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Ianthe Metaxas

2017-04-07T00:21:06Z

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=Details=
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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Having always been afraid of her eyes, and having always felt as if they were a curse, often times does Ianthe hide them or cover them. They practically glow in dim light, their crimson is so vibrant and unsettling. Several times have men found themselves lost in her eyes, subject to her will. They are a burden and a sign of her betrayal, and a sensitive subject. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe's hair is kept short and usually bobbed, out of the way and easily manageable. Recently, she's allowed it to grow out some. It is usually dark and black, shot through with varying amounts of gray.</div>

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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> There are a number of defining features about Ianthe, many of them not readily apparent to those who have recently met her. The most obvious, however, and most defining traits, would be her bobbed tail, and her magitek left arm. Neither came of natural causes. The magitek arm is of clear Garlean make, and has several lightning-aspected crystals hidden within as both a power source and a way to weaponize it. It is a simple metallic gray, lined with blue ceruleum circuits. The bobbed tail -- her other obvious defining feature -- is quite clearly not natural in the way that she moves it, and the way that it ends. Rather, it was docked some time ago. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Among her less apparent traits are telltale tufted ears, much like a lynx's, a small scar on her left cheek, and a crooked lower canine. Her ears are long and pointed, and tufted at the ends, unlike the vast majority of modern miqo'te. Perhaps this can speak to her anachronism to those who are particularly learned. On her left cheek, a very small scar rests, though she'll never tell where it came from. When she speaks, and when she snarls (however infrequently she allows instinct to drive her actions), a crooked and snaggled tooth is visible beneath her lower lip, also on the left side. It doesn't seem to be loose-- just at an odd angle. She never complains of it. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> The woman's complextion is clear, however sickly and pale she seems to be. Those who know her will note the obvious fluctuation in her apparent age, seemingly between her mid-twenties and her mid-forties. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe cannot seem to be clean enough at times. There's something that seems to drive her to stay perfectly clean, bathing regularly, and at times more often than she ought to. Her skin as a result is rather dry, but cleaner than you would expect. She smells rather nice as well, like a rather potent flower. Her hair is soft and smooth, and to the touch, as is most of Ianthe, disregarding her magitek arm. She takes great care of herself, as far as hygiene goes. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> However, it's a borderline obsession. She seems to believe that no matter how clean she keeps herself, she has some sort of unshakable filth upon her. She's hardly ever seen without gloves, and hardly allows contact from anyone. If you get the chance to hold her, or even shake hands ungloved, it's a sign of deep trust. Despite the covering of her hands, she tends to wear more revealing outfits when she's comfortable. Just as easily as her mood swings, as does her taste in clothes, however, and she often drastically changes how she appears. Either she wears hardly anything at all, or she's almost completely covered. Often she'll cover her eyes at the very least, unless with a group she's particularly comfortable around. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe could be described by some as moody, or even bipolar at times. She can change from forgiving and kind to cruel and unnerving at the drop of a hat. While she makes a conscious effort to be kind to those she meets, the Meracydian has more trouble than she'd like to admit controlling her temper. When under stress, she avoids discussion of the topics with all those but the people she remains the closest to, and as a direct result, her anger grows more vehement with the passage of time when it boils over. She seems to be restraining herself at all times. Whether from breaking down crying or from anger remains unclear. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe speaks softly most of the time, and with a lighter accent than a majority of Eorzeans. One could call her speech a little "rounded at the edges", if they were particularly kinesthetic. At times, her speech is unsure or out of order, as Eorzean is not her first language by any account. Rather, it's her third spoken languge, and second writen. Her letters often are marred by scribbled out Allagan in the margins and terrible misspellings. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe seems to have a very neutral standpoint, and sometimes idealist. Perhaps it can be attributed to her devotion to her Goddess, but the Meracydian seems quite intent on the concept of "balance". Mostly, her beliefs seem to center around her balancing her personal wrongs, which are not exactly few in number, and the wrongs of her dead empire. Earning respect, learning about her, and even being worth her time of day are all dependant upon her mood at the time, and how it aligns with her ideals on the balance of the world. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe very often fills the role of being an old coot, and often does not. She is mentally unstable to a degree, in part due to her synthetic nature. If you're close to her at all (or if she finds you trustworthy to any small degree), she might take it upon herself to talk about herself, and about her past. She doesn't disclose much about Allag itself, but ask about her experiences and you're sure to get a lengthy talk out of the woman, no matter what subject you focus on. However, she is just as quick to change subjects if you mention something sensitive to any great length. Her arm, not so much. Her tail, a bit more-so. Ask about her eyes and you'll get nothing. Questions that for any reason pry into her affairs or her husband, she'll avoid altogether, or often times become enraged at the mention of. As mentioned before, she's very quick to anger. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">For a Meracydian/Miqo'te, Ianthe is incredibly civilized and keeps herself carefully controlled. She keeps her speech formal, her ears and tail as still as she can help, and her behaviors civil. As of late, acclimation to Eorzea has caused the woman's posture to degrade, for her attitude to slip through, and her ears and tail to 'reanimate'. While instinctual behaviors like cat-naps, lashing out, and hissing or growling are still all incredibly jarring to her, and she does her damnedest to avoid them, Ianthe has given in to instinct on more than one occasion now.</div>


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: ● Coffee
: ● Reading
: ● Arcanima
: ● Talking about herself
: ● Being held
: ● Being a smartass
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: ● Allag
: ● Herself
: ● Meracydia
: ● Au Ra
: ● "Adventurer" types

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: ● Decent with a gun
: ● High aetheric ability
: ● Quick to learn
: ● Left-handed
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: <b>High:</b> Aetheric Capability, Strategy
: <b>Above Average:</b> Conviction
: <b>Average:</b> Will
: <b>Low:</b> Endurance, Strength
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: <b>Mastery:</b> Disease
: <b>Expert:</b> Energy Drain
: <b>Average:</b> General Aetheric Manipulation
: <b>Novice:</b> Healing
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: <b>Mastery:</b> None
: <b>Expert:</b> Gun
: <b>Average:</b> Knife
: <b>Novice:</b> None
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: <b>High:</b> Creative Use of Environment
: <b>Above Average:</b> Strategizing
: <b>Average:</b> Reaction Time
: <b>Low:</b> Pain Tolerance, Stamina
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: ● '''Tech Proficiency:''' Ianthe is very skilled with ancient technology and that of Garlean or magitek make. "Very skilled" only applies to modern standards, however. Highly complex Allagan technology is still out of her grasp, though there is nothing of Garlean make she couldn't pick apart and piece back together (likely slightly better). She was an engineer/mechanic for many years, and is no stranger to working with technology.


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: ● '''Miasma:''' Ianthe's grimoire has the ability to produce a thick miasma both in and outside of combat. It is a thick purple haze, and is highly flammable in high concentrations. In its mist form, it is not able to be ignited. ''(Writer's note: If you need a comparison, think of hideous zippleback gas from HTTYD)''

: ● '''Energy Drain:''' One of Ianthe's go-tos for close-range combat. In a single encounter, Ianthe is able to fire off three Energy Drains, which pull large quantities of aether out of subjects and into her grimoire. If she attempts another, she will not be able to. If someone were to overload her Energy Drain, her grimoire would overload and wound her.

: ● '''Bio:''' A basic disease that Ianthe is able to force into the bodies of her opponents. This is nothing special, but can be a moderate to severe hindrance depending on her opponent's constitution.

: ● '''Fester:''' Ianthe has the ability to worsen either the effects of a disease on an opponent for several seconds at a time, further weakening them. She can only use this twice in an encounter.

: ● ''' Ignition:''' Using the lightning shards in her magitek arm, or with a spark of fire-aspected magic, Ianthe is able to ignite her miasma. This sets off a massive AOE blast for however far the concentrated mist extends. If the mist has begun to dispel, the miasma will not ignite. If she stands within the range of the blast, Ianthe will take severe damage herself.

: ● '''Sharpshooter:''' Ianthe is proficient with small guns, and can hit a target (with minimal sideways movement) both nearby and at range with fairly reliable accuracy. A stationary target is surely in grave danger.
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: <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; font-family:Georgia;">I ''heavily prefer'' freeform combat, but am familiar with the A Roll Reborn system, the XIV:CS system, and using simply roll vs roll combat. In combat, if Ianthe takes a single wound that draws blood, she is down for the count, as she has Hemophilia.
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=History=
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Ianthe was born in the ruined wasteland of Meracydia after Allag's first assault, which had been repelled by the dragons calling the continent home. Her mother was a poor woman who knew not Ianthe's father. When Ianthe was born with the man's striking red eyes, she had stumbled to the Allagan occupants along the Meracydian coast, disgraced and ashamed, and demanded that she be permitted a life within the empire with her "noble-blooded" child. Ajah was granted her wish, though not nearly as glamorously as she would have wished. Her and many other Meracydian refugees had been placed within a ghetto on the outskirts of the Allagan capital. Ianthe was raised here, living poorly with others of her origin for the first thirteen years of her life.

As a child, Ianthe had to fight adults and children for scraps of food thrown into landfills outside of the capital. Cruel Allagan children taunted the poor by tossing food scraps over the fences, which she'd battle tooth and claw for to feed both her and her mother. She was small. She was thin. She was on the verge of death multiple times. Because of her cursed eyes, she was seen as some sort of chimerical abomination by pureblooded Allagan children, and seen as a traitor and an enemy by the other Meracydians. To combat this, she covered her eyes with a scrap of fabric, or a visor, whenever she could. She could hardly see where she was going whenever she did, but it was her only option to keep out of fights. However, those who did know of her mixed heritage held it over her head, and the young bastard was forced to scavenge the very outskirts of the ghetto for food and trinkets. Several times she would run into groups of pureblood Allagan children on the other side of the fence, threatening that they would "skin the cat" and other cruel threats. In two separate encounters, she crossed the fence for a scrap of food, and was beaten with a wrench by the children of Allag waiting on the other side of the trap. A loose tooth of hers was knocked out (along with several other baby teeth), and the adult tooth growing in below grew in crooked and remained as such for the rest of her life. In her second encounter, the same children who had beaten her with a wrench crossed the fence, pinned her down, and taken a pair of garden shears to her tail, forcefully docking it. The scars remained with her for the rest of her life.

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After as much schooling as Allag would provide to the children of the ghetto, Ianthe enlisted in the Allagan military to earn her citizenship. From age 14 until 24, she served on a Ragnarok-class airship, mostly doing maintenance and tech work. Very little was she permitted to visit the front in Meracydia, where conflict had been at a standstill since before she was born. She did, however, participate in several tests of new technology, and with exceptional will to survive shown through them all, Ianthe was permitted a small scholarship to a low-end Allagan university.

For only two years did she attend the university, making few friends and once again being required to wear her visor to hide her eyes at all times. She earned a degree in IT at the age of 26, before leaving the university and all its discrimination behind. She spent a year searching for jobs that would hire her for more than a pittance, and found none. There was no place within Allagan society for a Meracydian bastard. And so, with all she shame of a beaten dog, Ianthe returned to the military for another five years, and was moved repeatedly between several other Ragnarok-class airships, and traveling the empire to keep her away from home.

While in Ilsabard, her and several others were assigned to a small town named Argos out in the desert, near modern-day Gyr Abania, for an unknown purpose. Little did any of them know, but a new prototype of beast was being tested for mental stability in real conditions. A chimera-- one of the Second Generation -- was released into the town. At first, its behavior went smoothly, and few citizens questioned the creature, until something unseen set it off.

The rampaging chimera destroyed several buildings, and the dragon's voice destroyed the electrical connection, and the unaware Ianthe and the others within the town rushed to take down the creature before it could obliterate more of the city. The second part of the trial had begun: neutralizing the chimera. As they worked to fell it with the pitiful weapons given to them before their assignment, the beast had focused on a group of fleeing civilians past Ianthe, and charged for them. In a last-ditch effort to protect the valuable lives of pureblooded Allagan citizens, Ianthe threw herself before the beast, and was swiftly pinned to the ground. Claws dug into her back, their bite lessened by her uniform enough to prevent scarring. From her left arm came a terrible pulling sensation. The blunted teeth of the goat's head of the chimera tore through the limb, and the beast ripped apart her arm in a matter of moments. Before it could do much worse, the beast was distracted and neutralized.

Ianthe was hospitalized following the incident, and remained as such for several weeks.

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After the incident in Argos, Ianthe was fitted with a prosthetic arm, and reassigned as an engineer to Azys Lla. She'd ideally spend the rest of her days wandering the isle as needed, repairing and running diagnostics on the machinery in various lower-level-access areas of the isle. It was a death sentence as well. More often than not were the employees on Azys Lla killed, whether for sport, in trials, or for legal violations. ''"The Empire thanks you for your sacrifice"'', every node was programmed to say.

However, the Meracydian would have none of that. Spurred on by her trauma and the desire to spare others from the same sort of suffering, Ianthe arranged a meeting with the director of chimerics. She accused him of embezzling funds from his own project. Neither confirming nor denying, he asked what she would do about it, and the woman replied simply. She would implore him to redirect funding towards the mental stability of the chimeras he oversaw the creation of. Though the man was not, as she believed, stealing funds, he saw an opportunity. He offered her this.

She saw him whenever he needed-- let him use her as he saw fit -- and he would redirect funding.

Having little respect for herself, being Meracydian, the woman agreed. ''"That's all you cats are good for,"'' he would often remark. From age 33 until age 38, she saw him. Sometimes daily. Sometimes weekly. Sometimes there would be a month between calls for her, but nonetheless, there was no end in sight from this hell she had immersed herself in. Within the first year, she was with child, and at 34 had her first daughter, named Allas. The director of chimerics was furious with her, and demanded that she ensure that she would never have children again. Unless, of course, she wanted this to become a public affair, and she would surely be put to death for laying with a pureblood who she was not married to or in a relationship with. And so she carried out his wishes, for five long years.

Through the middle of this, she met a kind young man, who was Ilsabardian, and worked as a program developer on Azys Lla. He could never tell her of his work, and she could never tell him of her secret life, but the two of them fell in love. His name was Iphis, and he loved her more than the moon and stars, and helped her raise Allas. They married when Ianthe was 37, and the affairs came to an end the next year. He never asked what troubled her, and never pushed his boundaries with her. He only wished for her to smile, and that would make them both happy.

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Ianthe and Iphis both retired from Azys Lla shortly after with the funds Iphis had recieved for completing his project. They lived some ways outside of the capital in Mor Dhona. When Ianthe was 43, a man came to her with a job. He had recently lost his wife during the birth of his daughter, [[Agora Agamira]]. He would pay Ianthe well to look after and raise Agora, as he was incredibly busy himself. Already looking after Allas, but with no other reason to decline, Ianthe accepted, and became Agora's adopted mother for the next nine years.

At 52, Ianthe was approached by several Allagans from Azys Lla, who heard of her notoriety. The second war with Meracydia was over, and Allag had won. Ianthe was one of very few adult bastards from either of the two wars who had gained citizenship, and thusly she was asked to provide a clone of herself to store within the Fractal Continuum, and to display to guests. She was to be the exhibit on what went ''wrong'' with Allag's war on Meracydia. Seeing no reason to refuse, she agreed, and provided the Fractal Continuum with a clone of herself. She left her soul crystal with the clone, as she no longer had any use for it.

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Beyond her cloning, the original Ianthe Metaxas lived well and long, until she was 81. She died of natural causes, and was presumably peaceful when she did. Agora and Allas lived longer, until Allas was uncovered bugging Allagan automatons in the slow decline of the empire. She threw herself from a building to save her pride, though her soul crystal lived on to be found many years later. The Allagan empire collapsed completely four years after Ianthe's death. Iphis lived to see the very end.

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: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">After a malfunction and subsequent shutdown of the containment facilities for a good portion of the Fractal Continuum, Ianthe and several other specimens were released from containment fairly recently. The clone, disoriented and unsure of who it was, fled the decrepit island of Azys Lla to Eorzea, and crash-landed a half-functioning drone in Thanalan. Unsure of who she was or where she was going, Ianthe wandered Ul'dah, almost drunkenly flinging about her origins. It wasn't for a several weeks that she heard of the fall of her empire. After her grief faded, and in her following anger, the Meracydian lashed out against an elezen named [[Leonnaux Altoix]].</font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Ianthe offered to teach Leonnaux arcanima, and while her offer was somewhat legitimate, she had an ulterior motive. She sought to turn Leonnaux into a vessel for her dead daughter. As the memories from her soul crystal finally started to settle in her, and the will of Ianthe Metaxas manifested within the clone, it initially rejected those memories, and turned them onto Leonnaux. She broke his arm, just as she had lost hers. She beat him, just as she had been beaten. And worst of all, she attempted to take the place of the director of chimerics, and nearly forced herself onto Leonnaux. Thankfully, he remembered one of her teachings, being Energy Drain, and brought her to the floor before she could enact her awful wishes on the boy. Subsequent attempts at betrayal, partially out of pure mental instability, and partially out of hatred for his theft of her daughter's soul crystal, led to Leonnaux's trust in her completely shattering. </font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> After the incident with Leonnaux, Ianthe moved on to form her own criminal syndicate with the help of several other Allagans she had discovered. They were hired for a job by [[Jihn'a Gahre]] to abduct [[Koh'si Jakkya]], which put Ianthe and one of her (now former) employees in a still-unresolved sticky situation. Throughout the course of this conflict, Ianthe began to realize just what she had been doing, and her mental instability from 5,000 years of stasis began to wear off. Horrified and unsure of where to go from there, the Meracydian tried desperately to make amends with Leonnaux. Shortly later, she attempted with Koh'si and his friends as well, only to be shot down and refused that comfort by all of them. She didn't get to feel better about what she did.</font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Shortly after, Ianthe fell in love with a miqo'te woman who made her realize the weight of her sins. She disbanded the syndicate, and founded a new company called the Incunabulum. Now, she simply goes as "The Curator". A recent run-in with Leonnaux and a girl named [[Edda Vincents]] left Ianthe wounded heavily, and on death's door. Shortly after, [[P'ianthe Aliapoh]] appeared in the Mythril Eye's obituary. Who she was has died, leaving a questioning Ianthe Metaxas trying to determine who she is in the wake of her second "death". </font></div>

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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#FF0033;" size="2">❤</font> In-Love</div>
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#D3C048;" size="3">♦</font> Platonic</div>
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#038936;" size="3">⛓</font> In-Law</div>
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✝</font> Deceased</div>
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=Rumors=
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: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "She's got an attitude fit to kill a man. If words could really cut ye, I'd be a dead man hearin' her conversations." — ''Quicksand Regular''.
: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "I heard that she calls herself 'The Curator' sometimes. Wonder what she's got to hide." — ''Mercenary''.
: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "Metaxas? That ain't a name I've ever 'eard. Ain't sound like any sort o' miqo'te name. Maybe a hyur, but she ain't look like one." — ''Innkeeper''.
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: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "Sometimes she comes in here to pray. She'll sit here hours on end, too. She's never invoked any of the Twelve, though." — ''Acolyte at Saint Adama Landama''.
: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "She used to smoke these crazy scented cigars all the time around here, but I haven't seen her with a drink or anything smoking in months. You think she quit cold turkey...?" — ''Gobsmacked Adventurer''.
: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "Her eyes are hypnotic, almost... Reminds me of something. Eh? What about them? Haven't you seen the way that they glow that awful shade of red?" — ''Scholarly Type''.
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: <font style="color:#00ff00;" size="2">■</font> "Look, don't quote me on it, but she isn't who she says she is. Ever hear the name P'ianthe Aliapoh? Turned up dead a few weeks back. That's gotta be her. I know it is." — ''Mythril Eye Reporter''.
: <font style="color:#00ff00;" size="2">■</font> "There used to be a lady with a fucked up left arm 'round 'ere. Called 'Nerve'. No one's ever seen 'er, 'cept that old syndicate that she used to lead. See that magitek left arm? Mmmhm. You catch the drift yet?" — ''Shady Info Broker''.

