASS=
*Name: G
*Age: 24
*Gender: ???
*Location: NE, USA (GMT-6)
*Skills: DOING THING

==IGNs==

*[[Lolohala Memehala]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876254/ lodestone])
*[[T'kehe Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876296/ lodestone])
*[[Gakhi Kenphal]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876436/ lodestone])
*[[Marcoix Rouge]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200622/ lodestone])
*[[J'ahni Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9199790/ lodestone])
*[[Mochichi Mochi]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200675/ lodestone])

Naoh'ra Ohndai

2015-01-04T05:01:49Z

Alacruxe: /* Rumours */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Naoh'ra Ohndai
| image = Ffxiv 01012015 035319.png
| imagewidth = 400
| caption = Naoh'ra Ohndai
| title =
| gender = Male
| citizenship =
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Keeper of the Moon
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 28
| stat_2 = Name Day
| stat_2_value = 17th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = Menphina
| stat_4 = Occupation
| stat_4_value = Thaumaturgy student/Mortician
| stat_5 = Free Company
| stat_5_value = The Gullwings <YRP>
| stat_6 = Sexuality
| stat_6_value = Demisexual
}}
== Basic's ==
'''Name:''' Naoh'ra Ohndai (Nay-OH-rah Ooh-n-dye)
<p>'''Age:''' 28
</p><p>'''Home:''' The Black Shroud
</p><p>'''Current Residence:''' South Shroud
</p><p>'''Occupation:''' Previously a minstrel, but now studies Thaumaturgy and arcanima.
</p><p>'''Income:''' None
</p><p>'''Talents/Skills:''' He is a great hunter
</p><p>'''Romantic Relationships:''' None as of yet.

== Physical Characteristics ==
</p><p>'''Height:''' 5'8"
</p><p>'''Weight:''' 180 pounds
</p><p>'''Race:''' Miqo'te -- Keeper of the Moon
</p><p>'''Eye Color:''' Green
</p><p>'''Hair Color:''' Black
</p><p>'''Glasses:''' Occasionally needs reading glasses, but mostly wears shaded spectacles because light hurts his eyes so much.
</p><p>'''Skin color:''' A very dark slate gray
</p><p>'''Distinguishing features:''' He has four dark tattoo's on his cheeks, and always wears face paint near his eyes. The tattoo's signify his mates, and he believes that the face paint will grant him powers straight from menphina herself.
</p><p>'''How he dresses:''' He enjoys wearing long skirts and either robes or nice shirts.
</p><p>'''Mannerisms:''' Eye rolling, squinting, fidgety when nervous. He makes lots of hand motions when speaking.
</p><p>'''Habits:''' He picks at his skin and scratches a lot.
</p><p>'''Hobbies:''' Painting, writing poetry/music, reading and playing around with magic.
</p><p>'''Speech patterns:''' He is very sarcastic, and speaks in a dull, uninterested tone. When with someone he enjoys being around, he speaks a little more lyrical with a lot of allegories and genuine emotion in his tone.
</p><p>'''Disabilities:''' He's missing his left leg
</p><p>'''Style:''' He wears practical clothing for him, but he tries to make it look good. He doesn't show that much skin as it makes him feel uncomfortable and also because he's cold easy. He always wears sunglasses, and the majority of what he wears are robes, skirts and a few long sleeved shirts. Most of all his style says 'I'm cold'
</p><p>'''Greatest flaw:''' His stubbornness. While sometimes it can get him where he needs or wants to be, it can also get him into trouble as he does not like sucking up his pride and moving in anyone's direction but his own.
</p><p>'''Best quality:''' He is very loyal to those he likes the company of, and it's hard to break that loyalty.

== Intellectual/Mental/Personality Attributes and Attitudes ==
</p><p>'''Educational Background:''' He is not very educated, and can't read or write, but he is trying to learn.
</p><p>'''Intelligence Level:''' Above average
</p><p>'''Character's short-term goals in life:''' To learn
</p><p>'''Character's long-term goals in life:''' To find his new place in life.
</p><p>'''How does he see himself?:''' He sees himself as unworthy of a lot of things, and often times feels guilt for just existing.
</p><p>'''How does Character believe he is perceived by others?:''' He knows people don't particularly like him, but he does worry what some people think of him. He feels like a burden, and thinks that's what others view him as.
</p><p>'''How self-confident is the character?:''' Despite kind of hating himself, he still thinks he's better than others in some aspects.
</p><p>'''What would most embarrass this character?:''' Eating in front of others.
=== Personality Traits: ===
</p><p>'''Positive traits:'''
*Clever
*Conscientious
*Decisive
*Hardworking
*Objective
*Passionate
*Reliable
*Honest
</p><p>'''Neutral:'''
*Private
*Proud
*self-conscious
*Serious
</p><p>'''Negative:'''
*Stern
*Rude
*Sarcastic
*Argumentative
*Irritable
*Blunt
*Self-critical
*Contradictory
</p><p>Outside of his usual rudeness, he is actually just a big awkward baby. He is very respectful toward women and is a great deal cautious with them. He doesn't like stepping over boundaries. When he warms up to someone he is much more open, musical, affectionate and so on. He is very fearful of stepping on toes, and tries hard not to.
</p><p>You'll know you're his friend when he bumps foreheads with you, as it shows trust, respect, love and affection.

== Emotional Characteristics ==
</p><p>'''Strengths/Weaknesses:''' Clever / Internalizes everything
</p><p>'''Introvert or Extrovert?:''' Introvert
</p><p>'''How does the character deal with strong emotion?:''' He isolates himself more and plays around with magic
</p><p>'''What does the character want out of life?:''' To make someone proud
</p><p>'''What frightens this character?:''' Repeating his same mistakes
</p><p>'''What makes this character happy?:''' Quiet nights with the moon and stars
</p><p>'''Is the character judgemental of others?''': He can be with good reason
</p><p>'''Is the character generally polite or rude?:''' He is very rude to others

== The Character ==
</p><p>Living in complete solitude in the Shroud, Naoh'ra spends most of his time deep in study and practicing thautamurgy. He used to be a minstrel of sorts, so he says, and carries song and poetry with him always. He can sometimes be caught singing, though it isn't often.
</p><p>He has no family that he lives with, and rarely brings them up, and when he does he simply says that sickness had gotten a hold of them and they just died.
</p><p>Naoh'ra had lived in Thanalan with a Seeker tribe, the Lynx, for a short while. It was strange as all hell but still he welcomed the help they offered when he had gotten hurt and learned quite a deal about Seekers in general.
</p><p>He is a bit of an odd Keeper of the Moon, as if he hasn't been one for long.

== Menphina the Lover ==
</p><p>Naoh'ra takes solace under Menphina's light. He used to be an avid worshiper of Azeyma, but feels that she mocks him by hurting his eyes and blinding him in the daylight he used to enjoy. So, he turned to Menphina for company and guidance in his new life. He's still learning of her and figuring out how exactly he feels about her, but he loves her like a Seeker loves the sun.

== Thaumaturgy ==
Naoh'ra recently took up the art of Thaumaturgy not for battle, but to prepare the dead. He assists in readying the dead for funerals and wakes, and it brings him an odd amount of peace. He is not by any means a great Thaumaturge, but he is learning steadily and trying to tame his skill.
== Combat ==
While Naoh'ra typically uses magic, at home he hunts with only a bow and arrow.
</p><p>He has a superb sense of hearing and scent, as well as balance. He only has good vision in the pitch darkness of night, however, and any bright lights at all, even when exposed for long periods of time hurts his eyes and he can't see a thing.
== Relationships ==
</p><p>'''Positive:'''
**[[X'tai Tia]]: They've spoken a few times in the Quicksand while Naoh'ra was trying to get into the Thaumaturge guild, and from time to time he'll bump into him in ul'dah. They joke around a lot and he really enjoys the seekers company, even though he doesn't really like his brother.

</p><p>'''Neutral:'''
*[[C'sanhsa Tia]]: He doesn't particularly dislike or like him. He finds him strangely happy, and it bugs him but he views him as more annoying than a negative person to be around.

</p><p>'''Negative:'''
*[[K'ovu Tia]]: Dude literally stole his leg and blew it up with a firework.

</p><p>'''Romantic or otherwise:'''
*[[Aran'sae Dia]]: Naoh'ra views him romantically, even though they 'don't know each other'.

== Disability and Physical Limitations ==
Naoh'ra lost his left leg from the mid thigh down due to a run in with a cannibal.He paid a hefty fine for a blacksmith to fashion him a new leg that was lightweight and functional, as well as easy to hide. He took some time to pretty it up to make himself feel better, figuring that if it was more ascetically pleasing it wouldn't be as depressing. He can still feel his leg there from time to time, and will often scratch and itch or try to move his toes, which brings him near to tears when he is reminded his leg isn't there.
</p><p>Due to the severity of the injury Naoh'ra has a hard time running and keeping up with others, and needs to take his time when walking or simply standing up. He is pretty prone to falls if he puts too much weight on the leg, though most often it's simply because the knee either locked up or didn't straighten out before he took his step and he just falls over.
</p><p>Some days are better than others pain wise. It's either a constant annoyance, or agony. It tends to hurt the most at the end of the day after he's traveled or walked around a little more than he should have, or if he took a tumble down some stairs (again.)but most often he can cover it up and carry on his day.
== Tiny facts ==
*He can't see very well in the day light or even indoors if it's brightly lit and often wears shaded spectacles. It physically hurts to be in bright area's and he will more often than not choose not to be there.
*He has a happy little piglet that follows him around. Or, should I say baby behemoth? He never asked for this, it just won't leave him alone.
*He has a shoulder tattoo, and a couple body piercings.
*He always wears a ribbon with a red rose on his wrist, saying it's from an old mate of his. He also wears various necklaces from children.