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: <font style="color:#0f0f0f;" size="2">■</font> "She's a lonely hag terrified the world is out to get her. Honestly, I find it surprising she has yet to fully lose her mind. It is only a matter of time." — ''[[Jihn'a Gahre]]''.


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=RP Info=
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: ■ <b>Ishgard/Coerthas:</b> Medium Probablility
: ■ <b>Gridania/Black Shroud:</b> Extremely Low Probability
: ■ <b>Limsa Lominsa/La Noscea:</b> High Probablility
: ■ <b>Ul'dah/Thanalan:</b> Very High Probability

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: ■ <b>Incunabulum:</b> Her business! She's known as the Curator there.
: ■ <b>The Vth Legion (?):</b> Sort of disbanded, but her connections are still there.
: ■ <b>Science!:</b> FC tag is <<NYAHA>>. Belongs to a friend of Ianthe's.
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">I like to consider myself a flexible player who is willing to commit to a number of different types of scenes and role-play scenarios, but even I have my limits. If something is on the play list, assume it means yes, as long as it's within the context of the current play or ongoing plot. No's are typically a hard no, and it means don't ask. </div></div>

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: ■ '''I will play''' dark themes, mildly sexual themes (NO ERP, FTB), mild gore. Long term plots, adventure, combat, etc. Only write ships with me if you're ready for me to literally never leave you alone because I love ships and Ianthe is a lonely old lady.

: ■ '''Ask about''' mortal wounds (this could be any wound that breaks Ianthe's skin-- she has hemophilia) and rape themes. I know it's in her backstory, but that doesn't mean it needs to happen in RP.

: ■ '''I won't play''' character death, dismemberment (unless you grab her magitek hand and run), or any "ask" themes that weren't asked about. </div></div>

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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">While the below is by no means comprehensive, it's a kind of spring board for walk-up RP. Longer plots that are meant to run for more than a few quick RP's, please feel free to send me a tell so we can work out a good reason for our characters to get to know one another. I'm always looking for RP. </div></div>

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: ■ Things she's got in her pockets! Jack 'em or ask about 'em! She won't bite! I hope...
: ■ The Incunabulum! She does run a business, you know.
: ■ Her eyes are always a good conversation starter. People overuse red eyes to hell and back, but they're still a vital part of Allagan history.
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=OOC Notes=
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">There is a lot of information on this character wiki, but it is by no means completely comprehensive. There are chunks of backstory that are left intentionally vague so that details can be later added as developed through creative writing or in role-play revelation. Feel free to use Common or Uncommon rumors freely, if you want to use a Rare Rumor as a plot hook or to spark RP, I would ask that you send me a tell first, to make certain it's alright.</div></div>

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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">Ianthe has been written very carefully with months of work and research to be sure that she complies fully to lore, despite her far-fetched origins. If there is anything you are unclear on as far as her lore goes, please ask! I promise there's an answer to everything! Everything concerning this character that has not been explicitly confirmed by in-game lore should otherwise be taken with a grain of salt. Anything that has had to be changed because of lore shifting will be noted below.</div></div>
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: ■ Minor backstory retcons to conform to lore.
: ■ Character motivation retcon due to OOC conflict.
: ■ Character "death" rewritten for lore.
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">In case it wasn't clear, Ianthe is just a Meracydian/Allagan bastard with a lot of problems. </div></div>

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:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">■ FC Website: [http://incunabulum.enjin.com/ <<INK>>]</div></div>

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:: ■ [http://tvtropes.org/ who even has time to read through tvtropes anymore though]
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=Credits=
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: <div align=justify><div style="padding: 2px 1px;font-size:13px; color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;">This wiki is constantly changing as the character’s story changes. It was last modified on Month ##th, 2016.<br><br>A blank version of the wiki template can be found [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Glioca_Character_Template_v2 here]</div></div>
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::■ Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]].
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[[Category: Player Character]]
[[Category: Balmung]]
[[Category: Miqo'te]]
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2017-04-07T00:16:00Z

Armoroad:

Ianthe Metaxas

2017-04-02T20:48:35Z

Armoroad: /* Rumors */

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NICKNAMES...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;">P'ianthe Aliapoh ; Nerve ; The Curator</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''RACE & CLAN...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> Miqo'te (?) , Unknown</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''GENDER...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> Female</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''AGE...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> Fifty-three</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NAMEDAY...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;">25<sup>th</sup> Sun of the 2<sup>rd</sup> Umbral Moon, 3rd Astral Era</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''ORIENTATION...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;padding:0px 5px;">Pansexual</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''MARITAL STATUS...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;padding:0px 5px;">Widowed</font>


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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''CITIZENSHIP...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> ??? </font>

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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Having always been afraid of her eyes, and having always felt as if they were a curse, often times does Ianthe hide them or cover them. They practically glow in dim light, their crimson is so vibrant and unsettling. Several times have men found themselves lost in her eyes, subject to her will. They are a burden and a sign of her betrayal, and a sensitive subject. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe's hair is kept short and usually bobbed, out of the way and easily manageable. Recently, she's allowed it to grow out some. It is usually dark and black, shot through with varying amounts of gray.</div>

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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> There are a number of defining features about Ianthe, many of them not readily apparent to those who have recently met her. The most obvious, however, and most defining traits, would be her bobbed tail, and her magitek left arm. Neither came of natural causes. The magitek arm is of clear Garlean make, and has several lightning-aspected crystals hidden within as both a power source and a way to weaponize it. It is a simple metallic gray, lined with blue ceruleum circuits. The bobbed tail -- her other obvious defining feature -- is quite clearly not natural in the way that she moves it, and the way that it ends. Rather, it was docked some time ago. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Among her less apparent traits are telltale tufted ears, much like a lynx's, a small scar on her left cheek, and a crooked lower canine. Her ears are long and pointed, and tufted at the ends, unlike the vast majority of modern miqo'te. Perhaps this can speak to her anachronism to those who are particularly learned. On her left cheek, a very small scar rests, though she'll never tell where it came from. When she speaks, and when she snarls (however infrequently she allows instinct to drive her actions), a crooked and snaggled tooth is visible beneath her lower lip, also on the left side. It doesn't seem to be loose-- just at an odd angle. She never complains of it. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> The woman's complextion is clear, however sickly and pale she seems to be. Those who know her will note the obvious fluctuation in her apparent age, seemingly between her mid-twenties and her mid-forties. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe cannot seem to be clean enough at times. There's something that seems to drive her to stay perfectly clean, bathing regularly, and at times more often than she ought to. Her skin as a result is rather dry, but cleaner than you would expect. She smells rather nice as well, like a rather potent flower. Her hair is soft and smooth, and to the touch, as is most of Ianthe, disregarding her magitek arm. She takes great care of herself, as far as hygiene goes. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> However, it's a borderline obsession. She seems to believe that no matter how clean she keeps herself, she has some sort of unshakable filth upon her. She's hardly ever seen without gloves, and hardly allows contact from anyone. If you get the chance to hold her, or even shake hands ungloved, it's a sign of deep trust. Despite the covering of her hands, she tends to wear more revealing outfits when she's comfortable. Just as easily as her mood swings, as does her taste in clothes, however, and she often drastically changes how she appears. Either she wears hardly anything at all, or she's almost completely covered. Often she'll cover her eyes at the very least, unless with a group she's particularly comfortable around. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe could be described by some as moody, or even bipolar at times. She can change from forgiving and kind to cruel and unnerving at the drop of a hat. While she makes a conscious effort to be kind to those she meets, the Meracydian has more trouble than she'd like to admit controlling her temper. When under stress, she avoids discussion of the topics with all those but the people she remains the closest to, and as a direct result, her anger grows more vehement with the passage of time when it boils over. She seems to be restraining herself at all times. Whether from breaking down crying or from anger remains unclear. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe speaks softly most of the time, and with a lighter accent than a majority of Eorzeans. One could call her speech a little "rounded at the edges", if they were particularly kinesthetic. At times, her speech is unsure or out of order, as Eorzean is not her first language by any account. Rather, it's her third spoken languge, and second writen. Her letters often are marred by scribbled out Allagan in the margins and terrible misspellings. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe seems to have a very neutral standpoint, and sometimes idealist. Perhaps it can be attributed to her devotion to her Goddess, but the Meracydian seems quite intent on the concept of "balance". Mostly, her beliefs seem to center around her balancing her personal wrongs, which are not exactly few in number, and the wrongs of her dead empire. Earning respect, learning about her, and even being worth her time of day are all dependant upon her mood at the time, and how it aligns with her ideals on the balance of the world. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe very often fills the role of being an old coot, and often does not. She is mentally unstable to a degree, in part due to her synthetic nature. If you're close to her at all (or if she finds you trustworthy to any small degree), she might take it upon herself to talk about herself, and about her past. She doesn't disclose much about Allag itself, but ask about her experiences and you're sure to get a lengthy talk out of the woman, no matter what subject you focus on. However, she is just as quick to change subjects if you mention something sensitive to any great length. Her arm, not so much. Her tail, a bit more-so. Ask about her eyes and you'll get nothing. Questions that for any reason pry into her affairs or her husband, she'll avoid altogether, or often times become enraged at the mention of. As mentioned before, she's very quick to anger. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">For a Meracydian/Miqo'te, Ianthe is incredibly civilized and keeps herself carefully controlled. She keeps her speech formal, her ears and tail as still as she can help, and her behaviors civil. As of late, acclimation to Eorzea has caused the woman's posture to degrade, for her attitude to slip through, and her ears and tail to 'reanimate'. While instinctual behaviors like cat-naps, lashing out, and hissing or growling are still all incredibly jarring to her, and she does her damnedest to avoid them, Ianthe has given in to instinct on more than one occasion now.</div>


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: ● Coffee
: ● Reading
: ● Arcanima
: ● Talking about herself
: ● Being held
: ● Being a smartass
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: ● Allag
: ● Herself
: ● Meracydia
: ● Au Ra
: ● "Adventurer" types

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: ● Decent with a gun
: ● High aetheric ability
: ● Quick to learn
: ● Left-handed
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=Combat=
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: <b>High:</b> Aetheric Capability, Strategy
: <b>Above Average:</b> Conviction
: <b>Average:</b> Will
: <b>Low:</b> Endurance, Strength
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: <b>Mastery:</b> Disease
: <b>Expert:</b> Energy Drain
: <b>Average:</b> General Aetheric Manipulation
: <b>Novice:</b> Healing
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: <b>Mastery:</b> None
: <b>Expert:</b> Gun
: <b>Average:</b> Knife
: <b>Novice:</b> None
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: <b>High:</b> Creative Use of Environment
: <b>Above Average:</b> Strategizing
: <b>Average:</b> Reaction Time
: <b>Low:</b> Pain Tolerance, Stamina
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: ● '''Tech Proficiency:''' Ianthe is very skilled with ancient technology and that of Garlean or magitek make. "Very skilled" only applies to modern standards, however. Highly complex Allagan technology is still out of her grasp, though there is nothing of Garlean make she couldn't pick apart and piece back together (likely slightly better). She was an engineer/mechanic for many years, and is no stranger to working with technology.


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: ● '''Miasma:''' Ianthe's grimoire has the ability to produce a thick miasma both in and outside of combat. It is a thick purple haze, and is highly flammable in high concentrations. In its mist form, it is not able to be ignited. ''(Writer's note: If you need a comparison, think of hideous zippleback gas from HTTYD)''

: ● '''Energy Drain:''' One of Ianthe's go-tos for close-range combat. In a single encounter, Ianthe is able to fire off three Energy Drains, which pull large quantities of aether out of subjects and into her grimoire. If she attempts another, she will not be able to. If someone were to overload her Energy Drain, her grimoire would overload and wound her.

: ● '''Bio:''' A basic disease that Ianthe is able to force into the bodies of her opponents. This is nothing special, but can be a moderate to severe hindrance depending on her opponent's constitution.

: ● '''Fester:''' Ianthe has the ability to worsen either the effects of a disease on an opponent for several seconds at a time, further weakening them. She can only use this twice in an encounter.

: ● ''' Ignition:''' Using the lightning shards in her magitek arm, or with a spark of fire-aspected magic, Ianthe is able to ignite her miasma. This sets off a massive AOE blast for however far the concentrated mist extends. If the mist has begun to dispel, the miasma will not ignite. If she stands within the range of the blast, Ianthe will take severe damage herself.

: ● '''Sharpshooter:''' Ianthe is proficient with small guns, and can hit a target (with minimal sideways movement) both nearby and at range with fairly reliable accuracy. A stationary target is surely in grave danger.
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=History=
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Ianthe was born in the ruined wasteland of Meracydia after Allag's first assault, which had been repelled by the dragons calling the continent home. Her mother was a poor woman who knew not Ianthe's father. When Ianthe was born with the man's striking red eyes, she had stumbled to the Allagan occupants along the Meracydian coast, disgraced and ashamed, and demanded that she be permitted a life within the empire with her "noble-blooded" child. Ajah was granted her wish, though not nearly as glamorously as she would have wished. Her and many other Meracydian refugees had been placed within a ghetto on the outskirts of the Allagan capital. Ianthe was raised here, living poorly with others of her origin for the first thirteen years of her life.

As a child, Ianthe had to fight adults and children for scraps of food thrown into landfills outside of the capital. Cruel Allagan children taunted the poor by tossing food scraps over the fences, which she'd battle tooth and claw for to feed both her and her mother. She was small. She was thin. She was on the verge of death multiple times. Because of her cursed eyes, she was seen as some sort of chimerical abomination by pureblooded Allagan children, and seen as a traitor and an enemy by the other Meracydians. To combat this, she covered her eyes with a scrap of fabric, or a visor, whenever she could. She could hardly see where she was going whenever she did, but it was her only option to keep out of fights. However, those who did know of her mixed heritage held it over her head, and the young bastard was forced to scavenge the very outskirts of the ghetto for food and trinkets. Several times she would run into groups of pureblood Allagan children on the other side of the fence, threatening that they would "skin the cat" and other cruel threats. In two separate encounters, she crossed the fence for a scrap of food, and was beaten with a wrench by the children of Allag waiting on the other side of the trap. A loose tooth of hers was knocked out (along with several other baby teeth), and the adult tooth growing in below grew in crooked and remained as such for the rest of her life. In her second encounter, the same children who had beaten her with a wrench crossed the fence, pinned her down, and taken a pair of garden shears to her tail, forcefully docking it. The scars remained with her for the rest of her life.

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After as much schooling as Allag would provide to the children of the ghetto, Ianthe enlisted in the Allagan military to earn her citizenship. From age 14 until 24, she served on a Ragnarok-class airship, mostly doing maintenance and tech work. Very little was she permitted to visit the front in Meracydia, where conflict had been at a standstill since before she was born. She did, however, participate in several tests of new technology, and with exceptional will to survive shown through them all, Ianthe was permitted a small scholarship to a low-end Allagan university.

For only two years did she attend the university, making few friends and once again being required to wear her visor to hide her eyes at all times. She earned a degree in IT at the age of 26, before leaving the university and all its discrimination behind. She spent a year searching for jobs that would hire her for more than a pittance, and found none. There was no place within Allagan society for a Meracydian bastard. And so, with all she shame of a beaten dog, Ianthe returned to the military for another five years, and was moved repeatedly between several other Ragnarok-class airships, and traveling the empire to keep her away from home.

While in Ilsabard, her and several others were assigned to a small town named Argos out in the desert, near modern-day Gyr Abania, for an unknown purpose. Little did any of them know, but a new prototype of beast was being tested for mental stability in real conditions. A chimera-- one of the Second Generation -- was released into the town. At first, its behavior went smoothly, and few citizens questioned the creature, until something unseen set it off.

The rampaging chimera destroyed several buildings, and the dragon's voice destroyed the electrical connection, and the unaware Ianthe and the others within the town rushed to take down the creature before it could obliterate more of the city. The second part of the trial had begun: neutralizing the chimera. As they worked to fell it with the pitiful weapons given to them before their assignment, the beast had focused on a group of fleeing civilians past Ianthe, and charged for them. In a last-ditch effort to protect the valuable lives of pureblooded Allagan citizens, Ianthe threw herself before the beast, and was swiftly pinned to the ground. Claws dug into her back, their bite lessened by her uniform enough to prevent scarring. From her left arm came a terrible pulling sensation. The blunted teeth of the goat's head of the chimera tore through the limb, and the beast ripped apart her arm in a matter of moments. Before it could do much worse, the beast was distracted and neutralized.

Ianthe was hospitalized following the incident, and remained as such for several weeks.

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After the incident in Argos, Ianthe was fitted with a prosthetic arm, and reassigned as an engineer to Azys Lla. She'd ideally spend the rest of her days wandering the isle as needed, repairing and running diagnostics on the machinery in various lower-level-access areas of the isle. It was a death sentence as well. More often than not were the employees on Azys Lla killed, whether for sport, in trials, or for legal violations. ''"The Empire thanks you for your sacrifice"'', every node was programmed to say.

However, the Meracydian would have none of that. Spurred on by her trauma and the desire to spare others from the same sort of suffering, Ianthe arranged a meeting with the director of chimerics. She accused him of embezzling funds from his own project. Neither confirming nor denying, he asked what she would do about it, and the woman replied simply. She would implore him to redirect funding towards the mental stability of the chimeras he oversaw the creation of. Though the man was not, as she believed, stealing funds, he saw an opportunity. He offered her this.

She saw him whenever he needed-- let him use her as he saw fit -- and he would redirect funding.

Having little respect for herself, being Meracydian, the woman agreed. ''"That's all you cats are good for,"'' he would often remark. From age 33 until age 38, she saw him. Sometimes daily. Sometimes weekly. Sometimes there would be a month between calls for her, but nonetheless, there was no end in sight from this hell she had immersed herself in. Within the first year, she was with child, and at 34 had her first daughter, named Allas. The director of chimerics was furious with her, and demanded that she ensure that she would never have children again. Unless, of course, she wanted this to become a public affair, and she would surely be put to death for laying with a pureblood who she was not married to or in a relationship with. And so she carried out his wishes, for five long years.

Through the middle of this, she met a kind young man, who was Ilsabardian, and worked as a program developer on Azys Lla. He could never tell her of his work, and she could never tell him of her secret life, but the two of them fell in love. His name was Iphis, and he loved her more than the moon and stars, and helped her raise Allas. They married when Ianthe was 37, and the affairs came to an end the next year. He never asked what troubled her, and never pushed his boundaries with her. He only wished for her to smile, and that would make them both happy.

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Ianthe and Iphis both retired from Azys Lla shortly after with the funds Iphis had recieved for completing his project. They lived some ways outside of the capital in Mor Dhona. When Ianthe was 43, a man came to her with a job. He had recently lost his wife during the birth of his daughter, [[Agora Agamira]]. He would pay Ianthe well to look after and raise Agora, as he was incredibly busy himself. Already looking after Allas, but with no other reason to decline, Ianthe accepted, and became Agora's adopted mother for the next nine years.

At 52, Ianthe was approached by several Allagans from Azys Lla, who heard of her notoriety. The second war with Meracydia was over, and Allag had won. Ianthe was one of very few adult bastards from either of the two wars who had gained citizenship, and thusly she was asked to provide a clone of herself to store within the Fractal Continuum, and to display to guests. She was to be the exhibit on what went ''wrong'' with Allag's war on Meracydia. Seeing no reason to refuse, she agreed, and provided the Fractal Continuum with a clone of herself. She left her soul crystal with the clone, as she no longer had any use for it.

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Beyond her cloning, the original Ianthe Metaxas lived well and long, until she was 81. She died of natural causes, and was presumably peaceful when she did. Agora and Allas lived longer, until Allas was uncovered bugging Allagan automatons in the slow decline of the empire. She threw herself from a building to save her pride, though her soul crystal lived on to be found many years later. The Allagan empire collapsed completely four years after Ianthe's death. Iphis lived to see the very end.

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<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#999999;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-variant: small-caps;"><b>The following is history pertaining to the beginning of the character's in-game roleplay onwards.</b></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">After a malfunction and subsequent shutdown of the containment facilities for a good portion of the Fractal Continuum, Ianthe and several other specimens were released from containment fairly recently. The clone, disoriented and unsure of who it was, fled the decrepit island of Azys Lla to Eorzea, and crash-landed a half-functioning drone in Thanalan. Unsure of who she was or where she was going, Ianthe wandered Ul'dah, almost drunkenly flinging about her origins. It wasn't for a several weeks that she heard of the fall of her empire. After her grief faded, and in her following anger, the Meracydian lashed out against an elezen named [[Leonnaux Altoix]].</font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Ianthe offered to teach Leonnaux arcanima, and while her offer was somewhat legitimate, she had an ulterior motive. She sought to turn Leonnaux into a vessel for her dead daughter. As the memories from her soul crystal finally started to settle in her, and the will of Ianthe Metaxas manifested within the clone, it initially rejected those memories, and turned them onto Leonnaux. She broke his arm, just as she had lost hers. She beat him, just as she had been beaten. And worst of all, she attempted to take the place of the director of chimerics, and nearly forced herself onto Leonnaux. Thankfully, he remembered one of her teachings, being Energy Drain, and brought her to the floor before she could enact her awful wishes on the boy. Subsequent attempts at betrayal, partially out of pure mental instability, and partially out of hatred for his theft of her daughter's soul crystal, led to Leonnaux's trust in her completely shattering. </font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> After the incident with Leonnaux, Ianthe moved on to form her own criminal syndicate with the help of several other Allagans she had discovered. They were hired for a job by [[Jihn'a Gahre]] to abduct [[Koh'si Jakkya]], which put Ianthe and one of her (now former) employees in a still-unresolved sticky situation. Throughout the course of this conflict, Ianthe began to realize just what she had been doing, and her mental instability from 5,000 years of stasis began to wear off. Horrified and unsure of where to go from there, the Meracydian tried desperately to make amends with Leonnaux. Shortly later, she attempted with Koh'si and his friends as well, only to be shot down and refused that comfort by all of them. She didn't get to feel better about what she did.</font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Shortly after, Ianthe fell in love with a miqo'te woman who made her realize the weight of her sins. She disbanded the syndicate, and founded a new company called the Incunabulum. Now, she simply goes as "The Curator". A recent run-in with Leonnaux and a girl named [[Edda Vincents]] left Ianthe wounded heavily, and on death's door. Shortly after, [[P'ianthe Aliapoh]] appeared in the Mythril Eye's obituary. Who she was has died, leaving a questioning Ianthe Metaxas trying to determine who she is in the wake of her second "death". </font></div>

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=Relationships=
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#FF0033;" size="2">❤</font> In-Love</div>
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#D3C048;" size="3">♦</font> Platonic</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">💔</font> Former Partner</div><br>
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font> Neutral</div>

<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">●</font> Negative</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">≈</font> Unsure</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✝</font> Deceased</div>
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| Ianthe's precious daughter, who died sailing from a window to save her pride. Her soul crystal remains in the possession of [[Leonnaux Altoix]].
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| Jun'to has never failed to surprise Ianthe. They first met over the ordeal with [[Koh'si Jakkya]], and Ianthe wanted a relation in return for Koh'si's protection on her end. She ended up later on falling in love with his (now former) wife, [[X'myra Bhen]], though she never came to see her while she was on death's doorstep, through her weeks of suffering. Jun'to, however, prayed for her after her "death". He even called her a friend. Even more surprising about this was that Jun'to had previously condemned her for her wrongs against Leonnaux.
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px font-variant:small-caps;"><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="2">●</font><b>[[Avidia Iuvenlis]],</b> <i>Trusted Friend</i> - <b>A Reminder</b></div>
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=Rumors=
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<p><div align=center><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><small>Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated.</small></div></div></p>

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: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "She's got an attitude fit to kill a man. If words could really cut ye, I'd be a dead man hearin' her conversations." — ''Quicksand Regular''.
: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "I heard that she calls herself 'The Curator' sometimes. Wonder what she's got to hide." — ''Mercenary''.
: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "Metaxas? That ain't a name I've ever 'eard. Ain't sound like any sort o' miqo'te name. Maybe a hyur, but she ain't look like one." — ''Innkeeper''.
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: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "Sometimes she comes in here to pray. She'll sit here hours on end, too. She's never invoked any of the Twelve, though." — ''Acolyte at Saint Adama Landama''.
: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "She used to smoke these crazy scented cigars all the time around here, but I haven't seen her with a drink or anything smoking in months. You think she quit cold turkey...?" — ''Gobsmacked Adventurer''.
: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "Her eyes are hypnotic, almost... Reminds me of something. Eh? What about them? Haven't you seen the way that they glow that awful shade of red?" — ''Scholarly Type''.
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: <font style="color:#00ff00;" size="2">■</font> "Look, don't quote me on it, but she isn't who she says she is. Ever hear the name P'ianthe Aliapoh? Turned up dead a few weeks back. That's gotta be her. I know it is." — ''Mythril Eye Reporter''.
: <font style="color:#00ff00;" size="2">■</font> "There used to be a lady with a fucked up left arm 'round 'ere. Called 'Nerve'. No one's ever seen 'er, 'cept that old syndicate that she used to lead. See that magitek left arm? Mmmhm. You catch the drift yet?" — ''Shady Info Broker''.

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: <font style="color:#0f0f0f;" size="2">■</font> "She's a lonely hag terrified the world is out to get her. Honestly, I find it surprising she has yet to fully lose her mind. It is only a matter of time." — ''[[Jihn'a Gahre]]''.


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:: Composers: Eliza Rickman
:: <small>Origin: n/a
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File:Ianthe1.png | Commissioned from [http://indusfera.deviantart.com/ InduSfera]
File:Ianthe2.png| Commissioned from [http://fainfaineant.tumblr.com/ Fainfaineant]
File:Ianthe3.png| Commission from [http://ezrodraws.tumblr.com/ Ezro]
File:Ianthe4.png| Commisson from [http://corykatze.deviantart.com/ Corykatze]
File:Ianthe5.png| Gift from [http://morika.tumblr.com/ Morika]
File:Ianthe6.png| Commisson from [http://ezrodraws.tumblr.com/ Ezro]
File:Ianthe7.png| Commisson from [http://2moros.deviantart.com/ 2moros]
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=RP Info=
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: ■ <b>Ishgard/Coerthas:</b> Medium Probablility
: ■ <b>Gridania/Black Shroud:</b> Extremely Low Probability
: ■ <b>Limsa Lominsa/La Noscea:</b> High Probablility
: ■ <b>Ul'dah/Thanalan:</b> Very High Probability

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: ■ <b>Incunabulum:</b> Her business! She's known as the Curator there.
: ■ <b>The Vth Legion (?):</b> Sort of disbanded, but her connections are still there.
: ■ <b>Science!:</b> FC tag is <<NYAHA>>. Belongs to a friend of Ianthe's.
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: ■ <b>Grimoire OR gun:</b> Better armed than dead. Grimoire also heavily warded. Do not open: Risk of death.


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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">I like to consider myself a flexible player who is willing to commit to a number of different types of scenes and role-play scenarios, but even I have my limits. If something is on the play list, assume it means yes, as long as it's within the context of the current play or ongoing plot. No's are typically a hard no, and it means don't ask. </div></div>

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: ■ '''I will play''' dark themes, mildly sexual themes (NO ERP, FTB), mild gore. Long term plots, adventure, combat, etc. Only write ships with me if you're ready for me to literally never leave you alone because I love ships and Ianthe is a lonely old lady.

: ■ '''Ask about''' mortal wounds (this could be any wound that breaks Ianthe's skin-- she has hemophilia) and rape themes. I know it's in her backstory, but that doesn't mean it needs to happen in RP.

: ■ '''I won't play''' character death, dismemberment (unless you grab her magitek hand and run), or any "ask" themes that weren't asked about. </div></div>

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: ■ Things she's got in her pockets! Jack 'em or ask about 'em! She won't bite! I hope...
: ■ The Incunabulum! She does run a business, you know.
: ■ Her eyes are always a good conversation starter. People overuse red eyes to hell and back, but they're still a vital part of Allagan history.
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: ■ Minor backstory retcons to conform to lore.
: ■ Character motivation retcon due to OOC conflict.
: ■ Character "death" rewritten for lore.
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:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">■ FC Website: [http://incunabulum.enjin.com/ <<INK>>]</div></div>

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:: ■ [http://tvtropes.org/ who even has time to read through tvtropes anymore though]
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=Credits=
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::■ Adapted by [[Xheja Rajhera]].
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::■ Header image inspired by [[D'lyhhia Lhuil]].
::■ Music bits from [[J'karu Rhome]].
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[[Category: Player Character]]
[[Category: Balmung]]
[[Category: Miqo'te]]
[[Category: Seeker Miqo'te]]

Ianthe Metaxas

2017-04-02T20:47:34Z

Armoroad: im an idiot

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=Details=
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''FULL NAME...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;">Ianthe Zena Metaxas</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NICKNAMES...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;">P'ianthe Aliapoh ; Nerve ; The Curator</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''RACE & CLAN...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> Miqo'te (?) , Unknown</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''GENDER...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> Female</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''AGE...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> Fifty-three</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NAMEDAY...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;">25<sup>th</sup> Sun of the 2<sup>rd</sup> Umbral Moon, 3rd Astral Era</font>

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''CITIZENSHIP...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> ??? </font>

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''OCCUPATION...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;"> Curator of the Incunabulum</font>

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''HEIGHT...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;padding:0px 5px;">5 fulms, 0 ilms</font>

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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Having always been afraid of her eyes, and having always felt as if they were a curse, often times does Ianthe hide them or cover them. They practically glow in dim light, their crimson is so vibrant and unsettling. Several times have men found themselves lost in her eyes, subject to her will. They are a burden and a sign of her betrayal, and a sensitive subject. </div>

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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> There are a number of defining features about Ianthe, many of them not readily apparent to those who have recently met her. The most obvious, however, and most defining traits, would be her bobbed tail, and her magitek left arm. Neither came of natural causes. The magitek arm is of clear Garlean make, and has several lightning-aspected crystals hidden within as both a power source and a way to weaponize it. It is a simple metallic gray, lined with blue ceruleum circuits. The bobbed tail -- her other obvious defining feature -- is quite clearly not natural in the way that she moves it, and the way that it ends. Rather, it was docked some time ago. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Among her less apparent traits are telltale tufted ears, much like a lynx's, a small scar on her left cheek, and a crooked lower canine. Her ears are long and pointed, and tufted at the ends, unlike the vast majority of modern miqo'te. Perhaps this can speak to her anachronism to those who are particularly learned. On her left cheek, a very small scar rests, though she'll never tell where it came from. When she speaks, and when she snarls (however infrequently she allows instinct to drive her actions), a crooked and snaggled tooth is visible beneath her lower lip, also on the left side. It doesn't seem to be loose-- just at an odd angle. She never complains of it. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> The woman's complextion is clear, however sickly and pale she seems to be. Those who know her will note the obvious fluctuation in her apparent age, seemingly between her mid-twenties and her mid-forties. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe cannot seem to be clean enough at times. There's something that seems to drive her to stay perfectly clean, bathing regularly, and at times more often than she ought to. Her skin as a result is rather dry, but cleaner than you would expect. She smells rather nice as well, like a rather potent flower. Her hair is soft and smooth, and to the touch, as is most of Ianthe, disregarding her magitek arm. She takes great care of herself, as far as hygiene goes. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> However, it's a borderline obsession. She seems to believe that no matter how clean she keeps herself, she has some sort of unshakable filth upon her. She's hardly ever seen without gloves, and hardly allows contact from anyone. If you get the chance to hold her, or even shake hands ungloved, it's a sign of deep trust. Despite the covering of her hands, she tends to wear more revealing outfits when she's comfortable. Just as easily as her mood swings, as does her taste in clothes, however, and she often drastically changes how she appears. Either she wears hardly anything at all, or she's almost completely covered. Often she'll cover her eyes at the very least, unless with a group she's particularly comfortable around. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe could be described by some as moody, or even bipolar at times. She can change from forgiving and kind to cruel and unnerving at the drop of a hat. While she makes a conscious effort to be kind to those she meets, the Meracydian has more trouble than she'd like to admit controlling her temper. When under stress, she avoids discussion of the topics with all those but the people she remains the closest to, and as a direct result, her anger grows more vehement with the passage of time when it boils over. She seems to be restraining herself at all times. Whether from breaking down crying or from anger remains unclear. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe speaks softly most of the time, and with a lighter accent than a majority of Eorzeans. One could call her speech a little "rounded at the edges", if they were particularly kinesthetic. At times, her speech is unsure or out of order, as Eorzean is not her first language by any account. Rather, it's her third spoken languge, and second writen. Her letters often are marred by scribbled out Allagan in the margins and terrible misspellings. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe seems to have a very neutral standpoint, and sometimes idealist. Perhaps it can be attributed to her devotion to her Goddess, but the Meracydian seems quite intent on the concept of "balance". Mostly, her beliefs seem to center around her balancing her personal wrongs, which are not exactly few in number, and the wrongs of her dead empire. Earning respect, learning about her, and even being worth her time of day are all dependant upon her mood at the time, and how it aligns with her ideals on the balance of the world. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe very often fills the role of being an old coot, and often does not. She is mentally unstable to a degree, in part due to her synthetic nature. If you're close to her at all (or if she finds you trustworthy to any small degree), she might take it upon herself to talk about herself, and about her past. She doesn't disclose much about Allag itself, but ask about her experiences and you're sure to get a lengthy talk out of the woman, no matter what subject you focus on. However, she is just as quick to change subjects if you mention something sensitive to any great length. Her arm, not so much. Her tail, a bit more-so. Ask about her eyes and you'll get nothing. Questions that for any reason pry into her affairs or her husband, she'll avoid altogether, or often times become enraged at the mention of. As mentioned before, she's very quick to anger. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">For a Meracydian/Miqo'te, Ianthe is incredibly civilized and keeps herself carefully controlled. She keeps her speech formal, her ears and tail as still as she can help, and her behaviors civil. As of late, acclimation to Eorzea has caused the woman's posture to degrade, for her attitude to slip through, and her ears and tail to 'reanimate'. While instinctual behaviors like cat-naps, lashing out, and hissing or growling are still all incredibly jarring to her, and she does her damnedest to avoid them, Ianthe has given in to instinct on more than one occasion now.</div>


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: ● Coffee
: ● Reading
: ● Arcanima
: ● Talking about herself
: ● Being held
: ● Being a smartass
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: ● Allag
: ● Herself
: ● Meracydia
: ● Au Ra
: ● "Adventurer" types

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: ● Decent with a gun
: ● High aetheric ability
: ● Quick to learn
: ● Left-handed
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=Combat=
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: <b>High:</b> Aetheric Capability, Strategy
: <b>Above Average:</b> Conviction
: <b>Average:</b> Will
: <b>Low:</b> Endurance, Strength
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: <b>Mastery:</b> Disease
: <b>Expert:</b> Energy Drain
: <b>Average:</b> General Aetheric Manipulation
: <b>Novice:</b> Healing
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: <b>Mastery:</b> None
: <b>Expert:</b> Gun
: <b>Average:</b> Knife
: <b>Novice:</b> None
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: <b>High:</b> Creative Use of Environment
: <b>Above Average:</b> Strategizing
: <b>Average:</b> Reaction Time
: <b>Low:</b> Pain Tolerance, Stamina
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: ● '''Tech Proficiency:''' Ianthe is very skilled with ancient technology and that of Garlean or magitek make. "Very skilled" only applies to modern standards, however. Highly complex Allagan technology is still out of her grasp, though there is nothing of Garlean make she couldn't pick apart and piece back together (likely slightly better). She was an engineer/mechanic for many years, and is no stranger to working with technology.