== Relationships and Sexuality ==
Naoh'ra is demisexual, not experiencing sexual attraction to anyone until a romantic or emotional bond is formed between the two of them. Race, sex, gender expression and so on make no difference to him in his attraction to someone, as personality and just 'clicking' with someone is far more important to him.
</p><p>He craves romance, but he doesn't pursue it. He's nervous to try anything anyway and isn't overly bold in his approaches. He hopes to one day have a mate find him, but won't actively look.
== Quotes ==
*"Music and song paints the most beautiful and vibrant pictures of the heart and soul."
== Rumours ==
'''Common Rumours:'''
*"He's always giving everyone such a dirty look!"
*"I hear there's this lone Keeper in the Shroud somewhere, odd that he doesn't have a clan."
</p><p>'''Moderate Rumours:'''
*
</p><p>'''Rare Rumours:'''
*"I heard him sing once. He's very passionate in it."
</p><p>'''PC Rumours (Feel free to add!):'''
*"He's got a stick so far up his rear he could legitimately be called a miq'abob." -[[C'sanhsa Tia]]
*"The guy burned my shirt up...so attached his prosthetic to a fire work and blew it to pieces in the heavens." - [[K'ovu Tia]]
*"He's quite the quick reader, from what I've seen. I wonder if he could teach me that skill." - [[Lolohala Memehala]]

Lolohala Memehala

2015-01-04T04:57:14Z

Alacruxe: /* Other Relations */

T'kehe Tia

2014-12-27T08:02:05Z

Alacruxe:

{{Infobox-character
| name = T'kehe Tia
| image = Tkhetiaface.png
| imagewidth =
| caption =
| title =
| gender =
| citizenship = Gridania
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Seeker of the Sun
| stat_1 =
| stat_1_value =
| stat_2 = Nameday
| stat_2_value = 25th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = Azeyma, the Warden
| stat_4 = Free Company
| stat_4_value = The Gullwings
| stat_5 = Occupation
| stat_5_value = Traveler
| stat_6 =
| stat_6_value =
}}

=Basics=
*Name: T'kehe Tia (tuh-KEH-eh TEE-ah)
*Age: 17
*Gender: Male
*Height: 5 fulms, 3 ilms
*Weight: Lanky
*Romantic Status: Single
*Place of Birth: La Noscea
*Current Residence: Gridania
*Skills: Stealth, Archery, Penmanship, Singing.

=Appearance=
Often seen wearing a labored demeanor, T'kehe is of rather modest appearance. His black hair grows shaggy and often obscures his pale pink eyes from immediate view. He bears a deep, thick scar below his left cheek near the soft line of his jaw, and he seems rather self-conscious of it, often covering it with his hair. His ears are rather long and sport very silky black fur, which he often scratches or rubs as a habitual fidget. Behind his left ear he wears a condor pinion, which, upon closer inspection is, in fact, a quill pen. Beside it is attached an ornate phial of damask ink.

He has something of a scrawny build, attributed, perhaps, to his tendency toward a meager diet. His nails are neatly trimmed, unlike the commonly-kept claws of many active Miqo'te, and he often keeps his hands folded politely in front of himself when they are not clutching bow and string. His tail is of average length for a Seeker, perhaps somewhat longer, and is coated of short fur save for the thick tuft at its end.

=History=
La Noscea was never especially kind to T'kehe. He was born and raised in [[Highland Condor Tribe|an insular community of the Condor tribe]], one very hostile to outsiders and protective of its traditions. They were known scavengers who would frequently steal from neighboring communities when it served them, and their nunh was especially greedy, often hoarding the spoils of their ventures to himself, thus leaving the rest of the clan to fend for whatever scraps they could manage.

The clan was especially prone to superstition, and of particular note was their belief in black hair and fur as a foul omen. Thusly was T'kehe's birth considered a blight upon the clan, and his mother was threatened with exile, despite her previously-high social standing and reputation for bearing warrior progeny. It was only upon the stipulation that T'kehe be heavily supervised by a specific circle of the clan's hunters that she was allowed to remain among the clan's numbers, and even still, her reputation was permanently soured.

Thus was T'kehe's upbringing a very tumultuous one. He endured harsh abuse from every angle, particularly by his father, who often made an example of him to the rest of his people and punished him for any periods of drought or poor hunting. In a rare spike of confidence, T'kehe one day challenged the nunh, desiring revenge for his treatment; predictably, he was taken brutally down and left with many deep scars, including one to his face that remains testament to his many years of hardship.

It was near to this time that the Calamity struck, and its perils greatly disrupted the more lawful cultures surrounding the clan's settlement. This led to a period of some prosperity for his people, ironically enough, and T'kehe was spared much of the tortures he'd previously endured, allowing him some time to himself to plan his future. He decided it would be best for both himself and the rest of his clan if he left. In the hope of invoking the swift cunning of his tribe's totem, he fashioned for himself a condor-feather charm and donned it upon his head as he made for Limsa Lominsa, hoping to find sanctuary behind its walls.

There, he spent many moons doing odd jobs for merchants from the mainland, ever in wonder of the stories they told. As well, he taught himself to read and write and whiled away his free hours in Mealvaan's Gate, glorying in the tales told in its library's many tomes. His totem ever brought him comfort in the midst of any trouble he faced, and his shredded confidence began to mend.

After some time of saving his gil, T'kehe finally had enough coin to purchase passage to Gridania's Shroud, and he left with hope that his life would improve. Before departure, he had his totem fashioned into a pen and procured a phial of ink to accompany it, that he may journal of his travels and find comfort in writing, just as he had in reading.

Gridania has been kind to him thus far, and he has been learning the way of the bow, that he may defend himself at a distance before his foe may close in on him. As well, his meetings with certain personage have granted him even more confidence, and he has been able to open up to a select few people in ways he has never been able before.

=Personality=
While there are many things of note about T'kehe, what remains particularly overt is his shyness. His posture is often slouched and defensive, and his smiles are rare and pained when managed. He speaks very formally and has a surprisingly extensive vocabulary for one of his upbringing.

=Personal Quotes=
*"M-my apologies!"

=Relationships=

==Free Company==
*[[Mipije Papije]] - Despite Mipmap's kindness and willingness to speak to him, T'kehe is terrified of the garrulous Lalafell and shies away from him whenever possible. Unfortunately, even after being accepted into the Gullwings proper, this fear has yet to change.
*[[Aran'sae Dia]] - Aran'sae was one of the first people to truly reach out to T'kehe, and he feels that he owes him a great deal. He strives to repay Aran'sae in any way he can manage and grows frustrated when he cannot do enough.
*[[Mhastoum Greinsyn]] - T'kehe feels that Mhastoum is a very kind soul. Despite the Roegadyn's imposing size, T'kehe feels safe in his presence rather than intimidated. Owing to his perceived need to repay Aran'sae and others, T'kehe hopes that he can count on Mhastoum's support to become stronger and more self-sufficient.
*[[Ivetta Greysteele]] - A fellow Gullwing. T'kehe has an admiration for her and her apparent coolness, though he's very happy to keep his distance when she's a saw in hand.

==Other Relations==
*[[C'sanhsa Tia]] - Perhaps surprisingly, T'kehe finds it very easy to open up to C'sanhsa, to the point that he's even japed with him, a true rarity for the shy Seeker. He considers C'sanhsa a friend and ally and enjoys spending time together with him.
*[[V'arae Tia]] - Though they are only briefly acquainted, T'kehe views V'arae as someone to whom he is indebted, and hopes to repay him for a small favor. He hopes that they may meet again soon, that he may do so.

=Trivia=
*Growing up in such an isolated community has given T'kehe very little insight as to how outside cultures operate. This leads him to frequently conflate his native Seeker customs with those of others.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*"Seems like he doesn't really ''get'' the subtleties behind flirting." -[[C'sanhsa Tia]]

==Images==

<gallery>
Meetingaransae.png|Meeting [[Aran'sae Dia]] for the first time.
Huntingwithmhastoum.png|Practicing archery with help from [[Mhastoum Greinsyn]]
SAVEME.png|A typical encounter with [[Mipije Papije]].
Sanhsafrand.png|A rare moment of relaxation with [[C'sanhsa Tia]].
</gallery>

File:Tkhetiaface.png

2014-12-27T08:01:50Z

Alacruxe:

File:Jahni.png

2014-12-26T04:44:43Z

Alacruxe:

T'kehe Tia

2014-12-18T06:03:30Z

Alacruxe: /* Free Company */

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| title =
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| race = Miqo'te
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| stat_2_value = 25th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = Azeyma, the Warden
| stat_4 = Free Company
| stat_4_value = The Gullwings
| stat_5 = Occupation
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=Basics=
*Name: T'kehe Tia (tuh-KEH-eh TEE-ah)
*Age: 17
*Gender: Male
*Height: 5 fulms, 3 ilms
*Weight: Lanky
*Romantic Status: Single
*Place of Birth: La Noscea
*Current Residence: Gridania
*Skills: Stealth, Archery, Penmanship, Singing.

=Appearance=
Often seen wearing a labored demeanor, T'kehe is of rather modest appearance. His black hair grows shaggy and often obscures his pale pink eyes from immediate view. He bears a deep, thick scar below his left cheek near the soft line of his jaw, and he seems rather self-conscious of it, often covering it with his hair. His ears are rather long and sport very silky black fur, which he often scratches or rubs as a habitual fidget. Behind his left ear he wears a condor pinion, which, upon closer inspection is, in fact, a quill pen. Beside it is attached an ornate phial of damask ink.

He has something of a scrawny build, attributed, perhaps, to his tendency toward a meager diet. His nails are neatly trimmed, unlike the commonly-kept claws of many active Miqo'te, and he often keeps his hands folded politely in front of himself when they are not clutching bow and string. His tail is of average length for a Seeker, perhaps somewhat longer, and is coated of short fur save for the thick tuft at its end.

=History=
La Noscea was never especially kind to T'kehe. He was born and raised in [[Highland Condor Tribe|an insular community of the Condor tribe]], one very hostile to outsiders and protective of its traditions. They were known scavengers who would frequently steal from neighboring communities when it served them, and their nunh was especially greedy, often hoarding the spoils of their ventures to himself, thus leaving the rest of the clan to fend for whatever scraps they could manage.

The clan was especially prone to superstition, and of particular note was their belief in black hair and fur as a foul omen. Thusly was T'kehe's birth considered a blight upon the clan, and his mother was threatened with exile, despite her previously-high social standing and reputation for bearing warrior progeny. It was only upon the stipulation that T'kehe be heavily supervised by a specific circle of the clan's hunters that she was allowed to remain among the clan's numbers, and even still, her reputation was permanently soured.

Thus was T'kehe's upbringing a very tumultuous one. He endured harsh abuse from every angle, particularly by his father, who often made an example of him to the rest of his people and punished him for any periods of drought or poor hunting. In a rare spike of confidence, T'kehe one day challenged the nunh, desiring revenge for his treatment; predictably, he was taken brutally down and left with many deep scars, including one to his face that remains testament to his many years of hardship.

It was near to this time that the Calamity struck, and its perils greatly disrupted the more lawful cultures surrounding the clan's settlement. This led to a period of some prosperity for his people, ironically enough, and T'kehe was spared much of the tortures he'd previously endured, allowing him some time to himself to plan his future. He decided it would be best for both himself and the rest of his clan if he left. In the hope of invoking the swift cunning of his tribe's totem, he fashioned for himself a condor-feather charm and donned it upon his head as he made for Limsa Lominsa, hoping to find sanctuary behind its walls.

There, he spent many moons doing odd jobs for merchants from the mainland, ever in wonder of the stories they told. As well, he taught himself to read and write and whiled away his free hours in Mealvaan's Gate, glorying in the tales told in its library's many tomes. His totem ever brought him comfort in the midst of any trouble he faced, and his shredded confidence began to mend.

After some time of saving his gil, T'kehe finally had enough coin to purchase passage to Gridania's Shroud, and he left with hope that his life would improve. Before departure, he had his totem fashioned into a pen and procured a phial of ink to accompany it, that he may journal of his travels and find comfort in writing, just as he had in reading.

Gridania has been kind to him thus far, and he has been learning the way of the bow, that he may defend himself at a distance before his foe may close in on him. As well, his meetings with certain personage have granted him even more confidence, and he has been able to open up to a select few people in ways he has never been able before.

=Personality=
While there are many things of note about T'kehe, what remains particularly overt is his shyness. His posture is often slouched and defensive, and his smiles are rare and pained when managed. He speaks very formally and has a surprisingly extensive vocabulary for one of his upbringing.

=Personal Quotes=
*"M-my apologies!"

=Relationships=

==Free Company==
*[[Mipije Papije]] - Despite Mipmap's kindness and willingness to speak to him, T'kehe is terrified of the garrulous Lalafell and shies away from him whenever possible. Unfortunately, even after being accepted into the Gullwings proper, this fear has yet to change.
*[[Aran'sae Dia]] - Aran'sae was one of the first people to truly reach out to T'kehe, and he feels that he owes him a great deal. He strives to repay Aran'sae in any way he can manage and grows frustrated when he cannot do enough.
*[[Mhastoum Greinsyn]] - T'kehe feels that Mhastoum is a very kind soul. Despite the Roegadyn's imposing size, T'kehe feels safe in his presence rather than intimidated. Owing to his perceived need to repay Aran'sae and others, T'kehe hopes that he can count on Mhastoum's support to become stronger and more self-sufficient.
*[[Ivetta Greysteele]] - A fellow Gullwing. T'kehe has an admiration for her and her apparent coolness, though he's very happy to keep his distance when she's a saw in hand.

==Other Relations==
*[[C'sanhsa Tia]] - Perhaps surprisingly, T'kehe finds it very easy to open up to C'sanhsa, to the point that he's even japed with him, a true rarity for the shy Seeker. He considers C'sanhsa a friend and ally and enjoys spending time together with him.
*[[V'arae Tia]] - Though they are only briefly acquainted, T'kehe views V'arae as someone to whom he is indebted, and hopes to repay him for a small favor. He hopes that they may meet again soon, that he may do so.

=Trivia=
*Growing up in such an isolated community has given T'kehe very little insight as to how outside cultures operate. This leads him to frequently conflate his native Seeker customs with those of others.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*"Seems like he doesn't really ''get'' the subtleties behind flirting." -[[C'sanhsa Tia]]

==Images==

<gallery>
Meetingaransae.png|Meeting [[Aran'sae Dia]] for the first time.
Huntingwithmhastoum.png|Practicing archery with help from [[Mhastoum Greinsyn]]
SAVEME.png|A typical encounter with [[Mipije Papije]].
Sanhsafrand.png|A rare moment of relaxation with [[C'sanhsa Tia]].
</gallery>

T'kehe Tia

2014-12-18T06:02:04Z

Alacruxe: /* Free Company */

{{Infobox-character
| name = T'kehe Tia
| image = Keheface.png
| imagewidth =
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| title =
| gender =
| citizenship = Gridania
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Seeker of the Sun
| stat_1 =
| stat_1_value =
| stat_2 = Nameday
| stat_2_value = 25th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = Azeyma, the Warden
| stat_4 = Free Company
| stat_4_value = The Gullwings
| stat_5 = Occupation
| stat_5_value = Traveler
| stat_6 =
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=Basics=
*Name: T'kehe Tia (tuh-KEH-eh TEE-ah)
*Age: 17
*Gender: Male
*Height: 5 fulms, 3 ilms
*Weight: Lanky
*Romantic Status: Single
*Place of Birth: La Noscea
*Current Residence: Gridania
*Skills: Stealth, Archery, Penmanship, Singing.

=Appearance=
Often seen wearing a labored demeanor, T'kehe is of rather modest appearance. His black hair grows shaggy and often obscures his pale pink eyes from immediate view. He bears a deep, thick scar below his left cheek near the soft line of his jaw, and he seems rather self-conscious of it, often covering it with his hair. His ears are rather long and sport very silky black fur, which he often scratches or rubs as a habitual fidget. Behind his left ear he wears a condor pinion, which, upon closer inspection is, in fact, a quill pen. Beside it is attached an ornate phial of damask ink.

He has something of a scrawny build, attributed, perhaps, to his tendency toward a meager diet. His nails are neatly trimmed, unlike the commonly-kept claws of many active Miqo'te, and he often keeps his hands folded politely in front of himself when they are not clutching bow and string. His tail is of average length for a Seeker, perhaps somewhat longer, and is coated of short fur save for the thick tuft at its end.

=History=
La Noscea was never especially kind to T'kehe. He was born and raised in [[Highland Condor Tribe|an insular community of the Condor tribe]], one very hostile to outsiders and protective of its traditions. They were known scavengers who would frequently steal from neighboring communities when it served them, and their nunh was especially greedy, often hoarding the spoils of their ventures to himself, thus leaving the rest of the clan to fend for whatever scraps they could manage.

The clan was especially prone to superstition, and of particular note was their belief in black hair and fur as a foul omen. Thusly was T'kehe's birth considered a blight upon the clan, and his mother was threatened with exile, despite her previously-high social standing and reputation for bearing warrior progeny. It was only upon the stipulation that T'kehe be heavily supervised by a specific circle of the clan's hunters that she was allowed to remain among the clan's numbers, and even still, her reputation was permanently soured.

Thus was T'kehe's upbringing a very tumultuous one. He endured harsh abuse from every angle, particularly by his father, who often made an example of him to the rest of his people and punished him for any periods of drought or poor hunting. In a rare spike of confidence, T'kehe one day challenged the nunh, desiring revenge for his treatment; predictably, he was taken brutally down and left with many deep scars, including one to his face that remains testament to his many years of hardship.