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: ● '''Miasma:''' Ianthe's grimoire has the ability to produce a thick miasma both in and outside of combat. It is a thick purple haze, and is highly flammable in high concentrations. In its mist form, it is not able to be ignited. ''(Writer's note: If you need a comparison, think of hideous zippleback gas from HTTYD)''

: ● '''Energy Drain:''' One of Ianthe's go-tos for close-range combat. In a single encounter, Ianthe is able to fire off three Energy Drains, which pull large quantities of aether out of subjects and into her grimoire. If she attempts another, she will not be able to. If someone were to overload her Energy Drain, her grimoire would overload and wound her.

: ● '''Bio:''' A basic disease that Ianthe is able to force into the bodies of her opponents. This is nothing special, but can be a moderate to severe hindrance depending on her opponent's constitution.

: ● '''Fester:''' Ianthe has the ability to worsen either the effects of a disease on an opponent for several seconds at a time, further weakening them. She can only use this twice in an encounter.

: ● ''' Ignition:''' Using the lightning shards in her magitek arm, or with a spark of fire-aspected magic, Ianthe is able to ignite her miasma. This sets off a massive AOE blast for however far the concentrated mist extends. If the mist has begun to dispel, the miasma will not ignite. If she stands within the range of the blast, Ianthe will take severe damage herself.

: ● '''Sharpshooter:''' Ianthe is proficient with small guns, and can hit a target (with minimal sideways movement) both nearby and at range with fairly reliable accuracy. A stationary target is surely in grave danger.
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: <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; font-family:Georgia;">I ''heavily prefer'' freeform combat, but am familiar with the A Roll Reborn system, the XIV:CS system, and using simply roll vs roll combat. In combat, if Ianthe takes a single wound that draws blood, she is down for the count, as she has Hemophilia.
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Ianthe was born in the ruined wasteland of Meracydia after Allag's first assault, which had been repelled by the dragons calling the continent home. Her mother was a poor woman who knew not Ianthe's father. When Ianthe was born with the man's striking red eyes, she had stumbled to the Allagan occupants along the Meracydian coast, disgraced and ashamed, and demanded that she be permitted a life within the empire with her "noble-blooded" child. Ajah was granted her wish, though not nearly as glamorously as she would have wished. Her and many other Meracydian refugees had been placed within a ghetto on the outskirts of the Allagan capital. Ianthe was raised here, living poorly with others of her origin for the first thirteen years of her life.

As a child, Ianthe had to fight adults and children for scraps of food thrown into landfills outside of the capital. Cruel Allagan children taunted the poor by tossing food scraps over the fences, which she'd battle tooth and claw for to feed both her and her mother. She was small. She was thin. She was on the verge of death multiple times. Because of her cursed eyes, she was seen as some sort of chimerical abomination by pureblooded Allagan children, and seen as a traitor and an enemy by the other Meracydians. To combat this, she covered her eyes with a scrap of fabric, or a visor, whenever she could. She could hardly see where she was going whenever she did, but it was her only option to keep out of fights. However, those who did know of her mixed heritage held it over her head, and the young bastard was forced to scavenge the very outskirts of the ghetto for food and trinkets. Several times she would run into groups of pureblood Allagan children on the other side of the fence, threatening that they would "skin the cat" and other cruel threats. In two separate encounters, she crossed the fence for a scrap of food, and was beaten with a wrench by the children of Allag waiting on the other side of the trap. A loose tooth of hers was knocked out (along with several other baby teeth), and the adult tooth growing in below grew in crooked and remained as such for the rest of her life. In her second encounter, the same children who had beaten her with a wrench crossed the fence, pinned her down, and taken a pair of garden shears to her tail, forcefully docking it. The scars remained with her for the rest of her life.

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After as much schooling as Allag would provide to the children of the ghetto, Ianthe enlisted in the Allagan military to earn her citizenship. From age 14 until 24, she served on a Ragnarok-class airship, mostly doing maintenance and tech work. Very little was she permitted to visit the front in Meracydia, where conflict had been at a standstill since before she was born. She did, however, participate in several tests of new technology, and with exceptional will to survive shown through them all, Ianthe was permitted a small scholarship to a low-end Allagan university.

For only two years did she attend the university, making few friends and once again being required to wear her visor to hide her eyes at all times. She earned a degree in IT at the age of 26, before leaving the university and all its discrimination behind. She spent a year searching for jobs that would hire her for more than a pittance, and found none. There was no place within Allagan society for a Meracydian bastard. And so, with all she shame of a beaten dog, Ianthe returned to the military for another five years, and was moved repeatedly between several other Ragnarok-class airships, and traveling the empire to keep her away from home.

While in Ilsabard, her and several others were assigned to a small town named Argos out in the desert, near modern-day Gyr Abania, for an unknown purpose. Little did any of them know, but a new prototype of beast was being tested for mental stability in real conditions. A chimera-- one of the Second Generation -- was released into the town. At first, its behavior went smoothly, and few citizens questioned the creature, until something unseen set it off.

The rampaging chimera destroyed several buildings, and the dragon's voice destroyed the electrical connection, and the unaware Ianthe and the others within the town rushed to take down the creature before it could obliterate more of the city. The second part of the trial had begun: neutralizing the chimera. As they worked to fell it with the pitiful weapons given to them before their assignment, the beast had focused on a group of fleeing civilians past Ianthe, and charged for them. In a last-ditch effort to protect the valuable lives of pureblooded Allagan citizens, Ianthe threw herself before the beast, and was swiftly pinned to the ground. Claws dug into her back, their bite lessened by her uniform enough to prevent scarring. From her left arm came a terrible pulling sensation. The blunted teeth of the goat's head of the chimera tore through the limb, and the beast ripped apart her arm in a matter of moments. Before it could do much worse, the beast was distracted and neutralized.

Ianthe was hospitalized following the incident, and remained as such for several weeks.

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After the incident in Argos, Ianthe was fitted with a prosthetic arm, and reassigned as an engineer to Azys Lla. She'd ideally spend the rest of her days wandering the isle as needed, repairing and running diagnostics on the machinery in various lower-level-access areas of the isle. It was a death sentence as well. More often than not were the employees on Azys Lla killed, whether for sport, in trials, or for legal violations. ''"The Empire thanks you for your sacrifice"'', every node was programmed to say.

However, the Meracydian would have none of that. Spurred on by her trauma and the desire to spare others from the same sort of suffering, Ianthe arranged a meeting with the director of chimerics. She accused him of embezzling funds from his own project. Neither confirming nor denying, he asked what she would do about it, and the woman replied simply. She would implore him to redirect funding towards the mental stability of the chimeras he oversaw the creation of. Though the man was not, as she believed, stealing funds, he saw an opportunity. He offered her this.

She saw him whenever he needed-- let him use her as he saw fit -- and he would redirect funding.

Having little respect for herself, being Meracydian, the woman agreed. ''"That's all you cats are good for,"'' he would often remark. From age 33 until age 38, she saw him. Sometimes daily. Sometimes weekly. Sometimes there would be a month between calls for her, but nonetheless, there was no end in sight from this hell she had immersed herself in. Within the first year, she was with child, and at 34 had her first daughter, named Allas. The director of chimerics was furious with her, and demanded that she ensure that she would never have children again. Unless, of course, she wanted this to become a public affair, and she would surely be put to death for laying with a pureblood who she was not married to or in a relationship with. And so she carried out his wishes, for five long years.

Through the middle of this, she met a kind young man, who was Ilsabardian, and worked as a program developer on Azys Lla. He could never tell her of his work, and she could never tell him of her secret life, but the two of them fell in love. His name was Iphis, and he loved her more than the moon and stars, and helped her raise Allas. They married when Ianthe was 37, and the affairs came to an end the next year. He never asked what troubled her, and never pushed his boundaries with her. He only wished for her to smile, and that would make them both happy.

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Ianthe and Iphis both retired from Azys Lla shortly after with the funds Iphis had recieved for completing his project. They lived some ways outside of the capital in Mor Dhona. When Ianthe was 43, a man came to her with a job. He had recently lost his wife during the birth of his daughter, [[Agora Agamira]]. He would pay Ianthe well to look after and raise Agora, as he was incredibly busy himself. Already looking after Allas, but with no other reason to decline, Ianthe accepted, and became Agora's adopted mother for the next nine years.

At 52, Ianthe was approached by several Allagans from Azys Lla, who heard of her notoriety. The second war with Meracydia was over, and Allag had won. Ianthe was one of very few adult bastards from either of the two wars who had gained citizenship, and thusly she was asked to provide a clone of herself to store within the Fractal Continuum, and to display to guests. She was to be the exhibit on what went ''wrong'' with Allag's war on Meracydia. Seeing no reason to refuse, she agreed, and provided the Fractal Continuum with a clone of herself. She left her soul crystal with the clone, as she no longer had any use for it.

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Beyond her cloning, the original Ianthe Metaxas lived well and long, until she was 81. She died of natural causes, and was presumably peaceful when she did. Agora and Allas lived longer, until Allas was uncovered bugging Allagan automatons in the slow decline of the empire. She threw herself from a building to save her pride, though her soul crystal lived on to be found many years later. The Allagan empire collapsed completely four years after Ianthe's death. Iphis lived to see the very end.

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: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">After a malfunction and subsequent shutdown of the containment facilities for a good portion of the Fractal Continuum, Ianthe and several other specimens were released from containment fairly recently. The clone, disoriented and unsure of who it was, fled the decrepit island of Azys Lla to Eorzea, and crash-landed a half-functioning drone in Thanalan. Unsure of who she was or where she was going, Ianthe wandered Ul'dah, almost drunkenly flinging about her origins. It wasn't for a several weeks that she heard of the fall of her empire. After her grief faded, and in her following anger, the Meracydian lashed out against an elezen named [[Leonnaux Altoix]].</font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Ianthe offered to teach Leonnaux arcanima, and while her offer was somewhat legitimate, she had an ulterior motive. She sought to turn Leonnaux into a vessel for her dead daughter. As the memories from her soul crystal finally started to settle in her, and the will of Ianthe Metaxas manifested within the clone, it initially rejected those memories, and turned them onto Leonnaux. She broke his arm, just as she had lost hers. She beat him, just as she had been beaten. And worst of all, she attempted to take the place of the director of chimerics, and nearly forced herself onto Leonnaux. Thankfully, he remembered one of her teachings, being Energy Drain, and brought her to the floor before she could enact her awful wishes on the boy. Subsequent attempts at betrayal, partially out of pure mental instability, and partially out of hatred for his theft of her daughter's soul crystal, led to Leonnaux's trust in her completely shattering. </font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> After the incident with Leonnaux, Ianthe moved on to form her own criminal syndicate with the help of several other Allagans she had discovered. They were hired for a job by [[Jihn'a Gahre]] to abduct [[Koh'si Jakkya]], which put Ianthe and one of her (now former) employees in a still-unresolved sticky situation. Throughout the course of this conflict, Ianthe began to realize just what she had been doing, and her mental instability from 5,000 years of stasis began to wear off. Horrified and unsure of where to go from there, the Meracydian tried desperately to make amends with Leonnaux. Shortly later, she attempted with Koh'si and his friends as well, only to be shot down and refused that comfort by all of them. She didn't get to feel better about what she did.</font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Shortly after, Ianthe fell in love with a miqo'te woman who made her realize the weight of her sins. She disbanded the syndicate, and founded a new company called the Incunabulum. Now, she simply goes as "The Curator". A recent run-in with Leonnaux and a girl named [[Edda Vincents]] left Ianthe wounded heavily, and on death's door. Shortly after, [[P'ianthe Aliapoh]] appeared in the Mythril Eye's obituary. Who she was has died, leaving a questioning Ianthe Metaxas trying to determine who she is in the wake of her second "death". </font></div>

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=Relationships=
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#FF0033;" size="2">❤</font> In-Love</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">💘</font> Romantic Desire</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♡</font> Physical Attraction</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#D3C048;" size="3">♦</font> Platonic</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">💔</font> Former Partner</div><br>
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#038936;" size="3">⛓</font> In-Law</div>
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font> Neutral</div>

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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✝</font> Deceased</div>
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| Ajah did her best for Ianthe, though it wasn't enough. She suffered just as much as her precious daughter, however. Ianthe gives her credit for at least that much. Ajah was never there for her daughter when she needed it. Ianthe's only memories of the woman are of her crying alone in her room.
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px font-variant:small-caps;"><font style="color:#3da180;" size="3">⚯</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✝</font><b>Allas Metaxas,</b> <i>Daughter</i> - <b>Her One and Only</b></div>
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| Ianthe's precious daughter, who died sailing from a window to save her pride. Her soul crystal remains in the possession of [[Leonnaux Altoix]].
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px font-variant:small-caps;"><font style="color:#00CED1;" size="4">⚭</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✝</font><b>Iphis Metaxas,</b> <i>Husband</i> - <b>You Make Me Smile</b></div>
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| All he ever wanted was to see her smile. All he ever wanted was for Ianthe to be happy.
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px font-variant:small-caps;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">≈</font><b>[[Leonnaux Altoix]],</b> <i>Acquaintance</i> - <b>I Can Never Apologize</b></div>
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| The boy that Ianthe wronged the worst of all of them, between forcing her daughter's memories on him, and trying to force herself on him as well. Now that she's come to her senses, she can hardly stand the thought of what she's done to Leonnaux. No matter how many times that Ianthe apologizes, no matter what she does to make it up to him, she never will be able to.
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| Jun'to has never failed to surprise Ianthe. They first met over the ordeal with [[Koh'si Jakkya]], and Ianthe wanted a relation in return for Koh'si's protection on her end. She ended up later on falling in love with his (now former) wife, [[X'myra Bhen]], though she never came to see her while she was on death's doorstep, through her weeks of suffering. Jun'to, however, prayed for her after her "death". He even called her a friend. Even more surprising about this was that Jun'to had previously condemned her for her wrongs against Leonnaux.
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px font-variant:small-caps;"><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="2">●</font><b>[[Avidia Iuvenlis]],</b> <i>Trusted Friend</i> - <b>A Reminder</b></div>
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| A lovely young woman that reminds Ianthe of her daughter, Allas. She's opened up to Avidia more than a few times out of misplaced trust. There's no clear reason why, except for the connection Ianthe has made between Avidia and Allas.
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=Rumors=
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<p><div align=center><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><small>Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated.</small></div></div></p>

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: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "She's got an attitude fit to kill a man. If words could really cut ye, I'd be a dead man hearin' her conversations." — ''Quicksand Regular''.
: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "I heard that she calls herself 'The Curator' sometimes. Wonder what she's got to hide." — ''Mercenary''.
: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "Metaxas? That ain't a name I've ever 'eard. Ain't sound like any sort o' miqo'te name. Maybe a hyur, but she ain't look like one." — ''Innkeeper''.
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: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "Sometimes she comes in here to pray. She'll sit here hours on end, too. She's never invoked any of the Twelve, though." — ''Acolyte at Saint Adama Landama''.
: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "She used to smoke these crazy scented cigars all the time around here, but I haven't seen her with a drink or anything smoking in months. You think she quit cold turkey...?" — ''Gobsmacked Adventurer''.
: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "Her eyes are hypnotic, almost... Reminds me of something. Eh? What about them? Haven't you seen the way that they glow that awful shade of red?" — ''Scholarly Type''.
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: <font style="color:#00ff00;" size="2">■</font> "Look, don't quote me on it, but she isn't who she says she is. Ever hear the name P'ianthe Aliapoh? Turned up dead a few weeks back. That's gotta be her. I know it is." — ''Mythril Eye Reporter''.
: <font style="color:#00ff00;" size="2">■</font> "There used to be a lady with a fucked up left arm 'round 'ere. Called 'Nerve'. No one's ever seen 'er, 'cept that old syndicate that she used to lead. See that magitek left arm? Mmmhm. You catch the drift yet?" — ''Shady Info Broker''.

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<p><div align=center><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><small>Feel free to add your own rumors to this section.</small></div></div></p>

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: <font style="color:#0f0f0f;" size="2">■</font> "Rumor text." — ''[[Character Name]]''.


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:: Composers: Eliza Rickman
:: <small>Origin: n/a
:: Context: Backstory</small>
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File:Ianthe1.png | Commissioned from [http://indusfera.deviantart.com/ InduSfera]
File:Ianthe2.png| Commissioned from [http://fainfaineant.tumblr.com/ Fainfaineant]
File:Ianthe3.png| Commission from [http://ezrodraws.tumblr.com/ Ezro]
File:Ianthe4.png| Commisson from [http://corykatze.deviantart.com/ Corykatze]
File:Ianthe5.png| Gift from [http://morika.tumblr.com/ Morika]
File:Ianthe6.png| Commisson from [http://ezrodraws.tumblr.com/ Ezro]
File:Ianthe7.png| Commisson from [http://2moros.deviantart.com/ 2moros]
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=RP Info=
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: ■ <b>Ishgard/Coerthas:</b> Medium Probablility
: ■ <b>Gridania/Black Shroud:</b> Extremely Low Probability
: ■ <b>Limsa Lominsa/La Noscea:</b> High Probablility
: ■ <b>Ul'dah/Thanalan:</b> Very High Probability

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: ■ <b>Incunabulum:</b> Her business! She's known as the Curator there.
: ■ <b>The Vth Legion (?):</b> Sort of disbanded, but her connections are still there.
: ■ <b>Science!:</b> FC tag is <<NYAHA>>. Belongs to a friend of Ianthe's.
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">The following items are things that this individual carries on their person at all times. These are noted for pickpockets, and those watching her closely. This information is meant to be a prompt for insight and is not to be meta-gamed, though feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in RP (pickpocketing, a search, etc) with use of a simple /tell.</div></div>
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: ■ <b>Soul Crystal:</b> Heavily warded! Would not be accessible to a pickpocket without extreme aetheric talent.
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: ■ <b>Switchblade:</b> Everyone needs a pocket knife. Just don't grab the pointy end when you try to mug her with it.

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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">I like to consider myself a flexible player who is willing to commit to a number of different types of scenes and role-play scenarios, but even I have my limits. If something is on the play list, assume it means yes, as long as it's within the context of the current play or ongoing plot. No's are typically a hard no, and it means don't ask. </div></div>

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: ■ '''I will play''' dark themes, mildly sexual themes (NO ERP, FTB), mild gore. Long term plots, adventure, combat, etc. Only write ships with me if you're ready for me to literally never leave you alone because I love ships and Ianthe is a lonely old lady.

: ■ '''Ask about''' mortal wounds (this could be any wound that breaks Ianthe's skin-- she has hemophilia) and rape themes. I know it's in her backstory, but that doesn't mean it needs to happen in RP.

: ■ '''I won't play''' character death, dismemberment (unless you grab her magitek hand and run), or any "ask" themes that weren't asked about. </div></div>

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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">While the below is by no means comprehensive, it's a kind of spring board for walk-up RP. Longer plots that are meant to run for more than a few quick RP's, please feel free to send me a tell so we can work out a good reason for our characters to get to know one another. I'm always looking for RP. </div></div>

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: ■ Things she's got in her pockets! Jack 'em or ask about 'em! She won't bite! I hope...
: ■ The Incunabulum! She does run a business, you know.
: ■ Her eyes are always a good conversation starter. People overuse red eyes to hell and back, but they're still a vital part of Allagan history.
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=OOC Notes=
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:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">■ FC Website: [http://incunabulum.enjin.com/ <<INK>>]</div></div>

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:: ■ [http://tvtropes.org/ who even has time to read through tvtropes anymore though]
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[[Category: Player Character]]
[[Category: Balmung]]
[[Category: Miqo'te]]
[[Category: Seeker Miqo'te]]

Ianthe Metaxas

2017-04-02T09:30:59Z

Armoroad: Some asshole from 5,000 years ago shows up in Eorzea. Ruins her mental state and ruins an elf while she's at it.

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<div style="padding:10px 20px; font-size:14px;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver;letter-spacing:0.1em;"><center><font style="color:#706b68;">'''❝'''</font> <font style="color:#333333">''When you speak I hear silence ; Every word a defiance </font> <font style="color:#706b68;">'''❞'''</font></center></div></span></h3>
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=Details=
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''FULL NAME...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;">Ianthe Zena Metaxas</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#666666;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NICKNAMES...'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;">P'ianthe Aliapoh ; Nerve ; The Curator</font>

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[[File:Crowsianthe.png|right|frame| <div style="padding:10px 20px; font-size:13px;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver;letter-spacing:0.1em;"><center><font style="color:#706b68;">'''❝'''</font> <font style="color:#333333">''War does not make you special. If you are any man with half his wits about him, war will make you weak. I have fought in wars beyond imaginable scale, and lost everything to them.''</font> <font style="color:#706b68;">'''❞'''</font></center></div>]]

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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Having always been afraid of her eyes, and having always felt as if they were a curse, often times does Ianthe hide them or cover them. They practically glow in dim light, their crimson is so vibrant and unsettling. Several times have men found themselves lost in her eyes, subject to her will. They are a burden and a sign of her betrayal, and a sensitive subject. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe's hair is kept short and usually bobbed, out of the way and easily manageable. Recently, she's allowed it to grow out some. It is usually dark and black, shot through with varying amounts of gray.</div>

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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> There are a number of defining features about Ianthe, many of them not readily apparent to those who have recently met her. The most obvious, however, and most defining traits, would be her bobbed tail, and her magitek left arm. Neither came of natural causes. The magitek arm is of clear Garlean make, and has several lightning-aspected crystals hidden within as both a power source and a way to weaponize it. It is a simple metallic gray, lined with blue ceruleum circuits. The bobbed tail -- her other obvious defining feature -- is quite clearly not natural in the way that she moves it, and the way that it ends. Rather, it was docked some time ago. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Among her less apparent traits are telltale tufted ears, much like a lynx's, a small scar on her left cheek, and a crooked lower canine. Her ears are long and pointed, and tufted at the ends, unlike the vast majority of modern miqo'te. Perhaps this can speak to her anachronism to those who are particularly learned. On her left cheek, a very small scar rests, though she'll never tell where it came from. When she speaks, and when she snarls (however infrequently she allows instinct to drive her actions), a crooked and snaggled tooth is visible beneath her lower lip, also on the left side. It doesn't seem to be loose-- just at an odd angle. She never complains of it. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> The woman's complextion is clear, however sickly and pale she seems to be. Those who know her will note the obvious fluctuation in her apparent age, seemingly between her mid-twenties and her mid-forties. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe cannot seem to be clean enough at times. There's something that seems to drive her to stay perfectly clean, bathing regularly, and at times more often than she ought to. Her skin as a result is rather dry, but cleaner than you would expect. She smells rather nice as well, like a rather potent flower. Her hair is soft and smooth, and to the touch, as is most of Ianthe, disregarding her magitek arm. She takes great care of herself, as far as hygiene goes. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> However, it's a borderline obsession. She seems to believe that no matter how clean she keeps herself, she has some sort of unshakable filth upon her. She's hardly ever seen without gloves, and hardly allows contact from anyone. If you get the chance to hold her, or even shake hands ungloved, it's a sign of deep trust. Despite the covering of her hands, she tends to wear more revealing outfits when she's comfortable. Just as easily as her mood swings, as does her taste in clothes, however, and she often drastically changes how she appears. Either she wears hardly anything at all, or she's almost completely covered. Often she'll cover her eyes at the very least, unless with a group she's particularly comfortable around. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe could be described by some as moody, or even bipolar at times. She can change from forgiving and kind to cruel and unnerving at the drop of a hat. While she makes a conscious effort to be kind to those she meets, the Meracydian has more trouble than she'd like to admit controlling her temper. When under stress, she avoids discussion of the topics with all those but the people she remains the closest to, and as a direct result, her anger grows more vehement with the passage of time when it boils over. She seems to be restraining herself at all times. Whether from breaking down crying or from anger remains unclear. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Ianthe speaks softly most of the time, and with a lighter accent than a majority of Eorzeans. One could call her speech a little "rounded at the edges", if they were particularly kinesthetic. At times, her speech is unsure or out of order, as Eorzean is not her first language by any account. Rather, it's her third spoken languge, and second writen. Her letters often are marred by scribbled out Allagan in the margins and terrible misspellings. </div>


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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe seems to have a very neutral standpoint, and sometimes idealist. Perhaps it can be attributed to her devotion to her Goddess, but the Meracydian seems quite intent on the concept of "balance". Mostly, her beliefs seem to center around her balancing her personal wrongs, which are not exactly few in number, and the wrongs of her dead empire. Earning respect, learning about her, and even being worth her time of day are all dependant upon her mood at the time, and how it aligns with her ideals on the balance of the world. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Ianthe very often fills the role of being an old coot, and often does not. She is mentally unstable to a degree, in part due to her synthetic nature. If you're close to her at all (or if she finds you trustworthy to any small degree), she might take it upon herself to talk about herself, and about her past. She doesn't disclose much about Allag itself, but ask about her experiences and you're sure to get a lengthy talk out of the woman, no matter what subject you focus on. However, she is just as quick to change subjects if you mention something sensitive to any great length. Her arm, not so much. Her tail, a bit more-so. Ask about her eyes and you'll get nothing. Questions that for any reason pry into her affairs or her husband, she'll avoid altogether, or often times become enraged at the mention of. As mentioned before, she's very quick to anger. </div>

::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">For a Meracydian/Miqo'te, Ianthe is incredibly civilized and keeps herself carefully controlled. She keeps her speech formal, her ears and tail as still as she can help, and her behaviors civil. As of late, acclimation to Eorzea has caused the woman's posture to degrade, for her attitude to slip through, and her ears and tail to 'reanimate'. While instinctual behaviors like cat-naps, lashing out, and hissing or growling are still all incredibly jarring to her, and she does her damnedest to avoid them, Ianthe has given in to instinct on more than one occasion now.</div>


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: ● Reading
: ● Arcanima
: ● Talking about herself
: ● Being held
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: ● Herself
: ● Meracydia
: ● Au Ra
: ● "Adventurer" types

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: ● Decent with a gun
: ● High aetheric ability
: ● Quick to learn
: ● Left-handed
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=Combat=
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: <b>High:</b> Aetheric Capability, Strategy
: <b>Above Average:</b> Conviction
: <b>Average:</b> Will
: <b>Low:</b> Endurance, Strength
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: <b>Mastery:</b> Disease
: <b>Expert:</b> Energy Drain
: <b>Average:</b> General Aetheric Manipulation
: <b>Novice:</b> Healing
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: <b>Mastery:</b> None
: <b>Expert:</b> Gun
: <b>Average:</b> Knife
: <b>Novice:</b> None
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: <b>High:</b> Creative Use of Environment
: <b>Above Average:</b> Strategizing
: <b>Average:</b> Reaction Time
: <b>Low:</b> Pain Tolerance, Stamina
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: ● '''Tech Proficiency:''' Ianthe is very skilled with ancient technology and that of Garlean or magitek make. "Very skilled" only applies to modern standards, however. Highly complex Allagan technology is still out of her grasp, though there is nothing of Garlean make she couldn't pick apart and piece back together (likely slightly better). She was an engineer/mechanic for many years, and is no stranger to working with technology.


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: ● '''Miasma:''' Ianthe's grimoire has the ability to produce a thick miasma both in and outside of combat. It is a thick purple haze, and is highly flammable in high concentrations. In its mist form, it is not able to be ignited. ''(Writer's note: If you need a comparison, think of hideous zippleback gas from HTTYD)''

: ● '''Energy Drain:''' One of Ianthe's go-tos for close-range combat. In a single encounter, Ianthe is able to fire off three Energy Drains, which pull large quantities of aether out of subjects and into her grimoire. If she attempts another, she will not be able to. If someone were to overload her Energy Drain, her grimoire would overload and wound her.

: ● '''Bio:''' A basic disease that Ianthe is able to force into the bodies of her opponents. This is nothing special, but can be a moderate to severe hindrance depending on her opponent's constitution.

: ● '''Fester:''' Ianthe has the ability to worsen either the effects of a disease on an opponent for several seconds at a time, further weakening them. She can only use this twice in an encounter.

: ● ''' Ignition:''' Using the lightning shards in her magitek arm, or with a spark of fire-aspected magic, Ianthe is able to ignite her miasma. This sets off a massive AOE blast for however far the concentrated mist extends. If the mist has begun to dispel, the miasma will not ignite. If she stands within the range of the blast, Ianthe will take severe damage herself.

: ● '''Sharpshooter:''' Ianthe is proficient with small guns, and can hit a target (with minimal sideways movement) both nearby and at range with fairly reliable accuracy. A stationary target is surely in grave danger.
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: <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; font-family:Georgia;">I ''heavily prefer'' freeform combat, but am familiar with the A Roll Reborn system, the XIV:CS system, and using simply roll vs roll combat. In combat, if Ianthe takes a single wound that draws blood, she is down for the count, as she has Hemophilia.
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=History=
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Ianthe was born in the ruined wasteland of Meracydia after Allag's first assault, which had been repelled by the dragons calling the continent home. Her mother was a poor woman who knew not Ianthe's father. When Ianthe was born with the man's striking red eyes, she had stumbled to the Allagan occupants along the Meracydian coast, disgraced and ashamed, and demanded that she be permitted a life within the empire with her "noble-blooded" child. Ajah was granted her wish, though not nearly as glamorously as she would have wished. Her and many other Meracydian refugees had been placed within a ghetto on the outskirts of the Allagan capital. Ianthe was raised here, living poorly with others of her origin for the first thirteen years of her life.

As a child, Ianthe had to fight adults and children for scraps of food thrown into landfills outside of the capital. Cruel Allagan children taunted the poor by tossing food scraps over the fences, which she'd battle tooth and claw for to feed both her and her mother. She was small. She was thin. She was on the verge of death multiple times. Because of her cursed eyes, she was seen as some sort of chimerical abomination by pureblooded Allagan children, and seen as a traitor and an enemy by the other Meracydians. To combat this, she covered her eyes with a scrap of fabric, or a visor, whenever she could. She could hardly see where she was going whenever she did, but it was her only option to keep out of fights. However, those who did know of her mixed heritage held it over her head, and the young bastard was forced to scavenge the very outskirts of the ghetto for food and trinkets. Several times she would run into groups of pureblood Allagan children on the other side of the fence, threatening that they would "skin the cat" and other cruel threats. In two separate encounters, she crossed the fence for a scrap of food, and was beaten with a wrench by the children of Allag waiting on the other side of the trap. A loose tooth of hers was knocked out (along with several other baby teeth), and the adult tooth growing in below grew in crooked and remained as such for the rest of her life. In her second encounter, the same children who had beaten her with a wrench crossed the fence, pinned her down, and taken a pair of garden shears to her tail, forcefully docking it. The scars remained with her for the rest of her life.

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After as much schooling as Allag would provide to the children of the ghetto, Ianthe enlisted in the Allagan military to earn her citizenship. From age 14 until 24, she served on a Ragnarok-class airship, mostly doing maintenance and tech work. Very little was she permitted to visit the front in Meracydia, where conflict had been at a standstill since before she was born. She did, however, participate in several tests of new technology, and with exceptional will to survive shown through them all, Ianthe was permitted a small scholarship to a low-end Allagan university.

For only two years did she attend the university, making few friends and once again being required to wear her visor to hide her eyes at all times. She earned a degree in IT at the age of 26, before leaving the university and all its discrimination behind. She spent a year searching for jobs that would hire her for more than a pittance, and found none. There was no place within Allagan society for a Meracydian bastard. And so, with all she shame of a beaten dog, Ianthe returned to the military for another five years, and was moved repeatedly between several other Ragnarok-class airships, and traveling the empire to keep her away from home.

While in Ilsabard, her and several others were assigned to a small town named Argos out in the desert, near modern-day Gyr Abania, for an unknown purpose. Little did any of them know, but a new prototype of beast was being tested for mental stability in real conditions. A chimera-- one of the Second Generation -- was released into the town. At first, its behavior went smoothly, and few citizens questioned the creature, until something unseen set it off.

The rampaging chimera destroyed several buildings, and the dragon's voice destroyed the electrical connection, and the unaware Ianthe and the others within the town rushed to take down the creature before it could obliterate more of the city. The second part of the trial had begun: neutralizing the chimera. As they worked to fell it with the pitiful weapons given to them before their assignment, the beast had focused on a group of fleeing civilians past Ianthe, and charged for them. In a last-ditch effort to protect the valuable lives of pureblooded Allagan citizens, Ianthe threw herself before the beast, and was swiftly pinned to the ground. Claws dug into her back, their bite lessened by her uniform enough to prevent scarring. From her left arm came a terrible pulling sensation. The blunted teeth of the goat's head of the chimera tore through the limb, and the beast ripped apart her arm in a matter of moments. Before it could do much worse, the beast was distracted and neutralized.

Ianthe was hospitalized following the incident, and remained as such for several weeks.

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After the incident in Argos, Ianthe was fitted with a prosthetic arm, and reassigned as an engineer to Azys Lla. She'd ideally spend the rest of her days wandering the isle as needed, repairing and running diagnostics on the machinery in various lower-level-access areas of the isle. It was a death sentence as well. More often than not were the employees on Azys Lla killed, whether for sport, in trials, or for legal violations. ''"The Empire thanks you for your sacrifice"'', every node was programmed to say.

However, the Meracydian would have none of that. Spurred on by her trauma and the desire to spare others from the same sort of suffering, Ianthe arranged a meeting with the director of chimerics. She accused him of embezzling funds from his own project. Neither confirming nor denying, he asked what she would do about it, and the woman replied simply. She would implore him to redirect funding towards the mental stability of the chimeras he oversaw the creation of. Though the man was not, as she believed, stealing funds, he saw an opportunity. He offered her this.

She saw him whenever he needed-- let him use her as he saw fit -- and he would redirect funding.

Having little respect for herself, being Meracydian, the woman agreed. ''"That's all you cats are good for,"'' he would often remark. From age 33 until age 38, she saw him. Sometimes daily. Sometimes weekly. Sometimes there would be a month between calls for her, but nonetheless, there was no end in sight from this hell she had immersed herself in. Within the first year, she was with child, and at 34 had her first daughter, named Allas. The director of chimerics was furious with her, and demanded that she ensure that she would never have children again. Unless, of course, she wanted this to become a public affair, and she would surely be put to death for laying with a pureblood who she was not married to or in a relationship with. And so she carried out his wishes, for five long years.

Through the middle of this, she met a kind young man, who was Ilsabardian, and worked as a program developer on Azys Lla. He could never tell her of his work, and she could never tell him of her secret life, but the two of them fell in love. His name was Iphis, and he loved her more than the moon and stars, and helped her raise Allas. They married when Ianthe was 37, and the affairs came to an end the next year. He never asked what troubled her, and never pushed his boundaries with her. He only wished for her to smile, and that would make them both happy.

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Ianthe and Iphis both retired from Azys Lla shortly after with the funds Iphis had recieved for completing his project. They lived some ways outside of the capital in Mor Dhona. When Ianthe was 43, a man came to her with a job. He had recently lost his wife during the birth of his daughter, [[Agora Agamira]]. He would pay Ianthe well to look after and raise Agora, as he was incredibly busy himself. Already looking after Allas, but with no other reason to decline, Ianthe accepted, and became Agora's adopted mother for the next nine years.

At 52, Ianthe was approached by several Allagans from Azys Lla, who heard of her notoriety. The second war with Meracydia was over, and Allag had won. Ianthe was one of very few adult bastards from either of the two wars who had gained citizenship, and thusly she was asked to provide a clone of herself to store within the Fractal Continuum, and to display to guests. She was to be the exhibit on what went ''wrong'' with Allag's war on Meracydia. Seeing no reason to refuse, she agreed, and provided the Fractal Continuum with a clone of herself. She left her soul crystal with the clone, as she no longer had any use for it.

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Beyond her cloning, the original Ianthe Metaxas lived well and long, until she was 81. She died of natural causes, and was presumably peaceful when she did. Agora and Allas lived longer, until Allas was uncovered bugging Allagan automatons in the slow decline of the empire. She threw herself from a building to save her pride, though her soul crystal lived on to be found many years later. The Allagan empire collapsed completely four years after Ianthe's death. Iphis lived to see the very end.