It was near to this time that the Calamity struck, and its perils greatly disrupted the more lawful cultures surrounding the clan's settlement. This led to a period of some prosperity for his people, ironically enough, and T'kehe was spared much of the tortures he'd previously endured, allowing him some time to himself to plan his future. He decided it would be best for both himself and the rest of his clan if he left. In the hope of invoking the swift cunning of his tribe's totem, he fashioned for himself a condor-feather charm and donned it upon his head as he made for Limsa Lominsa, hoping to find sanctuary behind its walls.

There, he spent many moons doing odd jobs for merchants from the mainland, ever in wonder of the stories they told. As well, he taught himself to read and write and whiled away his free hours in Mealvaan's Gate, glorying in the tales told in its library's many tomes. His totem ever brought him comfort in the midst of any trouble he faced, and his shredded confidence began to mend.

After some time of saving his gil, T'kehe finally had enough coin to purchase passage to Gridania's Shroud, and he left with hope that his life would improve. Before departure, he had his totem fashioned into a pen and procured a phial of ink to accompany it, that he may journal of his travels and find comfort in writing, just as he had in reading.

Gridania has been kind to him thus far, and he has been learning the way of the bow, that he may defend himself at a distance before his foe may close in on him. As well, his meetings with certain personage have granted him even more confidence, and he has been able to open up to a select few people in ways he has never been able before.

=Personality=
While there are many things of note about T'kehe, what remains particularly overt is his shyness. His posture is often slouched and defensive, and his smiles are rare and pained when managed. He speaks very formally and has a surprisingly extensive vocabulary for one of his upbringing.

=Personal Quotes=
*"M-my apologies!"

=Relationships=

==Free Company==
*[[Mipije Papije]] - Despite Mipmap's kindness and willingness to speak to him, T'kehe is terrified of the garrulous Lalafell and shies away from him whenever possible. Unfortunately, even after being accepted into the Gullwings proper, this fear has yet to change.
*[[Aran'sae Dia]] - Aran'sae was one of the first people to truly reach out to T'kehe, and he feels that he owes him a great deal. He strives to repay Aran'sae in any way he can manage and grows frustrated when he cannot do enough.
*[[Mhastoum Greinsyn]] - They are briefly acquainted, and T'kehe feels that Mhastoum is a very kind soul. Despite the Roegadyn's imposing size, T'kehe feels safe in his presence rather than intimidated. Owing to his perceived need to repay Aran'sae and others, T'kehe hopes that he can count on Mhastoum's support to become stronger and more self-sufficient.
*[[Ivetta Greysteele]] - Another brief acquaintance. T'kehe has an admiration for her and her apparent coolness, though he's very happy to keep his distance when she's a saw in hand.

==Other Relations==
*[[C'sanhsa Tia]] - Perhaps surprisingly, T'kehe finds it very easy to open up to C'sanhsa, to the point that he's even japed with him, a true rarity for the shy Seeker. He considers C'sanhsa a friend and ally and enjoys spending time together with him.
*[[V'arae Tia]] - Though they are only briefly acquainted, T'kehe views V'arae as someone to whom he is indebted, and hopes to repay him for a small favor. He hopes that they may meet again soon, that he may do so.

=Trivia=
*Growing up in such an isolated community has given T'kehe very little insight as to how outside cultures operate. This leads him to frequently conflate his native Seeker customs with those of others.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*"Seems like he doesn't really ''get'' the subtleties behind flirting." -[[C'sanhsa Tia]]

==Images==

<gallery>
Meetingaransae.png|Meeting [[Aran'sae Dia]] for the first time.
Huntingwithmhastoum.png|Practicing archery with help from [[Mhastoum Greinsyn]]
SAVEME.png|A typical encounter with [[Mipije Papije]].
Sanhsafrand.png|A rare moment of relaxation with [[C'sanhsa Tia]].
</gallery>

T'kehe Tia

2014-12-18T05:59:45Z

Alacruxe: /* Other Relations */

{{Infobox-character
| name = T'kehe Tia
| image = Keheface.png
| imagewidth =
| caption =
| title =
| gender =
| citizenship = Gridania
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Seeker of the Sun
| stat_1 =
| stat_1_value =
| stat_2 = Nameday
| stat_2_value = 25th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = Azeyma, the Warden
| stat_4 = Free Company
| stat_4_value = The Gullwings
| stat_5 = Occupation
| stat_5_value = Traveler
| stat_6 =
| stat_6_value =
}}

=Basics=
*Name: T'kehe Tia (tuh-KEH-eh TEE-ah)
*Age: 17
*Gender: Male
*Height: 5 fulms, 3 ilms
*Weight: Lanky
*Romantic Status: Single
*Place of Birth: La Noscea
*Current Residence: Gridania
*Skills: Stealth, Archery, Penmanship, Singing.

=Appearance=
Often seen wearing a labored demeanor, T'kehe is of rather modest appearance. His black hair grows shaggy and often obscures his pale pink eyes from immediate view. He bears a deep, thick scar below his left cheek near the soft line of his jaw, and he seems rather self-conscious of it, often covering it with his hair. His ears are rather long and sport very silky black fur, which he often scratches or rubs as a habitual fidget. Behind his left ear he wears a condor pinion, which, upon closer inspection is, in fact, a quill pen. Beside it is attached an ornate phial of damask ink.

He has something of a scrawny build, attributed, perhaps, to his tendency toward a meager diet. His nails are neatly trimmed, unlike the commonly-kept claws of many active Miqo'te, and he often keeps his hands folded politely in front of himself when they are not clutching bow and string. His tail is of average length for a Seeker, perhaps somewhat longer, and is coated of short fur save for the thick tuft at its end.

=History=
La Noscea was never especially kind to T'kehe. He was born and raised in [[Highland Condor Tribe|an insular community of the Condor tribe]], one very hostile to outsiders and protective of its traditions. They were known scavengers who would frequently steal from neighboring communities when it served them, and their nunh was especially greedy, often hoarding the spoils of their ventures to himself, thus leaving the rest of the clan to fend for whatever scraps they could manage.

The clan was especially prone to superstition, and of particular note was their belief in black hair and fur as a foul omen. Thusly was T'kehe's birth considered a blight upon the clan, and his mother was threatened with exile, despite her previously-high social standing and reputation for bearing warrior progeny. It was only upon the stipulation that T'kehe be heavily supervised by a specific circle of the clan's hunters that she was allowed to remain among the clan's numbers, and even still, her reputation was permanently soured.

Thus was T'kehe's upbringing a very tumultuous one. He endured harsh abuse from every angle, particularly by his father, who often made an example of him to the rest of his people and punished him for any periods of drought or poor hunting. In a rare spike of confidence, T'kehe one day challenged the nunh, desiring revenge for his treatment; predictably, he was taken brutally down and left with many deep scars, including one to his face that remains testament to his many years of hardship.

It was near to this time that the Calamity struck, and its perils greatly disrupted the more lawful cultures surrounding the clan's settlement. This led to a period of some prosperity for his people, ironically enough, and T'kehe was spared much of the tortures he'd previously endured, allowing him some time to himself to plan his future. He decided it would be best for both himself and the rest of his clan if he left. In the hope of invoking the swift cunning of his tribe's totem, he fashioned for himself a condor-feather charm and donned it upon his head as he made for Limsa Lominsa, hoping to find sanctuary behind its walls.

There, he spent many moons doing odd jobs for merchants from the mainland, ever in wonder of the stories they told. As well, he taught himself to read and write and whiled away his free hours in Mealvaan's Gate, glorying in the tales told in its library's many tomes. His totem ever brought him comfort in the midst of any trouble he faced, and his shredded confidence began to mend.

After some time of saving his gil, T'kehe finally had enough coin to purchase passage to Gridania's Shroud, and he left with hope that his life would improve. Before departure, he had his totem fashioned into a pen and procured a phial of ink to accompany it, that he may journal of his travels and find comfort in writing, just as he had in reading.

Gridania has been kind to him thus far, and he has been learning the way of the bow, that he may defend himself at a distance before his foe may close in on him. As well, his meetings with certain personage have granted him even more confidence, and he has been able to open up to a select few people in ways he has never been able before.

=Personality=
While there are many things of note about T'kehe, what remains particularly overt is his shyness. His posture is often slouched and defensive, and his smiles are rare and pained when managed. He speaks very formally and has a surprisingly extensive vocabulary for one of his upbringing.

=Personal Quotes=
*"M-my apologies!"

=Relationships=

==Free Company==
*[[Mipije Papije]] - Despite Mipmap's kindness and willingness to speak to him, T'kehe is terrified of the garrulous Lalafell and shies away from him whenever possible.
*[[Aran'sae Dia]] - Aran'sae was one of the first people to truly reach out to T'kehe, and he feels that he owes him a great deal. He strives to repay Aran'sae in any way he can manage.
*[[Mhastoum Greinsyn]] - They are briefly acquainted, and T'kehe feels that Mhastoum is a very kind soul. Despite the Roegadyn's imposing size, T'kehe feels safe in his presence rather than intimidated.
*[[Ivetta Greysteele]] - Another brief acquaintance. T'kehe has an admiration for her and her apparent coolness.