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: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">After a malfunction and subsequent shutdown of the containment facilities for a good portion of the Fractal Continuum, Ianthe and several other specimens were released from containment fairly recently. The clone, disoriented and unsure of who it was, fled the decrepit island of Azys Lla to Eorzea, and crash-landed a half-functioning drone in Thanalan. Unsure of who she was or where she was going, Ianthe wandered Ul'dah, almost drunkenly flinging about her origins. It wasn't for a several weeks that she heard of the fall of her empire. After her grief faded, and in her following anger, the Meracydian lashed out against an elezen named [[Leonnaux Altoix]].</font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Ianthe offered to teach Leonnaux arcanima, and while her offer was somewhat legitimate, she had an ulterior motive. She sought to turn Leonnaux into a vessel for her dead daughter. As the memories from her soul crystal finally started to settle in her, and the will of Ianthe Metaxas manifested within the clone, it initially rejected those memories, and turned them onto Leonnaux. She broke his arm, just as she had lost hers. She beat him, just as she had been beaten. And worst of all, she attempted to take the place of the director of chimerics, and nearly forced herself onto Leonnaux. Thankfully, he remembered one of her teachings, being Energy Drain, and brought her to the floor before she could enact her awful wishes on the boy. Subsequent attempts at betrayal, partially out of pure mental instability, and partially out of hatred for his theft of her daughter's soul crystal, led to Leonnaux's trust in her completely shattering. </font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> After the incident with Leonnaux, Ianthe moved on to form her own criminal syndicate with the help of several other Allagans she had discovered. They were hired for a job by [[Jihn'a Gahre]] to abduct [[Koh'si Jakkya]], which put Ianthe and one of her (now former) employees in a still-unresolved sticky situation. Throughout the course of this conflict, Ianthe began to realize just what she had been doing, and her mental instability from 5,000 years of stasis began to wear off. Horrified and unsure of where to go from there, the Meracydian tried desperately to make amends with Leonnaux. Shortly later, she attempted with Koh'si and his friends as well, only to be shot down and refused that comfort by all of them. She didn't get to feel better about what she did.</font></div>

: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Shortly after, Ianthe fell in love with a miqo'te woman who made her realize the weight of her sins. She disbanded the syndicate, and founded a new company called the Incunabulum. Now, she simply goes as "The Curator". A recent run-in with Leonnaux and a girl named [[Edda Vincents]] left Ianthe wounded heavily, and on death's door. Shortly after, [[P'ianthe Aliapoh]] appeared in the Mythril Eye's obituary. Who she was has died, leaving a questioning Ianthe Metaxas trying to determine who she is in the wake of her second "death". </font></div>

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=Relationships=
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font> Neutral</div>

<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">●</font> Negative</div>
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✝</font> Deceased</div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px font-variant:small-caps;"><font style="color:#00CED1;" size="4">⚭</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✝</font><b>Iphis Metaxas,</b> <i>Husband</i> - <b>You Make Me Smile</b></div>
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| All he ever wanted was to see her smile. All he ever wanted was for Ianthe to be happy.
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px font-variant:small-caps;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">≈</font><b>[[Leonnaux Altoix]],</b> <i>Acquaintance</i> - <b>I Can Never Apologize</b></div>
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| The boy that Ianthe wronged the worst of all of them, between forcing her daughter's memories on him, and trying to force herself on him as well. Now that she's come to her senses, she can hardly stand the thought of what she's done to Leonnaux. No matter how many times that Ianthe apologizes, no matter what she does to make it up to him, she never will be able to.
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px font-variant:small-caps;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♡</font><font style="color:#D3C048;" size="3">♦</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="2">●</font><b>[[Jun'to Nharuya]],</b> <i>Trusted Friend</i> - <b>An Enigma</b></div>
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| Jun'to has never failed to surprise Ianthe. They first met over the ordeal with [[Koh'si Jakkya]], and Ianthe wanted a relation in return for Koh'si's protection on her end. She ended up later on falling in love with his (now former) wife, [[X'myra Bhen]], though she never came to see her while she was on death's doorstep, through her weeks of suffering. Jun'to, however, prayed for her after her "death". He even called her a friend. Even more surprising about this was that Jun'to had previously condemned her for her wrongs against Leonnaux.
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px font-variant:small-caps;"><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="2">●</font><b>[[Avidia Iuvenlis]],</b> <i>Trusted Friend</i> - <b>A Reminder</b></div>
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| A lovely young woman that reminds Ianthe of her daughter, Allas. She's opened up to Avidia more than a few times out of misplaced trust. There's no clear reason why, except for the connection Ianthe has made between Avidia and Allas.
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=Rumors=
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<p><div align=center><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><small>Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated.</small></div></div></p>

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: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "She's got an attitude fit to kill a man. If words could really cut ye, I'd be a dead man hearin' her conversations." — ''Quicksand Regular''.
: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "I heard that she calls herself 'The Curator' sometimes. Wonder what she's got to hide." — ''Mercenary''.
: <font style="color:#0000ff;" size="2">■</font> "Metaxas? That ain't a name I've ever 'eard. Ain't sound like any sort o' miqo'te name. Maybe a hyur, but she ain't look like one." — ''Innkeeper''.
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: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "Sometimes she comes in here to pray. She'll sit here hours on end, too. She's never invoked any of the Twelve, though." — ''Acolyte at Saint Adama Landama''.
: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "She used to smoke these crazy scented cigars all the time around here, but I haven't seen her with a drink or anything smoking in months. You think she quit cold turkey...?" — ''Gobsmacked Adventurer''.
: <font style="color:#ff0000;" size="2">■</font> "Her eyes are hypnotic, almost... Reminds me of something. Eh? What about them? Haven't you seen the way that they glow that awful shade of red?" — ''Scholarly Type''.
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<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#00ff00;font-family:Georgia;border-bottom:1px;border-bottom:1px dotted;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-variant: small-caps;"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!''</div>
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: <font style="color:#00ff00;" size="2">■</font> "Look, don't quote me on it, but she isn't who she says she is. Ever hear the name P'ianthe Aliapoh? Turned up dead a few weeks back. That's gotta be her. I know it is." — ''Mythril Eye Reporter''.
: <font style="color:#00ff00;" size="2">■</font> "There used to be a lady with a fucked up left arm 'round 'ere. Called 'Nerve'. No one's ever seen 'er, 'cept that old syndicate that she used to lead. See that magitek left arm? Mmmhm. You catch the drift yet?" — ''Shady Info Broker''.

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<p><div align=center><div style="font-family:Georgia;"><small>Feel free to add your own rumors to this section.</small></div></div></p>

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: <font style="color:#0f0f0f;" size="2">■</font> "Rumor text." — ''[[Character Name]]''.


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=Gallery=
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: ''[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UjYGnLEsTHI Devil's Flesh and Bone]''
:: Composers: Eliza Rickman
:: <small>Origin: n/a
:: Context: Backstory</small>
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File:Ianthe1.png | Commissioned from [http://indusfera.deviantart.com/ InduSfera]
File:Ianthe2.png| Commissioned from [http://fainfaineant.tumblr.com/ Fainfaineant]
File:Ianthe3.png| Commission from [http://ezrodraws.tumblr.com/ Ezro]
File:Ianthe4.png| Commisson from [http://corykatze.deviantart.com/ Corykatze]
File:Ianthe5.png| Gift from [http://morika.tumblr.com/ Morika]
File:Ianthe6.png| Commisson from [http://ezrodraws.tumblr.com/ Ezro]
File:Ianthe7.png| Commisson from [http://2moros.deviantart.com/ 2moros]
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=RP Info=
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: ■ <b>Ishgard/Coerthas:</b> Medium Probablility
: ■ <b>Gridania/Black Shroud:</b> Extremely Low Probability
: ■ <b>Limsa Lominsa/La Noscea:</b> High Probablility
: ■ <b>Ul'dah/Thanalan:</b> Very High Probability

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: ■ <b>Incunabulum:</b> Her business! She's known as the Curator there.
: ■ <b>The Vth Legion (?):</b> Sort of disbanded, but her connections are still there.
: ■ <b>Science!:</b> FC tag is <<NYAHA>>. Belongs to a friend of Ianthe's.
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">The following items are things that this individual carries on their person at all times. These are noted for pickpockets, and those watching her closely. This information is meant to be a prompt for insight and is not to be meta-gamed, though feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in RP (pickpocketing, a search, etc) with use of a simple /tell.</div></div>
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: ■ <b>Soul Crystal:</b> Heavily warded! Would not be accessible to a pickpocket without extreme aetheric talent.
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: ■ <b>Switchblade:</b> Everyone needs a pocket knife. Just don't grab the pointy end when you try to mug her with it.

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: ■ <b>Grimoire OR gun:</b> Better armed than dead. Grimoire also heavily warded. Do not open: Risk of death.


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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">I like to consider myself a flexible player who is willing to commit to a number of different types of scenes and role-play scenarios, but even I have my limits. If something is on the play list, assume it means yes, as long as it's within the context of the current play or ongoing plot. No's are typically a hard no, and it means don't ask. </div></div>

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: ■ '''I will play''' dark themes, mildly sexual themes (NO ERP, FTB), mild gore. Long term plots, adventure, combat, etc. Only write ships with me if you're ready for me to literally never leave you alone because I love ships and Ianthe is a lonely old lady.

: ■ '''Ask about''' mortal wounds (this could be any wound that breaks Ianthe's skin-- she has hemophilia) and rape themes. I know it's in her backstory, but that doesn't mean it needs to happen in RP.

: ■ '''I won't play''' character death, dismemberment (unless you grab her magitek hand and run), or any "ask" themes that weren't asked about. </div></div>

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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">While the below is by no means comprehensive, it's a kind of spring board for walk-up RP. Longer plots that are meant to run for more than a few quick RP's, please feel free to send me a tell so we can work out a good reason for our characters to get to know one another. I'm always looking for RP. </div></div>

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: ■ Things she's got in her pockets! Jack 'em or ask about 'em! She won't bite! I hope...
: ■ The Incunabulum! She does run a business, you know.
: ■ Her eyes are always a good conversation starter. People overuse red eyes to hell and back, but they're still a vital part of Allagan history.
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=OOC Notes=
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">There is a lot of information on this character wiki, but it is by no means completely comprehensive. There are chunks of backstory that are left intentionally vague so that details can be later added as developed through creative writing or in role-play revelation. Feel free to use Common or Uncommon rumors freely, if you want to use a Rare Rumor as a plot hook or to spark RP, I would ask that you send me a tell first, to make certain it's alright.</div></div>

<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#999999;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-variant: small-caps;"><b>Character Lore Adherence</b></div>
<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">Ianthe has been written very carefully with months of work and research to be sure that she complies fully to lore, despite her far-fetched origins. If there is anything you are unclear on as far as her lore goes, please ask! I promise there's an answer to everything! Everything concerning this character that has not been explicitly confirmed by in-game lore should otherwise be taken with a grain of salt. Anything that has had to be changed because of lore shifting will be noted below.</div></div>
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: ■ Minor backstory retcons to conform to lore.
: ■ Character motivation retcon due to OOC conflict.
: ■ Character "death" rewritten for lore.
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">In case it wasn't clear, Ianthe is just a Meracydian/Allagan bastard with a lot of problems. </div></div>

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<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#999999;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-variant: small-caps;"><b>Links Out</b></div>
<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">Links that lead off the wiki, but are technically relevant to the character.</div></div>
:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">■ FC Website: [http://incunabulum.enjin.com/ <<INK>>]</div></div>

<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#999999;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-variant: small-caps;"><b>Tropes & Explanations</b></div>
<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;">A trope is a convention or device that is often found in creative works. In this case, the tropes below describe my character either in part, or as a whole. Their background, personality, appearance, etc, most of them can be described in the tropes below.</div></div>
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:: ■ [http://tvtropes.org/ who even has time to read through tvtropes anymore though]
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=Credits=
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: <div align=justify><div style="padding: 2px 1px;font-size:13px; color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;">This wiki is constantly changing as the character’s story changes. It was last modified on Month ##th, 2016.<br><br>A blank version of the wiki template can be found [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Glioca_Character_Template_v2 here]</div></div>
<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#999999;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-variant: small-caps;"><b>Layout Information</b></div>
: <div align=justify><div style="padding: 2px 1px;font-size:13px; color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;">The following is not entirely comprehensive, but contains general credits. Please leave the link-backs if you use this template!
::■ Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]].
::■ Adapted by [[Xheja Rajhera]].
::■ Tabs by [[Unnamed Mercenary]].
::■ Expanded bits by [[Lucaell Tareth'eian]].
::■ Header image inspired by [[D'lyhhia Lhuil]].
::■ Music bits from [[J'karu Rhome]].
::■ Relationships & OOC notes by [[Glioca Sargonnai]].
::■ Various formatting inspired by [[Odette Saoirse]] & others.</div></div>
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[[Category: Balmung]]
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Armoroad: im great at file names

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im gonna laugh at this file name for 9857674 years

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Armoroad: obsolete page my guys

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P'ianthe Aliapoh

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=Basic Information=

{{Infobox-character
| name = P'ianthe Aliapoh
| image = Ianthe.png
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| caption = art by ezrodraws
| title = .<br><br>
| gender = Female.
| citizenship = Allagan.
| race = Miqo'te.
| clan = Seeker of the Sun.
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 52.
| stat_2 = Occupation
| stat_2_value = Teacher/Scientist.
| stat_3 = Orientation
| stat_3_value = Bisexual.
| stat_4 = Alignment
| stat_4_value = Chaotic Evil.
| stat_5 = Affiliation
| stat_5_value = The Vth Legion.
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<p><font style="color:#HIGHLIGHT COLOR;" size="2" family="Georgia"><b>P'ianthe Aliapoh</b></font> '''(Pronunciation''': peh-<i>yan</i>-thay ah-lie-a-poh''')''', misplaced in our time. From thousands of years ago, sleeping along with hundreds of other preserved samples and citizens much like her, she rested. Half Allagan and half Meracydian, inheriting the Royal Eye and being miqo’te, she lived during the final years of the Allagan Empire. Pointedly cruel and quite invested in her research, she served in the Allagan military for ten years, developed the Neurolink program after being discharged, and raised a daughter much like her named P’allas. Her memories cut out at the age of 52, which is when her current self (a clone of the real Ianthe) was placed in stasis. The real P’ianthe lived to the age of 86, and died of natural causes. The current Ianthe is also incredibly skilled with aether and diseases. She keeps an egi close at all times.</p>

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<p>On the shorter side for a miqo’te, Ianthe doesn't exactly strike an imposing figure. Her tail is short-furred and rather lacking in length as well, and gray hair strikes through naturally black hair. And, as much as the character creator would like to deny us poor players the luxury, she does have a rather impressive bust. Age lines stand out around her eyes, though she does her best to keep them concealed. Regularly repairing her body keeps her looking closer to her late thirties, rather than over fifty. </p>

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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #PRIMARY COLOR;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>PERSONALITY</center></div></span></h3>

<p><b>Cruel. Calculating. <i>Amorous.</i></b> Finding Ianthe without a wine glass or a cigar in hand is a rare sight indeed. Memories of her daughter and of Allag plague Ianthe, and she often attempts to push them from her mind by drinking or smoking. Or, on occasion, she’ll rather sleep with someone. Not anyone, however. Rather someone she knows. She’s also no stranger to cruelty. Just about anyone is a veritable target for this Meracydian woman. She’s often manipulative, and sly. Hardly anything will prevent her from trying to catch about anyone in her web of lies and sugared promises. She also fancies contracts and deals to seal her victims’ fates.</p>

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<p><b>HER DAUGHTER.</b> If there was one thing in her life that Ianthe loved wholeheartedly, it was her daughter. She would do anything to get back P’allas.</p>
<p><b>FIRE.</b> She’s always had a cruel fascination with setting things ablaze. Some women just want to watch the world burn.</p>
<p><b>DRINKING.</b> She’s often moody, and doesn't much care for it. If there's one sure fire way to forget, it's with a drink.</p>
<p><b>SCIENCE.</b> Since she was young, Ianthe had a fancy for the sciences. Her mother disapproved, telling her to give up and become a courtesan, but Ianthe had other ideas.</p></div>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="DISLIKES"><span class="mw-headline">
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<p><b>LEONNAUX ALTOIX.</b> A student of hers, and a naïve boy she had a contract with. He’s proven to be quite a hassle so far… </p>
<p><b>EORZEA.</b> Far too used to Allag and its myriad advancements, being in Eorzea is like being sent back in time to the beginning days of Hydaelyn. She’s not very fond of such a primitive society.</p>
<p><b>BEING THWARTED.</b> Carefully calculating and willing to do anything to win, she hates having to make sacrifices, and hates being outsmarted even more.</p>
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<p><b>MAGIC.</b> Being Allagan, and having been in the Allagan military for so many years, she has some level of proficiency with summoning and other magicks.</p>
<p><b>CUNNING.</b> She’s a quick thinker, and very manipulative. Those who fall into her grasp soon find it hard to escape her sugared promises.</p>
<p><b>RESOURCES.</b> Being Allagan definitely gives one resources from Eras long past. Even in the ruins of Allag, some of its technology still works well.</p>
<p><b>INTELLIGENCE.</b> Ianthe graduated from higher Allagan education as one of the top students in her class, having no other options but success. To this day, she still retains most of her knowledge.</p>
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<p><b>HEMOPHILIA.</b> Being in a cloned body, it doesn't quite work the way it should. She doesn't heal from injuries the way she should, and any open wounds continue to bleed until she repairs them in Mor Dhona.</p>
<p><b>PHYSICAL WEAKNESS.</b> At her age, and despite her young looks, Ianthe still lacks much of the physical strength she used to have.</p>
<p><b>HER DAUGHTER.</b> Ianthe’s daughter is guaranteed to bring up a weak spot. She loved her daughter, and having outlived P’allas weighs heavily upon her heart.</p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #PRIMARY COLOR;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>CURRENT INVENTORY</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>This is a list of the items that P'ianthe currently is keeping on her person. Feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in the course of RP, such as pickpocketing, a search, etc.</p></center>

<center><p><b>Last Updated:</b> 8/6/2016.</p></center>

::* <p><b>SWITCHBLADE:</b> A small knife, meant as a last resort in fights. She keeps it sharp at all times. </p>
::* <p><b>SOUL CRYSTAL:</b> The soul of a Summoner. She keeps it close, having had it since she was sixteen and first training as one of the many Summoners of Allag. </p>
::* <p><b>GRIMOIRE:</b> She’s had it since she was young. Pages infused with magic and laden with aether, it contains decades of writing alone. Its pages hide equations and spells all the way from present day to Ianthe’s student years. </p>

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #PRIMARY COLOR;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3>
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<p><b>Handedness</b>: Left.</p>

=Combat=

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<p>Allagan Summoner, war veteran, and winner of the 69th Runestone, Ianthe has a knack for inflicting pain upon others and getting into fights.</p>