==Other Relations==
*[[C'sanhsa Tia]] - Perhaps surprisingly, T'kehe finds it very easy to open up to C'sanhsa, to the point that he's even japed with him, a true rarity for the shy Seeker. He considers C'sanhsa a friend and ally and enjoys spending time together with him.
*[[V'arae Tia]] - Though they are only briefly acquainted, T'kehe views V'arae as someone to whom he is indebted, and hopes to repay him for a small favor. He hopes that they may meet again soon, that he may do so.

=Trivia=
*Growing up in such an isolated community has given T'kehe very little insight as to how outside cultures operate. This leads him to frequently conflate his native Seeker customs with those of others.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*"Seems like he doesn't really ''get'' the subtleties behind flirting." -[[C'sanhsa Tia]]

==Images==

<gallery>
Meetingaransae.png|Meeting [[Aran'sae Dia]] for the first time.
Huntingwithmhastoum.png|Practicing archery with help from [[Mhastoum Greinsyn]]
SAVEME.png|A typical encounter with [[Mipije Papije]].
Sanhsafrand.png|A rare moment of relaxation with [[C'sanhsa Tia]].
</gallery>

User:Alacruxe

2014-12-16T23:09:40Z

Alacruxe: Created page with "DOIN' SO MANY THING ALL DAY ERR'DAY =ABOUT MY ASS= *Name: G *Age: 24 *Gender: ??? *Location: NE, USA (GMT-6) *Skills: DOING THING ==IGNs== *Lolohala Memehala ([http://n..."

DOIN' SO MANY THING ALL DAY ERR'DAY

=ABOUT MY ASS=
*Name: G
*Age: 24
*Gender: ???
*Location: NE, USA (GMT-6)
*Skills: DOING THING

==IGNs==

*[[Lolohala Memehala]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876254/ lodestone])
*[[T'kehe Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876296/ lodestone])
*[[Gakhi Kenphal]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/8876436/ lodestone])
*[[Marcoix Rouge]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200622/ lodestone])
*[[J'ahni Tia]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9199790/ lodestone])
*[[Mochichi Mochi]] ([http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/9200675/ lodestone])

Lolohala Memehala

2014-12-16T22:50:14Z

Alacruxe:

Aran'sae Dia

2014-12-16T22:44:32Z

Alacruxe: /* PC Rumors(Feel free to add your own!) */

{{Infobox-character
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| image = Aransae_dia.png
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| citizenship = Gridania
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Keeper of the Moon
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| stat_2 = Nameday
| stat_2_value = 17th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = Nophica
| stat_4 = Free Company
| stat_4_value = The Gullwings
| stat_5 = Occupation
| stat_5_value = Hearer
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}}

=Basics=
*Name: Aran'sae Dia (ah-rahn-say-dee-uh)
*Age: 22
*Gender: Male
*Height: 5 fulms, 2 ilms.
*Weight: Fit
*Romantic Status: Single
*Place of Birth: North Shroud
*Current Residence: Gridania
*Skills: Weaving, Conjury, Medicine, Gardening.

=Appearance=
Aran'sae has slate-colored dark skin that contrasts with his bright white and blue hair. He has very soft features, especially his eyes, which are heterochromatic. His tail is long and thin, a trait he shares with his mother. Like both of his parents, he is fairly short. He is oft found in a long robe adorned in small satchels and pouches, with a circlet of twigs and leaves wrapped around his forehead.

=History=
Aran'sae was born with the latent capability to hear the elementals. As he grew, his parents oft spoke of their youngest son's hearing of strange voices and sounds to passing Gridanians in the Shroud. Word gradually traveled to Stillglade Fane, and a conjurer was sent to investigate. His family, with heavy hearts, allowed him to be taken back to Gridania to train among the nature worshipers. He felt welcomed; oddly at ease with the other conjurers, and worked hard for his new kin. He eventually earned the title of Hearer a few years before the Seventh Umbral Era.

=Personality=

Aran'sae tends to take everything seriously. Mayhap a bit too seriously. To the point of hilarity, often.

=Personal Quotes=
*"My father used to tell me a story... Every star is the tip of one of Menphina's beautiful locks of hair. They spread across the entire sky, and she puts her hair up when she goes back to sleep."

=Relationships=

==Free Company==
*[[Mhastoum Greinsyn]] - Fellow Gullwing. A hard worker, and loyal friend. Aran'sae would trust Mhastoum with his life, and can think of no more reliable companion. He only recently realized how dearly he cared for Mhastoum as a close friend, and regards him very highly.
*[[Yuyuni Yuni]] - Fellow Gullwing. A dependable little lalafellin lady, Yuyuni acts as Commander at the behest of Aran'sae quite often. He holds a high respect for her sense of duty, and loyalty.
*[[Ivetta Greysteele]] - Fellow Gullwing. A close companion for a long time, Ivetta was one of Aran'sae's only friends earlier in his life, and thus holds a very tightly-knitted friendship with her. They enjoy sewing together, and venturing out in their free time to practice logging or harvesting Nophica's bounties. Aran'sae has, many a time, been hugged almost to death by the powerful Highlander.
*[[Khona'to Lihzeh]] - Fellow Gullwing. The two keepers share a sort of mutual respect for eachother. They are not exactly 'friends', but they do get along quite fabulously, and Aran'sae feels he can be himself around the young lieutenant. This is a rare trait.
*[[Mipije Papije]] - Fellow Gullwing. A wonderful little researcher that he is proud to call a comrade. He regards Mipije's thirst for knowledge very highly. He notes that Mipije is often very guided by his emotions, and likes to be a strong supportive figure for him.
*[[T'kehe Tia]] - Fellow Gullwing. Aran'sae feels compelled to help the shy seeker of the sun at every turn. Why? The hearer would not be able to tell you. Something about T'kehe's diminutive nature drives him so. Overall, he thinks of T'kehe as very polite and kind.
*[[Byrmstyrn Barabennwyn]](Tree Star) - Fellow Gullwing. Aran'sae does not know Tree Star well enough to exactly have any thoughts on her, all he knows is he notices trouble seems to follow in her wake. Why, he cannot say.
*[[Nathaniel Rhys]](L'tehz Tia) - Friend. Aran'sae thinks of Nathaniel as a pain in the ass, but he cannot say with confidence that he knows all there is about the mysterious person. All he knows is the poor Seeker needs his help, and his help, he shall have. Aran'sae has observed a strange gentle kindness in L'tehz that gives him confidence in his intentions.

==Other Relations==
*[[X'vett Nunh]] - Friend. Aran'sae often wonders if he despises or sincerely appreciates X'vett's lack of personal space. He gets flustered easily when in close contact with others, and finds it difficult to keep up his cold stoney facade around the seeker of the sun's warm attitude. He does, however, heavily enjoy their conversations.
*[[Sizha'to Chalahko]] - Friend. The two met by chance while Aran'sae was on business in Ul'dah. Aran'sae feels like he truly understands Sizha'to, yet feels he must distance himself for his own sake. He thinks highly of the Keeper, and wishes they could talk more.
*[[Ziv'ir Ashal]] - Acquaintance. Aran'sae wishes he could do more for the poor merchant.
*[[C'sanhsa Tia]] - Friend. Aran'sae finds a wonderful amount of support from the kind architect. He would never admit it, but he truly enjoys his company. The hearer finds a playful fun in being able to bark orders at the tia from time to time.

=Trivia=

*Aran'sae's heterochromia is from his mother having green eyes, and his father having blue.

*He is the youngest son in his family.

*He has trouble saying no to someone in need.

=Rumors=
*"I hear he wears something outlandish under that robe."
*"Why are his lips so shiny? Does he sweat a lot?"

==PC Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*"Aran’sae? He’s a lovely leading leader made of loving leadership who leads with love. Actually, his authority all adheres to an admirable assurance and allowing advice to alter his academic achievement ambitions! Not by unreliable lucky luckiness that lends him lucking luck, luckily." - [[Mipije Papije]]
*"...I think he's keeping his feelings locked up inside, and it's taking its toll on him. He needs to talk to someone, but he won't. ... I worry about him. But don't tell him I said that, he'll kill me." -[[C'sanhsa Tia]]
*"Though he might seem cold at first, he is very sweet. I treasure our friendship deeply, and I owe him my life." -[[Mhastoum Greinsyn]]
*"He's got moonbeams stuck in his hair but I don't think he believes me." -[[X'vett Nunh]]
*"I-I know others may view him as, ah, rather c-cold, b-but I think Ser Aran'sae is a very kind man. I can only hope he doesn't see me as a b-burden..." -[[T'kehe Tia]]

T'kehe Tia

2014-12-16T22:42:48Z

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{{Infobox-character
| name = T'kehe Tia
| image = Keheface.png
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| citizenship = Gridania
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Seeker of the Sun
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| stat_2 = Nameday
| stat_2_value = 25th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = Azeyma, the Warden
| stat_4 = Free Company
| stat_4_value = The Gullwings
| stat_5 = Occupation
| stat_5_value = Traveler
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}}

=Basics=
*Name: T'kehe Tia (tuh-KEH-eh TEE-ah)
*Age: 17
*Gender: Male
*Height: 5 fulms, 3 ilms
*Weight: Lanky
*Romantic Status: Single
*Place of Birth: La Noscea
*Current Residence: Gridania
*Skills: Stealth, Archery, Penmanship, Singing.