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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>An old tome filled with secrets, spells, and equations. It holds a ridiculous amount of aether after so long of being kept active.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p>A small weapon of no particular significance. A blade she keeps tucked away, to describe it simply. Its edge is razor-sharp, and the entire weapon is small enough to hold in the palm of her hand.</p></div>

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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #PRIMARY COLOR;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>EXPERIENCE LOG</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>Here is a list of recent and/or notable fights, roleplay scenes, etc. that Ianthe has been a part of. This list is by no means all inclusive, and serves more as a general reference as to what she has been up to.</p></center>

* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>69th RUNESTONE :</b> <i>Grimoire.</i> Accompanied by her egi and using her grimoire, Ianthe won match after match, finally reaching the final round of the 69th Runestone. In the last match, her and [[Togy Brandmakt]] went back and forth, dodging and blocking every attack, until Ianthe finally came out on top, champion of the Runestone.</div>

=History=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #PRIMARY COLOR;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>BACKSTORY</center></div></span></h3>

<p>She was born as the bastard child of an Allagan soldier and a Meracydian woman. During the war, her mother P'ajah was taken captive in Allag. Before the war was over, even, P'ajah was with child. Her daughter she named Ianthe, though she was born with the demonic red eyes of the Allagan people. Societally, Allag had no laws against other races. However, due to the war, Meracydians often found it difficult to live well. Managing as best she could, P'ajah sent her daughter to the best education she could afford. She learned alongside Allagan children, creating technological and aetheric abominations. </p>
<p>At the age of sixteen, her mother no longer has the funds to continue sending P'ianthe to school. She had lost her job. Determined to get ahead and make a name for herself, she joined the Allagan military as a Summoner. A biological weapon. Allag offered scholarships to any students in service, and so she worked. Four years she juggled education and military training. Once she was 20, she was granted a scholarship to one of the finest Allagan universities.</p>
<p>In her final years as a student, P'ianthe majored in aetherochemistry. Her true goal was to become a scientist on the newly developed military base, Azys Lla. The Primals of Meracydia had been subdued, and development of the island had been increased in the past year. Within her group of friends, they had been developing a senior project of sorts, with P'ianthe at the head. The idea was to create an artificial form of tempering, binding individual subjects to keys, using a surge of aether similar to attunement. Ianthe's job was to get the project off the ground, since she conceptualized it. Her roommates would work on the way it would actually work, having majored in aetherochemistry, engineering, biology, and computer engineering (with a minor in cyber security). Cyprian, a small hyuran boy, was the biologist. The engineer was Eryx, the aetherochemist was named Thisbe, and the computer engineer was named Rhea.</p>
<p>However, few who could fund the project would listen to the pleas of a Meracydian woman. After two years of being unable to get Neurolink funded, P'ianthe and her colleagues went their separate ways. P'ianthe herself entered back into the military, remaining there until she was 28. She had been sent to keep a region near modern Garlemald in check, and was injured when an Allagan chimera broke loose. She had been protecting another citizen when her right arm was mauled by the chimera. After the incident, it was replaced with a prosthetic, and she was honorably discharged the following month. A private confrontation with the head of the chimerics division, a hyuran man named Erebos, ended in a deal. A contract signed between the two of them. She could control his chimeras, and he would fund the project… for a price. She’d dance for him, and give him anything he wanted. Each time he grew upset or impatient, he would threaten to cut funding, and each time P’ianthe would return to sate him.</p>
<p>By the end of the project’s development, she was 29, and with child. Erebos, of course, was the father. She’d not <i>wanted</i> a child, and even threatened Erebos with assault charges. He still controlled the financial situation of Neurolink, however, and P’ianthe was forced to back down. Several years after having her daughter (P’allas was her name), Ianthe met a kind Meracydian man. He was only a mechanic, having barely gained citizenship in Allag, but they worked together within the Flagship. S’yche asked P’ianthe to marry him on her 35th birthday. P’allas was 6 at the time. </p>
<p>Outraged by her vow to another, Erebos threatened and blackmailed both Ianthe and her daughter, and the financial situation of Neurolink. Unable to do much but submit, P’ianthe continued her affairs with the chimerics director. Soon his threats and other illegal dealings were unearthed, and he was executed. The lawyer who discovered the affairs, however, was interested in protecting the sanctity of Ianthe’s family and her job. Her involvement was rather dangerous, and he could help… for a price. The affairs began anew. Her husband knew some of what was going on, though he remained silent, knowing their precarious situation as Meracydians. By the age of 41, the affairs had stopped.</p>
<p> Three years after the affairs had ended, P’ianthe felt a growing pressure to ensure her line’s fame. Pressuring her daughter, she convinced P’allas to enlist in the Allagan military. She was only 14 at the time, but Allag had few laws as far as age went. A mage needed not be physically skilled, after all.</p>
<p>Feeling the decline of her life, P’ianthe cloned herself on Azys Lla, sealing away her clone within the Fractal Continuum at the age of 52. Her memories cut out at that point, but the original P’ianthe lived to the age of 86, dying peacefully of natural causes.</p>

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<p>Upon waking up, Ianthe had a renewed cruelty, and nothing to hold her back. Thousands of years of being asleep took quite the toll upon her body, and she quickly found herself siding with Garlemald. Under the command of [[Decima van Balventius]], she works for the Vth Legion, operating Neurolink still.</p>
<p>She has a student by the name of [[Leonnaux Altoix]] as well, whom she signed a contract with. "Do anything I ask of you, and tell no one" were the terms. However, Leonnaux has been quick to break both. An attempt to resurrect her daughter through Leonnaux was made, and quickly backfired, ending in him having possession of her daughter's soul crystal. She's threatened several... less than savory consequences, and attempted to make good upon one of them. However she was quickly subdued, and her fate with Leonnaux lies in question.</p>

=Relationships=

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<center><p>These are mostly backstory-related relationships.</p></center>

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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>P'ajah,</b> <i>mother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">❖</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>P'ianthe's mother did her very best, sure, but that didn't spare her daughter from hardship. She failed in that respect.</p></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ianthe's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Never knew him. Never cared."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Her dad came and went. Literally. Once. Before she was even conceived. She doesn't know who her father was, but hey, a soldier needs a reward for the work they do <i>somehow</i>.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>P'allas</b>, <i>daughter</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">❖</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ianthe’s Thoughts:</b> <i>”Quote goes here.”</i></div>
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<center><p>Listed here are the non-family characters, both PC and NPC, that CHARACTER has interacted with enough or in such a way for HIM/HER to form a real opinion about them. Please don't take personal offense if your character isn't listed here, or how the interaction or relationship is described. It isn't that I dislike your character or our RP. I just tend to only add these as necessary for those who make a real impact on CHARACTER, and descriptions are purely based upon in character experiences and opinions!</p></center>
<center><p><b>Last Update...</b> DATE.</p></center>
<center><p>* An asterisks denotes that CHARACTER doesn't know the individual's true name.</p></center>

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=Rumors=
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #PRIMARY COLOR;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>RUMORS</center></div></span></h3>

<center>''These are rumors, both from NPCs and PCs, that one might overhear in regards to CHARACTER. Feel free to utilize these in your RP hooks, or add your own!''</center>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #RUMOR 1 COLOR; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Common Rumors -</b> ''Easily overheard. Use these freely!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Rumor goes here." <b>-- Rumor Author.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Rumor goes here." <b>-- Rumor Author.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #RUMOR 2 COLOR; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Rumor goes here." <b>-- Rumor Author.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Rumor goes here." <b>-- Rumor Author.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Rumor goes here." <b>-- Rumor Author.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #RUMOR 3 COLOR; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Rumor goes here." <b>-- Rumor Author.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Rumor goes here." <b>-- Rumor Author.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #RUMOR 4 COLOR; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Player Character Rumors -</b> ''Feel free to add rumors of your own!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(Insert rumor here.) <b>-- Rumor Author / Location</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(<i>If you add a player rumor, please first copy and paste the above line of code to leave behind for the next person! Thanks!</i>)</div></p>

=Visuals=

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<center>A collection of artwork of CHARACTER, either commissioned or gifted by the respective artist(s). Artist names & info are linked when you hover over images.
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=RP Hooks=

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* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Role Name or Type:</b> Description about the role or hook.</div>

=OOC Notes=

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Overall, I'm pretty chill as far as guidelines go. I don't have an extensive list of 'Do's or 'Don't's or things that I personally find triggering. So chances are, you won't offend me or make me uncomfortable unless you're trying to or just being really skeevy in general. Still, for the sake of making sure everyone's on the same page here, let me make a few mentions in particular:
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Armoroad: cool allagan grandma idk

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Cicineru vivineru

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| title = Worth more than 2 fulms and 10 ilms.<br><br>
| gender = Male.
| citizenship = Ul'dah.
| race = Lalafell.
| clan = Dunesfolk.
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3>

<p><font style="color:#610B0B;" size="2" family="Georgia"><b>Cicineru Vivineru</b></font> '''(Pronunciation''': <i>See-see</i>-neh-ru vee-vee-neh-ru''')''', born on the Tenth Sun of the Second Astral Moon in the Sagolii desert, he was never much one for the grander lifestyles. Accustomed to roaming the desert sands and trading the spoils of the sands, he's never actually left Thanalan. The Shroud frightens him, though he's well versed on global history.</p>

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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3>

<p>Short and round (like all lalafells). His skin and hair are dark-- indicative of an Ul’dahn heritage. There are three pale scars stretching across his chest, and long faded thinner onces along his back. They are not the result of self-harm-- rather the result of his father’s abuse. There are burns on his left side as well, as little-seen they are by others. His right eye is faded and blind, the left retaining a brilliant blue from his father’s heritage.</p>

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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>PERSONALITY</center></div></span></h3>

<p><b>Blunt. Obnoxious. <i>Loyal.</i></b> Cicineru is constantly leaping to conclusions which he should not make. His words are thick and well-spoken, though his voice is sometimes softer than need be. However, he is quick to anger and slow to cool off once in that place. It is not uncommon to see Ci picking fights and getting in scraps, especially while drunk… and boy does he drink. Especially when drunk his usual flirtiness gets worse, but even when sober he has a tendency to try and get with any women (and men) he sees</p>

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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p><b>ARGUING.</b> Arguing or debating with anyone in any way or form makes Cicineru incredibly happy… unless he loses, that is.</p>
<p><b>FIRE.</b> Setting things ablaze, including himself, has always pleased him.</p>
<p><b>FLIRTING.</b> Flirting has always been a form of escapism for Ci. It’s not the best, but he makes do.</p>
<p><b>STARS.</b> Being somewhat versed in Sharlayan Astrology, Ci has always had an affinity for the stars, and a liking for their light.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p><b>WATER.</b> Cicineru can’t stand any body of water. The mere sight of a bath is enough to make him faint.</p>
<p><b>COLD.</b> Ci has never done well in cold temperatures-- hence why he has never left Thanalan. He can’t seem to regulate his temperature well.</p>
<p><b>FATHERS.</b> Any mention of a father is enough to send him into a depressed mood.</p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p><b>LOYALTY.</b> Once you've earned his trust, one is like to find that Ci is in fact an incredibly loyal person. He would take an arrow for a friend any day.</p>
<p><b>STRENGTH.</b> Cicineru’s years of desrt living, drake riding, and fencing ended with him being rather strong. This is mostly in arm strength and stamina. The rest of his physical prowess is comparatively weaker.</p>
<p><b>INTELLIGENCE.</b> Born with an insatiable hunger for knowledge, Cici has studied every tome he can find within Thanalan, and had more yet imported. Try not to argue with him on the importance of history.</p>
<p><b>DETERMINATION.</b> He refuses to give up, despite how many times he may be knocked down.</p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p><b>BLINDNESS.</b> Of the few things Cicineru inherited from his father, bright blue eyes were one of them. In a fit of hatred, he attempted to blind himself. He successfully blinded the right, and damaged the left.</p>
<p><b>INSECURITY.</b> Racism in the cities and a damaging childhood left Ci with a crippling insecurity, and a fear of not being enough.</p>
<p><b>PERSISTENCE.</b> In battle, Ci often fights past points that he should. He has trouble overcoming his anger, and often cannot tell when he is too injured to fight.</p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>CURRENT INVENTORY</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>This is a list of the items that Cicineru currently is keeping on his person. Feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in the course of RP, such as pickpocketing, a search, etc.</p></center>

<center><p><b>Last Updated:</b> 4/24/16.</p></center>

::* <p><b>MOTHER’S RING:</b> When he left the Sagolii to find employment in Ul'dah, his mother left her ring with him, and nothing else.. </p>
::* <p><b>SATCHEL:</b> A nondescript pouch containing gil. More often than not full. On nights he’s in particularly terrible pain, more often than not empty. </p>
::* <p><b>GLASSES:</b> Old, chipped, cracked, beat-up reading glasses that he keeps tucked into a fold in his robes. He cannot read without them whatsoever-- though he can see decently without them on. </p>

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<p><b>Face Claim</b>: N/A.</p>
<p><b>Body Claim</b>: N/A.</p>
<p><b>Voice Claim</b>: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqYJmLVS4Ho Ramsay Bolton].</p>

=Combat=

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<p>With a past like Cicineru’s, and an occupation like his to boot, one must always be prepared to have a little spat or two. Moderately skilled in Sharlayan Astrology, he can heal whatever ails him (albeit not well in battle), and deals with cards often. More than not, however, he can be found with sword in hand and shield at the ready.</p>

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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>A sort of family antique. His father bestowed the old star globe upon Cici when he was only five. After all, the kid needed to know how to keep himself alive.</p></div>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="TYRFING"><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 10px;background: #393B0B;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-family:Georgia;"><center>TYRFING</center></div></span></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p>Not really a legendary sword (or a sword of particular uniqueness either), it’s the blade Ci is most likely to be found wearing. It was not his first blade, no, but is definitely one that has served him well. It has many scratches and repaired flaws.</p></div>
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<div style="padding:10px 10px; background: #393B0B;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-family:Georgia;"><center>NARUJJ</center></div></span></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>The sword that Cicineru has had since he was a child, given to him by his mother. It's thin and has a sharp sting.</p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>EXPERIENCE LOG</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>Here is a list of recent and/or notable fights, roleplay scenes, etc. that Cicineru has been a part of. This list is by no means all inclusive, and serves more as a general reference as to what he has been up to.</p></center>

* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Cotota Dakzar :</b> <i>Unarmed.</i> Entirely unarmed and simply attempting to pick a fight, he was attacked by a mad Au Ra woman with an axe. She swung the blunt side into his shoulder and dislocated it, sending him home indignant and defeated.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Ulfarr Tigron (4/24/16) :</b> <i>Narujj.</i> Spurred on by a bad mood and a terrible idea, the two battled publicly for several hours. Ci took a number of hits to the face, and Ulfarr was run through in his shoulder by Ci’s blade.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Ulfarr Tigron (5/5/16) :</b> <i>Narujj.</i> After a series of disagreements and unspoken stresses, Ci and Ulfarr encountered one another in the Quicksand and the previous tension escalated. Ci demanded Ulfarr make good on his threats to harm him, rather than acting like a coward and talking big, so Ulfarr took him out of the gates. There, he easily laid waste to the lalafell, leaving him with three near-fatal gashes across his chest. If not for Rhel'ir, he would have died.</div>

=History=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>BACKSTORY</center></div></span></h3>

<p>Born in the burning sands of the Sagolii, Cicineru Vivineru was the son of a Sharlayan archaeologist and a woman who roamed the sands for a living. Their names were Eideard and Vividi. Eideard sought to uncover the secrets of the ruins buried beneath the sands of Thanalan, and Vividi was merely a traveler and a trader. The two had fallen in love and had a child-- Ci.</p>
<p>However, driven mad by the heat and frustrated by his failure, Eideard had begun to abuse his son when he was only five. As the years passed, Eideard's abuse escalated from that into "experimenting", and "researching" lalafellin pain tolerances. Vividi didn't know of the things Eideard did.</p>
<p>After years of this, Vividi discovered the things that Eideard had been doing to Cicineru, and drove him away, leaving him to die in the Sagolii desert and safely taking Ci out into the sands with the rest of his family. There he lived for the remaining years of his life, helping protect his caravan and family with his drake, Sorghum. In recent travels to Ul'dah, he found interest in the Sultansworn profession, and managed to become one after only two years of training.</p>

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>RECENT HISTORY</center></div></span></h3>

<p>Having only been a Sultansworn for the past two years, he’s rather inexperienced at his duties. Easily distracted and with a head filled with fantasy, he took a job offered to him by a man named [[Fabius Dandy]], who offered him a job teaching at his school. The Imaginarium proved to be a fantastic environment in which Ci finally has begun to make friends in.</p>

=Relationships=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>RELATIONSHIPS</center></div></span></h3>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>FAMILY & TRIBE</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>These are mostly backstory-related relationships.</p></center>

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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Vividi Vidi,</b> <i>mother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ci’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"S-she was… She was good. Never talked to me much for fear of father getting all pissed off..."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Now deceased (so Ci believes), Vividi cared deeply for her son. She was always there for him, even when he was being harmed by his father. She provided for him his drake, his home, and his sword experience.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Eideard Cadeyrn</b>, <i>father</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">❖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ci's Thoughts:</b> <i>"If he was still here, I’d run him through, I would. I would do it thirty times and thirty times more, just for existing."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Eideard was the worst father any young Sagolii could have hoped for. He used his son for a test subject, and scarred him both physically and mentally for life. Cicineru lived in fear of Eideard, and still is paranoid that his father will return from the dead to haunt him. He believes Eideard died in the desert, but there was never any confirmation of his death.</p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>NON-FAMILY</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>Listed here are the non-family characters, both PC and NPC, that Cicineru has interacted with enough or in such a way for him to form a real opinion about them. Please don't take personal offense if your character isn't listed here, or how the interaction or relationship is described. It isn't that I dislike your character or our RP. I just tend to only add these as necessary for those who make a real impact on Cicineru, and descriptions are purely based upon in character experiences and opinions!</p></center>
<center><p><b>Last Update...</b> 4/24/16.</p></center>
<center><p>* An asterisks denotes that Cicineru doesn't know the individual's true name.</p></center>