=Appearance=
Often seen wearing a labored demeanor, T'kehe is of rather modest appearance. His black hair grows shaggy and often obscures his pale pink eyes from immediate view. He bears a deep, thick scar below his left cheek near the soft line of his jaw, and he seems rather self-conscious of it, often covering it with his hair. His ears are rather long and sport very silky black fur, which he often scratches or rubs as a habitual fidget. Behind his left ear he wears a condor pinion, which, upon closer inspection is, in fact, a quill pen. Beside it is attached an ornate phial of damask ink.

He has something of a scrawny build, attributed, perhaps, to his tendency toward a meager diet. His nails are neatly trimmed, unlike the commonly-kept claws of many active Miqo'te, and he often keeps his hands folded politely in front of himself when they are not clutching bow and string. His tail is of average length for a Seeker, perhaps somewhat longer, and is coated of short fur save for the thick tuft at its end.

=History=
La Noscea was never especially kind to T'kehe. He was born and raised in [[Highland Condor Tribe|an insular community of the Condor tribe]], one very hostile to outsiders and protective of its traditions. They were known scavengers who would frequently steal from neighboring communities when it served them, and their nunh was especially greedy, often hoarding the spoils of their ventures to himself, thus leaving the rest of the clan to fend for whatever scraps they could manage.

The clan was especially prone to superstition, and of particular note was their belief in black hair and fur as a foul omen. Thusly was T'kehe's birth considered a blight upon the clan, and his mother was threatened with exile, despite her previously-high social standing and reputation for bearing warrior progeny. It was only upon the stipulation that T'kehe be heavily supervised by a specific circle of the clan's hunters that she was allowed to remain among the clan's numbers, and even still, her reputation was permanently soured.

Thus was T'kehe's upbringing a very tumultuous one. He endured harsh abuse from every angle, particularly by his father, who often made an example of him to the rest of his people and punished him for any periods of drought or poor hunting. In a rare spike of confidence, T'kehe one day challenged the nunh, desiring revenge for his treatment; predictably, he was taken brutally down and left with many deep scars, including one to his face that remains testament to his many years of hardship.

It was near to this time that the Calamity struck, and its perils greatly disrupted the more lawful cultures surrounding the clan's settlement. This led to a period of some prosperity for his people, ironically enough, and T'kehe was spared much of the tortures he'd previously endured, allowing him some time to himself to plan his future. He decided it would be best for both himself and the rest of his clan if he left. In the hope of invoking the swift cunning of his tribe's totem, he fashioned for himself a condor-feather charm and donned it upon his head as he made for Limsa Lominsa, hoping to find sanctuary behind its walls.

There, he spent many moons doing odd jobs for merchants from the mainland, ever in wonder of the stories they told. As well, he taught himself to read and write and whiled away his free hours in Mealvaan's Gate, glorying in the tales told in its library's many tomes. His totem ever brought him comfort in the midst of any trouble he faced, and his shredded confidence began to mend.

After some time of saving his gil, T'kehe finally had enough coin to purchase passage to Gridania's Shroud, and he left with hope that his life would improve. Before departure, he had his totem fashioned into a pen and procured a phial of ink to accompany it, that he may journal of his travels and find comfort in writing, just as he had in reading.

Gridania has been kind to him thus far, and he has been learning the way of the bow, that he may defend himself at a distance before his foe may close in on him. As well, his meetings with certain personage have granted him even more confidence, and he has been able to open up to a select few people in ways he has never been able before.

=Personality=
While there are many things of note about T'kehe, what remains particularly overt is his shyness. His posture is often slouched and defensive, and his smiles are rare and pained when managed. He speaks very formally and has a surprisingly extensive vocabulary for one of his upbringing.

=Personal Quotes=
*"M-my apologies!"

=Relationships=

==Free Company==
*[[Mipije Papije]] - Despite Mipmap's kindness and willingness to speak to him, T'kehe is terrified of the garrulous Lalafell and shies away from him whenever possible.
*[[Aran'sae Dia]] - Aran'sae was one of the first people to truly reach out to T'kehe, and he feels that he owes him a great deal. He strives to repay Aran'sae in any way he can manage.
*[[Mhastoum Greinsyn]] - They are briefly acquainted, and T'kehe feels that Mhastoum is a very kind soul. Despite the Roegadyn's imposing size, T'kehe feels safe in his presence rather than intimidated.
*[[Ivetta Greysteele]] - Another brief acquaintance. T'kehe has an admiration for her and her apparent coolness.

==Other Relations==
*[[C'sanhsa Tia]] - Perhaps surprisingly, T'kehe finds it very easy to open up to C'sanhsa, to the point that he's even japed with him, a true rarity for the shy Seeker. He considers C'sanhsa a friend and ally.
*[[V'arae Tia]] - Though they are only briefly acquainted, T'kehe views V'arae as a very kind soul and hopes to repay him for a simple favor. He hopes that they may meet again soon.

=Trivia=
*Growing up in such an isolated community has given T'kehe very little insight as to how outside cultures operate. This leads him to frequently conflate his native Seeker customs with those of others.

==Rumors(Feel free to add your own!)==
*"Seems like he doesn't really ''get'' the subtleties behind flirting." -[[C'sanhsa Tia]]

==Images==

<gallery>
Meetingaransae.png|Meeting [[Aran'sae Dia]] for the first time.
Huntingwithmhastoum.png|Practicing archery with help from [[Mhastoum Greinsyn]]
SAVEME.png|A typical encounter with [[Mipije Papije]].
Sanhsafrand.png|A rare moment of relaxation with [[C'sanhsa Tia]].
</gallery>

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2014-12-16T22:41:25Z

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2014-12-16T22:41:12Z

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2014-12-16T22:33:33Z

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2014-12-16T22:32:14Z

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2014-12-16T22:30:28Z

Alacruxe:

Mipije Papije

2014-12-16T22:28:55Z

Alacruxe: /* PC Rumours about Mip-Map */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Mipije Papije
| image = Mip-Map01.png
| imagewidth =
| caption = “My friends call me Mip-Map. Yes indeedie!”
| title =
| Gender = Male
| Citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Lalafell
| clan = Dunesfolk
| stat_1 = Height / Weight
| stat_1_value = 2 fulms 9 ilms / 37 ponz
| stat_2 = Age
| stat_2_value = 30 Years
| stat_3 = Nameday
| stat_3_value = 15th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon
| stat_4 = Guardian
| stat_4_value = Althyk, The Keeper
| stat_5 = Free Company
| stat_5_value = The Gullwings
| stat_6 = Occupation
| stat_6_value = Anthropologist / Historian
}}
'''Mipije Papije''' (MEE-PEE-JEH PAH-PEE-JEH), often referred to as "Mip-Map" by his friends, is a highly intelligent Dunesfolk Lalafell man who is currently studying Eorzean Modern Culture, and means to write a book about his research. Mipije Papije is a character on the Balmung Server.

==Base Information==
*Name: Mipije Papije
*Gender: Male
*Hair Style: Shaved
*Hair Colour: Black
*Eye Colour: Blue
*Skin Colour: Tan
*Body Type: Small/Round

*Scars: None
*Tattoos: Forehead Glyph for Protection
*Favourite Accessories: Glasses, Forehead Jewel, Silver Earrings
*Drinks?: Yes
*Smokes?: Yes

*Romantic Status: Single
*Orientation: Pansexual
*Place of Birth: Ul’dah
*Current Residence: Limsa Lominsa
*Interests/Hobbies: Anthropology, History, Biology, Technology, Anatomy, Culinary, General Art, General Science

==The Character==
Mipije Papije is often considered by others as very short even by Lalafell standards. At just 2 fulms, and 9 ilms, his small stature doesn’t seem to deter his enthusiastic and cheerful disposition and love for life. He is often seen smiling, and laughing even when situations look bleak. His bright smile accents his bright blue eyes that often times seem to gleam in the sunlight due to his natural Dunesfolk irises. Add his glasses to his warmly tanned face, and his eyes almost seem to twinkle behind the glass. Perhaps that glint in his eyes is just a spec of his love for learning that is shining out or perhaps this glow is a side effect of the magics he enjoys studying. Mip-Map, as many of his friends refer to him as, not only studies magic, but he also wears a magical jewel on his forehead for protection. Beneath this crystal, he has also inscribed a tattoo glyph of protection onto his skin. He often wears the garments of mages; mostly for aesthetic reasons.

It may appear as Mip-Map’s passion is magic, however, his true calling is Anthropology, and History. He is a determined fanatic of all things Science, History, Art, and General Learning. Due to this passion for knowledge, he dabbles into many skillsets, branches of magic, hobbies, and schools of science and thought, however, he has yet to master any one goal. With such a wide range of interests comes the downfall of a short attention span, which causes Mipije Papije to drop one study for another quite often.

Because of his thrive for knowledge, he seems to make friends quickly due to having a sincere interest in other people’s lives. Not only does he enjoy making friends for cultural reasons, but he also tends to feel at home and comfortable in large crowds since he was born and raised in the highly populated city of Ul’dah. Ul’dahns are said to not be shy people, and this rule applies to Mipije Papije by definition. Mip-Map will often times be the one to initiate conversations; most of the time for as little a reason as picking your brain.

==Pre-Calamity History==
Mip-Map was born in Ul’dah 30 years ago. As a young Lalafell living in the city, he grew up around a wide variety of people with different cultures, religions, and personalities. At the age of 9, while accompanying his mother; Lulele Lule, his father; Popojaje Zozojaje, his brothers, and sisters, Mipije Papije strayed off from his family and got lost in the marketplace. While alone and afraid, a young couple found the little Lalafell boy, and waited with Mipije Papije until his parents could locate him. The reason why this couple interested the little boy so much was due to the couple being of different races. The man was a Miqo’te and the woman was a Hyur. At such a young age, Mipije Papije had rarely seen such a thing as interracial relationships, and so he asked them numerous questions; far too many questions for the young couple to feel comfortable about, but they obliged until Lulele Lule and Popojaje Zozoojaje reunited with their son. This was what sparked the young boy’s interest in Anthropology.

As the young boy grew into a teenager, he began to study and school in various scientific and technological teachings; developing an even more fanatic love for knowledge. This yearning to know as much about the world as possible remained with him even as he began learning about Thaumaturgy, Conjuring, and Arcane Arts at the age of 19. Though this tutoring from Thaumaturges, Conjurers, and Arcanists started at a young age with Mip-Map, these teaching were purely theoretical and the teen had little practice in the field of casting. With little applied knowledge, Mip-Map grew up into an adult with a powerful desire to travel, meet like minds, and learn even more in order to be able to apply his education.

5 years ago when Mipije Papije was 25 years old, The Calamity occurred. Mipije Papije and his entire family fled to the inner protective chambers of Ul'dah for safety during the event; along with thousands other citizens of the great Thanalan city. Lulele Lule's and Popojaje Zozojaje's 14 children, including Mip-Map, were kept safe during the disaster. Mipije's family thanked The Twelve greatly afterwards since not a single family member had been lost during the Calamity; unlike so many sad, and unfortunate families that had been separated around Eorzea. Due to all of his family surviving, which was such a blessing, Mipije Papije holds a lot of respect for the Twelve, and worships them devotedly. This is a practice not often done among other men of science; making a balance between his spiritual self, and his scientific self, difficult for Mip-Map to achieve. For this reason, he will often avoid the subject of his own religion when in the company of others, and chooses to worship in private.

==Post-Calamity==

Now a days, Mipije Papije studies other cultures, and history for a living wherever he goes. He is often times found in Limsa Lominsa where he lives, and occasionally he can be found in Ul’dah when he is visiting his parents and his 13 brothers and sisters. It was during one afternoon in Ul'dah during a visit to his parents' home, that he met a young Seeker of the Sun named X'vett. The two of them met on the street where Mipije Papije was interviewing random citizens of Ul'dah; X'vett being one such victim. X'vett was unable to pronounce Mipije Papije's name and accidentally called the Lalafell: "Mip-Map," which Mipije Papije gladly adopted the title to make things easier for his new friend. From then on, Mip-Map would introduce himself not only with his full name, but with the alternative nickname X'vett had given him as well for those who found Lalafell names to occasionally twist on the tongue.

It was also in Ul'dah's streets did Mip-Map meet Aran'sae Dia, a handsome Keeper of the Moon. Aran'sae was a co-founder of a Free COmpany called the Gullwings. The Free Company focused on archeology, cultural studies, and exploration. These interests were some things Mipije Papije was very fascinated in and when given the invitation to join the scholarly group, Mip-Map joined without hesitation. Aran'sae, although a decade younger than Mipije Papije, showed to be very intelligent and mature. Aran'sae was beyond helpful; even going as far as helping Mip-Map with a few of his studies without asking for any compensation for labour.

As a member of the Gullwings, Mip-Map met the Roegadyn Seawolf, Mhastoum Greinsyn and a fellow Lalafell named Yuyuni Yuni. Mhastoum and Mip-Map both shared a love and thrive for learning and became friends very quickly. It was during a time where Mhastoum brought his pet cactuar with him, that Mip-Map grew to like the Roe very much. Although the man looked intimidating and scary, Mhastoum proved himself to be passionate, kind, and gentle, even if he could snap most opponents in half. It showed the Lalafell man that looks can be deceiving. It was a lesson Mip-Map had always thought he had learned well, but by meeting Mhastoum, he was even more enlightened to the fact that under a hard exterior could lay a beautiful, and kind soul.

Yuyuni Yuni and Mipije Papije both connected over their love of cute things. Especially Chocobos. During a long and interesting conversation with a Chocobo loving Miqo'te woman, a mutual friend of theirs named R'vaazi Tyaka, the two Gullwings Lalafells both decided that they would like to join the R'vaazi on her trip up north to learn about different breeds of Chocobo. With that future educational trip in mind, Mip-Map has kept a fondness for Yuyuni Yuni and the Chocobo loving R'vaazi, tucked away in his heart, and an excitement that the three of them can become better friends in the future.

Another Gullwing that Mipije Papije has met is Khona'to Lihzeh. The two of them met while Mip-Map was fishing with Aran'sae in the harbour of Limsa Lominsa. However, the two didn't get a chance to converse for long before Khona'to said his goodbyes in order to continue on his day.

==Quotes==

*”As my great great great great great great great Aunt, Wejila Wela, use to say: “If you always believe you will never know enough about the world, then you’ll never stop learning!” - Spoken to Aran’sae Dia

*”My mother Lulele Lule was a very blunt woman. Once, when her best friend, Kyochacha Kyocha, asked her if a certain dress made her look fat, my mother told her: “No! YOU make the dress look fat. The dress makes you look purple…” - Spoken to Mhastoum Greisyn and Aran'sae Dia

*”I can’t wait until I get my own Chocobo. I already have a number of my favourite books I’d love to read to it as bedtime stories! Such titles as: “Ul’dah: A History,” “Aether Theories and Alchemical Reactions,” and “One Coblyn, Two Coblyn. Red Coblyn, Blue Coblyn.”” - Spoken to Yuyuni Yuni and R’vaazi Tyaka

*"All my frozen dairy beverages attracts the males of the population to my occupational and/or residential block of land. Yes Indeedie! This recipe far exceeds the quality of your own. Confirmed. It's far superior. I could convey this recipe to you, but I would have to request compensation in monetary payment and/or in goods of equal or greater value." -Sung to R'vaazi Tyaka

*”This is the Thaumaturge Guild. The Ossuary is so big, because like Aran’sae’s hair, it’s full of secrets.” - Spoken to X’vett Nuhn and Aran'sae Dia

*"Hehe. We're fishing for fishy fish with our fished fisher-gear made of fishery." - Spoken to Khona'to Lihzeh

*”My friends call me Mip-Map. Yes indeedie!” - Spoken to everyone

==Family Tree==
*Popojaje Zozojaje : Dunesfolk Father (age 88)
*Lulele Lule : Plainsfolk Mother (age 84)

*Dopije Gapije : 1st born son (age 63)
*Repije Uapije : 2nd born son (age 54)
*Mipije Papije : 3rd born son (age 30)
*Fapije Iapije : 4th born son (age 29 )
*Solpije Valpije : 5th born son (age 28)
*Lapije Oapije : 6th born son (age 17)
*Tipije Wapije : 7th born son (age 17)

*Dodoki Doki : 1st born daughter (age 59)
*Rereki Reki : 2nd born daughter (age 44)
*Mimiki Miki : 3rd born daughter (age 37)
*Fafaki Faki : 4th born daughter (age 26)
*Solsolki Solki : 5th born daughter (age 23)
*Lalaki Laki : 6th born daughter (age 20)
*Titiki Tiki : 7th born daughter (age 10)

==Friendships==

[[Aran'sae Dia]]: Friend, fellow Gullwing, co-teacher, and occasional study subject.

[[Mhastoum Greinsyn]]: Friend, fellow Gullwing. However, after Celiane's death, he doesn't trust Mhas anymore.

[[X'vett Nunh]]: Friend, student, occasional study subject, creator of Mipije Papije's nickname: Mip-Map.

[[Yuyuni Yuni]]: Friend, fellow Gullwing, and fellow Chocobo enthusiast.

[[Nathaniel Rhys]]: Friend, fellow Gullwing, and occasional study partner, and student.

==Trivia==

*Mip-Map is an excellent Cook. This most likely contributes to his round tummy.

*Mipije Papije’s ears are a bit longer and wider than the average Lalafell, while his height is a bit shorter than average.

*Without his glasses, he is unable to see even a few fulms in front of him.

*His poor eyesight is a large factor in why he's inadequately skilled at casting magic even if his knowledge of such subjects is immense. His Line of Sight is very limited.

*He sometimes speaks with heavy alliteration due to inheriting the speech pattern from his father. His occasional bluntness is a habit he picked up from his mother.

*Even though his mother is Plainsfolk, and gave him a Plainsfolk name, Mipije Papije identifies as a Dunesfolk like his father, due to inheriting more dominant Dunesfolk features.

*Mipije's and all of his siblings' names are based off music's Solfège (Do, Re, Mi, Fa, Sol, La, Ti, Do).

==PC Rumours about Mip-Map==

*"A lovely little teacher, Mipije seems to have twice the amount of words everyone else does in their vocabularies. Also twice the family size." -[http://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Aran%27sae_Dia Aran'sae Dia]
*"While I don't understand near anything he says, I admire his thirst for knowledge, and I hope that by the time he finishes his book I'll be able to read it. He'll make sure of that, I bet. Overall, Mip-Map is a very dear friend of mine, and I respect him greatly." -[[X'vett Nunh]]
*"<shudder> T-terrifying..." -[[T'kehe Tia]]

==Rumours Mip-Map has said of other PCs==
*""Aran’sae? He’s a lovely leading leader made of loving leadership who leads with love. Actually, his authority all adheres to an admirable assurance and allowing advice to alter his academic achievement ambitions! Not by unreliable lucky luckiness that lends him lucking luck, luckily." - Said about [http://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Aran%27sae_Dia Aran'sae Dia]

*"Mhastoum looks like he will break you into 2 and then break those 2 into 8 and those 8 into 512! However, he is actually not quite so violent! ...or quite so cubed." - Said about [http://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Mhastoum_Greinsyn Mhastoum Greinsyn]

*"X’vett is well versed in the cultivation of progeny and genealogy, and the preservation of said lineage. Yes indeedie! He will even permit his progeniture to revise his aesthetic nature to better parallel their philosophy and notions of the beautiful, the ugly, the sublime, the comic, etc. X’vett supports their view in establishing the meaning and validity of critical judgments concerning works of art and life, and the principles underlying or justifying such judgments. He’s an exquisite paternal parental unit." - Said about [http://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=X%27vett_Nunh X'vett Nunh]

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Highland Condor Tribe

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'''((Work in progress. All of the below subject to change.))'''

The '''Highland Condor Tribe''' is a particular sect of the T tribe that makes its home in Outer La Noscea, nestled in the breeding grounds of its totem. Its people are characteristically hostile to outsiders and known for their propensity to plunder, leading to conflict with neighboring civilizations.

[[File:temblem.png|frame|Highland Condor Totem]]

==Tribal Details==

'''Location''': Upper to Outer La Noscea<br>
'''Race''': [[Miqo'te]]<br>
'''Clan''': Seekers of the Sun<br>
'''Tribe Indicator''': T' (Pronounced tuh)<br>
'''Tribe Beast''': The Highland Condor<br>
'''Tribe Leaders''': The Throned<br>
'''Tribe Size''': est. 35 individuals<br>
'''Breeding Nunh''': T'khan<br>

==Common Appearance==
While no tribe is possessed of an entirely homogenous people, years of tribal isolation have led those of the Highland Condors to possess a unique appearance that renders them quite distinguishable. In particular, these Seekers very commonly sport lightly-tanned skin and hair colors that resemble those of dust and grain and, somewhat uncommonly, rust. The color of their eyes ranges from sunbright yellow to a deep, rosy pink, but is never anything but a warm hue. Top-heavy proportions are common, as are long-furred ears and slim, medium-length tails tipped with tufts at their end.

Members of this tribe commonly wear light leathers that allow for enhanced mobility over protection, with the usual manner of dress leaving a great deal of skin exposed. Because of this, it is typical for the skin of these Seekers to be peppered with freckles and streaked with scars. A feather singular feather is worn in the hair at all times, its color and shape signifying the individual's rank and role within the tribe.

==Tribal Structure==

===Leaders===

'''The Throned'''

Members of the Throned wear clusters of cream-colored breast feathers near the base of their ears to denote their rank.

'''Nunh'''

===The Flock===
Those who do not live within the central dwelling are known simply as the flock. Each residential hut spirals outward from the center according to the social standing of the individuals therein, with the most powerful and influential near the center and the tribe's outcasts and sickly near the very perimeter, rendering them susceptible to raiding. It is not uncommon for those living at the very edge of the settlement to succumb to famine or plague, especially under the currently-reigning regime.

'''Scavengers'''

Near the very center of the tribe's settlement live the members of the tribe known as scavengers.

Owing to the nature of the tribe's totem animal, its people prefer to scavenge than to hunt, relying instead on the kills of the neighboring predatory wildlife for subsistence. As such, these Seekers are known omnivores with a tendency toward a more herbivorous lifestyle when meat is scarce. This does not, however, mean that the Highland Condors are necessarily cowardly; in fact, during the spawning seasons of La Noscea's endemic prey animals when the herds are especially populous, the tribe's hunters will actively seek out the older animals to swiftly slaughter for themselves.

Groups of scavengers generally number two to three individuals, predominantly adolescent females. Each party will scout out a specific assigned area surrounding the settlement, responsibilities for each zone rotating between parties day by day. The members of each party, however, are static, providing one does not fall to illness or injury. In the event that this happens, one individual may choose to substitute the other.

In order to become a scavenger, one need only volunteer. However, should a scavenger prove to be craven or otherwise unreliable, the Throned may take punitive action, at times relieving the scavenger of his or her position entirely. This results in the individual being sent to live near the tribe's perimeter.

To signify that they are scavengers, each wears a gray-and-white-streaked flight feather at the end of a frontal lock of hair.

'''Nestkeepers'''

The remaining members of the tribe, known as nestkeepers, are responsible for rearing the tribe's young and tending to domestic needs, including the administration of salves and the crafting of tools and clothing. Specific duties are not necessarily assigned, but rather taken up as the need arises. It is not uncommon for a singular nestkeeper to be skilled in all manner of trades, though others yet prefer to master one skill in particular.

Most nestkeepers, perhaps unexpectedly, are male, being that the scavenger troupes are comprised predominantly of women. Pregnant women and nursing mothers are also technically classed as nestkeepers, though their duties may be suspended as they attend to their own unique necessities. Pregnant women in particular are often seen in the direct shelter of the Throned, keeping to the central dwellings for protection.

All nestkeepers don a golden-bleached tail feather in front of their ears to distinguish their standing.

==Culture==

===Rituals and Superstitions===

'''Omens'''

Perhaps one of the most unique things about this particular sect of the T tribe is its collection of superstitions. Over the course of the tribal diaspora, perhaps due to various forms of hardship endured by its people, the Highland Condor tribe has accumulated a substantial sum of various views regarding both foul omens and supposed bringers of fortune.

In particular, any living being possessed of especially dark integument, whether skin, scales, feathers, or fur, is seen as a harbinger of famine. Animals of this nature are ritually slaughtered at the center of the tribe and "purified" with an offering of white feathers. The carcass and offering are then burned in a great fire that reaches as high as the heavens, a sacrifice to Azeyma to assure no harm will come to the tribe for crossing paths with the beast.

People, especially miqo'te, with this particular blight are immediately driven from tribal lands, the rare exception being those born to the tribe itself. Then again, it is exceptionally rare for such an occurrence to arise; as such, each occasion is treated differently, according to consensus by the current Throned.

'''Birth and Naming'''

At birth, depending upon the time of day, each cub is assigned a particular sort of name, each with its own distinct meaning. Those born at dawn are given names beginning with O; these children are seen as beings born blessed by Azeyma Herself and are said to foretell a period of tribal prosperity. Children born at mid-day are given names beginning with K and are said to be destined to become great warriors. Lastly, those born at dusk or during the night are given names beginning with N and are said to be Menphina's messengers, born with an innate ability to commune with ancient spirits.

===Unique Traditions===

'''Music and Dance'''

'''Hunting Techniques'''

===Relationship with Neighboring Communities===

==History==

===Before the Great Migration===

===Exodus and Tribal Schism===

===The Calamity===

===The Seventh Astral Era===

==Members==

===Nunh===

{| style="width: 80%; height: 100px" border="0"
|- align="left"
! width="100" | [[File:T'khan.png|left|100px]] || '''T'khan Nunh''' - Currently-reigning nunh and a veteran warrior known for his mercilessness and greed. Since his succession to the status of tribe leader, many hardships have befallen his people, not limited to famine and infanticide. Unfortunately, few are brave or strong enough to challenge his leadership.
|}

===The Throned===

{| style="width: 80%; height: 100px" border="0"
|- align="left"
! width="100" | [[File:T'koh.png|left|100px]] || '''T'koh Tia''' - Reigning nunh before T'khan's succession and one of the tribe's most elderly individuals, despite his youthful face. He is known as the tribe's storyteller and is responsible for the education of the tribe's young in both practical and creative endeavors. Despite this, he maintains a very strict attitude and fiercely defends T'khan's regime.
|-
| [[File:T'nasha Koh.png|left|100px]] || '''T'nasha Koh''' -
|-
| [[File:T'ohto.png|left|100px]] || '''T'ohto Koh''' -
|-
| [[File:T'kihin.png|left|100px]] || '''T'kihin Khan''' - T'khan's firstborn daughter and head of the scavengers, T'kihin oversees all aspects of hunting and gathering as well as the preparation of food for consumption. Perhaps the most kindly and charitable of the Throned, she occasionally sneaks food from the central dwelling to those living at the very outskirts of the settlement.
|}

===Others===

{| style="width: 80%; height: 100px" border="0"
|- align="left"
! width="100" | [[File:Tkehe.png|left|100px]] || '''[[T'kehe Tia]]''' - An expatriate of the tribe, outcast at birth due to an unfortunate case of atavism that caused him to inherit black hair and fur. Viewed as an ill omen by the rest of his people, he suffered severe abuse by the hands of many before he finally left to lead a separate life.
|}

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