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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Ruriri Ruri]], <i>the puppetmaster</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ci’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Of the one thing that I hate being done to me, she’s done it, and she’s done it better than any damn person I’ve ever known..."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>She pulled him away from his duties. She filled his head with silly fantasies of adventuring. She tried to tell him of her attraction, and upon only their second meeting tensions grew high. She took the initiative, and by whittling at Ci’s resolve ended up the first woman to sleep with him. Since then, however, he’s been her perfect little puppet-- she could do whatever he wanted. He’s under her complete control.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Fabius Dandy]], <i>eccentric as they come</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ci’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Something else, that's for sure."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>An eccentric individual… to say the least. He met him by chance while going to bother Yoxoh’sae, and wound up bumping into Dandy again and again. Soon enough, he was asked to teach at the hyur’s school, The Imaginarium. After a good deal of compromising and debating, he gave in and accepted a teaching role at the school. Ci now works as a history teacher there.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Rhel’ir Tayuun]], <i>bad luck black cat</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ci’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Definitely a strange fellow. I’d punch his nose in just about any day of the week, though."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Some poor guy who managed to make Ci’s acquaintance. He’s married to Fabius Dandy unfortunately-- Ci wouldn’t be caught dead married to a nutjob like that for any reason. Rhel’s a sort of strange friend, though. The kind of friend that Ci wouldn’t mind giving a good wallop to, even without good reason. Rhel’s kinda punchable.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Yoxoh’sae Betwanhe]], <i>just a kid</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ci’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Kid isn’t fit to function in the real world. He’s not mentally ready for all the shite that’s gonna come his way."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>One of the first people in Ul’dah that Ci met. Yoxoh is far too sweet and far too innocent for really any real world situations. Obviously incredibly sheltered, Yoxoh hasn’t seen many bad things… and he isn’t really ready to. If anyone, Cicineru would protect Yoxoh with his life.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Tamm’lin Maertena]], <i>drinking buddy extraordinaire</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ci’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Rather have her fighting with me than against me. She’s feistier than a coeurl in heat!"</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>If anyone is worthy of being called terrifying yet friendly, it’s Tamm. She’s spunky, loud, tough, and most importantly, can match Ci in a drinking contest. Maybe-- that hasn’t been tested quite yet, actually. Regardless of her capacity for alcohol, she’s a good friend, and he’d gladly fight beside her any day.</p></div>
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=Rumors=
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>RUMORS</center></div></span></h3>

<center>''These are rumors, both from NPCs and PCs, that one might overhear in regards to Cicineru. Feel free to utilize these in your RP hooks, or add your own!''</center>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #190707; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Common Rumors -</b> ''Easily overheard. Use these freely!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"It’s weird seein’ someone so small doin’ a job so big." <b>-- A trader.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He’s got scars all over him. Little shite’s gotten into some of his own." <b>-- An old gladiator.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #3B0B0B; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He doesn’t last long in bed I heard. Too stalwart to really start much and too-- eh, he's lookin over here. Pipe down, will you?" <b>-- An adventurer.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">""He’s one of those folks from down in the Saigoli! The ones that all make their homes on those big tortoises, I think." <b>-- A scholar.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Got laid off a few weeks back by his captain. Almost took off a new recruit's hand for fumblin' with his blade." <b>-- A Brass Blade.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #8A0808; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He’s got some damned nerve… Thinks he’s important now does he? I tell you, you could knock that boy over with a feather. He pales at the sight of a bath!" <b>-- A shady lalafell standing off to the side.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He learned from one of the best, he did. He’s got an eye for handling chocobos and a good sword hand. I’m proud of him." <b>-- A wanderer.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #1C1C1C; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Player Character Rumors -</b> ''Feel free to add rumors of your own!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(Insert rumor here.) <b>-- Rumor Author / Location</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(<i>If you add a player rumor, please first copy and paste the above line of code to leave behind for the next person! Thanks!</i>)</div></p>

=Visuals=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="Screenshots"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>SCREENSHOTS</center></div></span></h3>

<center>A collection of screenshots of Cicineru that serves as a visual reference, or snapshots from certain roleplaying scenes.</center>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="Artwork"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ARTWORK</center></div></span></h3>

<center>A collection of artwork of Cicineru, either commissioned or gifted by the respective artist(s). Artist names & info are linked when you hover over images.
<br>You are <i><b>not permitted to re-use</b></i> this artwork for your own characters or purposes, whether on Final Fantasy XIV or on other games, forums, etc.</center>
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=RP Hooks=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="Screenshots"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ROLEPLAY HOOKS</center></div></span></h3>

<p>Feel free to use these when approaching Cici! They are things that are easy to start up interaction using, or things that your character can know without metagaming or knowing more than you should.</p>

* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Sultansworn:</b> Whenever a Paladin, Cici is also a Sultansworn, and it isn’t difficult to recognize him as one. Feel free to ask questions or harass him about it.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Astrologian:</b> Whenever in his Astrologian gear, Ci does card readings to make some extra gil.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Teacher:</b> Ci teaches at the Imaginarium as well. He’s a well-versed history teacher, and will gladly address prospective students and otherwise.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Scars:</b> Cicineru has three large pale scars stretching from his neck and shoulder to his stomach from his duel with Ulfarr.</div>

=OOC Notes=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ABOUT THE PLAYER</center></div></span></h3>

<p>The name’s Ezekial, and I’m just some dweeb meddling about with dumb characters. I’m always open to skype requests and people following me on tumblr (which is armoroad, btw). Uhh, seriously the biggest dweeb ever on the inside. Talk to me about electro swing pls thank you. Also do art? I wasn’t prepared to write about myself this is a page about Ci what am I doing with my life.</p>

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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #393B0B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>In summary.</b> Basically don’t piss me off? Ci’s abrasive and quick to anger, but he also is quick to befriend. Just try for it and you’re bound to make it!</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Don't make fun of trans ppl thanks.</b> Otherwise imma drop your ass faster than a guy after scoring his gf post-prom.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>I'm not easily triggered.</b> I'm the jewish person that makes holocaust jokes. Legit, don't worry about offending me. Unless you're some sweaty neckbeard living in your mom's basement or an idiot that things you're a naturalist for feeding the deer, it's hard to make me dislike you.</div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>GUIDELINES</center></div></span></h3>

Overall, I'm pretty chill as far as guidelines go. I don't have an extensive list of 'Do's or 'Don't's or things that I personally find triggering. So chances are, you won't offend me or make me uncomfortable unless you're trying to or just being really skeevy in general. Still, for the sake of making sure everyone's on the same page here, let me make a few mentions in particular:
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Write smut (often).</b> I stay out of erp as much as I can. Don’t pressure me into it or whatever. Ci’s actually really into that so I’m fine content-wise, but I’ll also opt to fade to black almost 100% of the time.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Kill my character.</b> Except I’m totally chill with fights and mortal wounds. I love putting my characters in pain y’all got no idea.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Censor my character.</b> Ci is obnoxious. Ci is rude. Ci is abrasive, and jumps to conclusions, and speaks like he’s better than everyone. I won’t dumb him down for your sake. Ever. The end.</div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Hurt my muse.</b> Honestly I love when Ci gets hurt or when he’s in emotional pain. If you write emotional things with me, I will love you ‘til the end of days, forreal.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Write my character how I want.</b> Not everyone in real life is likeable. If you don’t like Ci, put your big girl panties on and suck it up, because it isn’t my job to appeal to everyone. It’s my job to write what makes me happy, not write what you want.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Overstep my boundaries and forget things.</b> I have honest to god, clinically diagnosed memory problems. If I forget your boundaries and overstep mine, or forget an interaction or a rule, please forgive me. I have a very difficult time remembering most things.</div>
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<b>Tumblr:</b> [http://armoroad.tumblr.com armoroad].
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<b>Deviantart:</b> [http://armoroad.deviantart.com armoroad].



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Ciaran Cadeyrn

2016-04-25T03:16:02Z

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=Basic Information=

{{Infobox-character
| name = Ciaran Cadeyrn
| image = ci_apparently_copy.png
| imagewidth = 250
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| title = Worth more than 2 fulms and 10 ilms.<br><br>
| gender = Male.
| citizenship = Ul'dah.
| race = Lalafell.
| clan = Dunesfolk.
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 24.
| stat_2 = Occupation
| stat_2_value = Teacher/Sultansworn.
| stat_3 = Orientation
| stat_3_value = Bisexual.
| stat_4 = Alignment
| stat_4_value = Chaotic Neutral.
| stat_5 = Affiliation
| stat_5_value = The Imaginarium.
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3>

<p><font style="color:#610B0B;" size="2" family="Georgia"><b>Ciaran Cadeyrn</b></font> '''(Pronunciation''': <i>Keer</i>-in cay-der-rin''')''', born on the Tenth Sun of the Second Astral Moon, he was never much one for the grander lifestyles. He was trained extensively in Astrology as a child, and trained just as extensively in the art of swordplay after leaving home. A proud Sultansworn now, he is not difficult to spot out and about the streets of Ul’dah. He speaks much too formally to be any merchant anyway.</p>

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<p>Short and round (like all lalafells). His skin and hair are dark-- indicative of an Ul’dahn heritage. There are pale scars stretching across his back (nearly his entire back is scar tissue), some across his neck and wrists, and more yet down his arms and legs. They are not the result of self-harm-- rather the result of his father’s abuse. There are burns on his ears and the rest of his body as well, as little-seen they are by others. His right eye is faded and blind, the left retaining a brilliant blue from his father’s heritage.</p>

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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>PERSONALITY</center></div></span></h3>

<p><b>Blunt. Obnoxious. <i>Loyal.</i></b> Ciaran is constantly leaping to conclusions which he should not make. It’s the result of a Sharlayan upbringing, of course, but it’s prevalent in every conversation he makes. He tends to cut to the point in conversation as well, being an incredibly blunt person. His words are concise and well-chosen, and he speaks too eloquently for most to understand. However, he is quick to anger and slow to cool off once in that place. It is not uncommon to see Ciaran picking fights and getting in scraps, especially while drunk… and boy does he drink. Especially when drunk his usual flirtiness gets worse, but even when sober he has a tendency to try and get with any women (and men) he sees</p>

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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p><b>ARGUING.</b> Arguing or debating with anyone in any way or form makes Ciaran incredibly happy… unless he loses, that is.</p>
<p><b>FIRE.</b> Setting things ablaze, including himself, has always pleased him.</p>
<p><b>FLIRTING.</b> Flirting has always been a form of escapism for Ciaran. It’s not the best, but he makes do.</p>
<p><b>STARS.</b> Being versed in Sharlayan Astrology, Ciaran has always had an affinity for the stars, and a liking for their light.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p><b>WATER.</b> Ciaran can’t stand any body of water. The mere sight of a bath is enough to make him faint.</p>
<p><b>COLD.</b> Ciaran has never done well in cold temperatures-- hence why his stay in Ishgard was so fleeting whilst fleeing to Eorzea. He can’t seem to regulate his temperature well.</p>
<p><b>FATHERS.</b> Any mention of a father is enough to send him into a depressed mood.</p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p><b>LOYALTY.</b> Once you've earned his trust, one is like to find that Ciaran is in fact an incredibly loyal person. He would take an arrow for a friend any day.</p>
<p><b>STRENGTH.</b> Ciaran’s years of heavy lifting and training in swordplay ended with him being rather strong.</p>
<p><b>INTELLIGENCE.</b> Being one of Sharlayan heritage (for the most part), he’s blessed with a hunger for knowledge and a quick wit.</p>
<p><b>DETERMINATION.</b> He refuses to give up, despite how many times he may be knocked down.</p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p><b>BLINDNESS.</b> Of the few things Ciaran inherited from his father, bright blue eyes were one of them. In a fit of hatred, he attempted to blind himself. He successfully blinded the right, and damaged the left.</p>
<p><b>INSECURITY.</b> Racism and a damaging childhood left Ciaran with a crippling insecurity, and a fear of not being enough.</p>
<p><b>PERSISTENCE.</b> In battle, Ciaran often fights past points that he should. After his childhood he has been incredibly tolerant to pain, and as a result cannot tell when he is too injured to fight.</p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>CURRENT INVENTORY</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>This is a list of the items that Ciaran currently is keeping on his person. Feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in the course of RP, such as pickpocketing, a search, etc.</p></center>

<center><p><b>Last Updated:</b> 4/24/16.</p></center>

::* <p><b>MOTHER’S RING:</b> As he fled Sharlayan, his mother gave him her wedding ring, telling him that it would get him through the difficult times in life. So far that has proven untrue, but it’s been a valuable memento. </p>
::* <p><b>SATCHEL:</b> A nondescript pouch containing gil. More often than not full. On nights he’s in particularly terrible pain, more often than not empty. </p>
::* <p><b>GLASSES:</b> Old, chipped, cracked, beat-up reading glasses that he keeps tucked into a fold in his robes. He cannot read without them whatsoever-- though he can see decently without them on. </p>

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<p><b>Face Claim</b>: N/A.</p>
<p><b>Body Claim</b>: N/A.</p>
<p><b>Voice Claim</b>: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqYJmLVS4Ho Ramsay Bolton].</p>

=Combat=

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<p>With a past like Ciaran’s, and an occupation like his to boot, one must always be prepared to have a little spat or two. Skilled in Sharlayan Astrology, he can heal whatever ails him (albeit not well in battle), and deals with cards often. More than not, however, he can be found with sword in hand and shield at the ready. A paladin always is prepared for a fight, and that means always. There’s no mistaking when the little Sultansworn is on duty or otherwise.</p>

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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>A sort of family antique. His father bestowed the old star globe upon Ciaran when he was only five. After all, the kid needed to know how to keep himself alive.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p>Not really a legendary sword (or a sword of particular uniqueness either), it’s the blade Ciaran is most likely to be found wearing. It was not his first blade, no, but is definitely one that has served him well. It has many scratches and repaired flaws.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>The sword that his adoptive father of five years, and mentor in swordplay gave to him upon leaving for La Noscea. It’s much too large and ungainly for Ciaran to use practically, but it is sentimental to keep about. </p></div>
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<center><p>Here is a list of recent and/or notable fights, roleplay scenes, etc. that Ciaran has been a part of. This list is by no means all inclusive, and serves more as a general reference as to what he has been up to.</p></center>

* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Cotota Dakzar :</b> <i>Unarmed.</i> Entirely unarmed and simply attempting to pick a fight, he was attacked by a mad Au Ra woman with an axe. She swung the blunt side into his shoulder and dislocated it, sending him home indignant and defeated.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Ulfarr Tigron (4/24/16) :</b> <i>Tyrfing.</i> Spurred on by a bad mood and a terrible idea, the two battled publicly for several hours. Ciaran took a number of hits to the face, and Ulfarr was run through in his shoulder by Ciaran’s blade.</div>

=History=

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<p>He was born in Sharlayan to a man named Eideard and a woman named Vividi. Eideard was a Sharayan scholar and Vividi was a dancer from Ul'dah. Ciaran spent his childhood studying with other Sharlayan children. He resided in the Answering Quarter nearby to Saint Moccaine’s Arboretum with his parents for some time. His mother was very kind, though she fell ill only when he was seven. Eideard, however, had other ideas.</p>
<p>Noticing a definitive lack of records on lalafellin tolerances to pain, poisons, and other things such as lung capacity, Eideard found the perfect test subject: Ciaran.</p>
<p>Several years followed in which Ciaran was no more than a research subject. Scarred all across his body and terrified of his father, he was miserable. The Forum was of course thankful for the information Eideard gathered, but none were curious as to how he acquired it.</p>
<p>Vividi knew what was happening to her son, and when he was twelve she arranged to have him smuggled out of Sharlayan and to the Saigoli desert. She had family there that would take care of him, and not being a citizen of Sharlayan she had little legal ability to protect her son. Eideard caught wind of the plan the night that the two of them were going to leave. As Vividi led Ciaran out through the city-state and to the pass to the Forelands, Eideard attacked the two of them. Without hesitation, Ciaran was shoved into the wagon that waited for them, and the driver took off. Eideard was still focused on Vividi by the time Ciaran was out of their sights, and them out of his.</p>
<p>Determined to do as his mother asked rather than return, he traveled to Tailfeather and quickly hopped onto a wagon carrying chocobos to Ishgard. From there he arranged for transport to the Shroud, and from there to Thanalan. His goal was to make it to the Saigoli desert and find Vividi’s family, yet as he crossed over Highbridge he ran into trouble. On the way down from the Shroud and to Camp Drybone, he was grabbed off the road by a Roegadyn traveling with three chocobos all carrying large packs. He was a wanderer and a trader, and wore a rusted old shortsword on his side, and he intended to keep Ciaran.</p>
<p>At first he feared the Roegadyn, whose name was Rostnskylt. However, after only a few days, it became clear that Rostnskylt only wanted someone to help carry his bags and manage the chocobos. The two of them traveled through Thanalan together, Rostnskylt on his way to the Silver Bazaar. On the way, he taught Ciaran the art of swordplay and how to care for the chocobos.</p>
<p>Once at the Silver Bazaar, Rostnskylt settled there for some time with his three chocobos, Boris, Sorghum, and Cerys. Ciaran helped out with the heavy lifting and with caring for his chocobos until he was seventeen. Rostnskylt became a father to Ciaran in that time-- the father that Ciaran never had. A letter came to Rostnskylt one day. His family needed help in La Noscea, and Ciaran could not come with. As Rostnskylt boarded the ferry to leave, he left Sorghum and his sword with the Lalafell and told him to speak with a man named Jenlyns.</p>

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<p>Having only been a Sultansworn for the past two years, he’s rather inexperienced at his duties. Easily distracted and with a head filled with fantasy, he took a job offered to him by a man named [[Fabius Dandy]], who offered him a job teaching at his school. The Imaginarium proved to be a fantastic environment in which Ciaran finally has begun to make friends in.</p>

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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Vividi Vidi,</b> <i>mother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"S-she was… She was good. Never talked to me much for fear of father getting all pissed off..."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Now deceased (so Ciaran believes), Vividi cared deeply for her son. She was simply a tool to avoid legal discipline for Eideard’s deeds, yet she loved her son with all of her heart and more. Seeing him tortured day in and day out for her husband’s research hurt, and she suffered from extreme depression. Eventually, she managed to force Ciaran out of Sharlayan, but at the cost of her own life.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Eideard Cadeyrn</b>, <i>father</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">❖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran's Thoughts:</b> <i>"If he was still here, I’d run him through, I would. I would do it thirty times and thirty times more, just for existing."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Eideard was the worst father any young Sharlayan could have hoped for. He used his son for a test subject, and scarred him both physically and mentally for life. Ciaran lived in fear of Eideard, and still is paranoid that his father will return from the dead to haunt him. He believes Eideard died at Carteneau, but there was never any confirmation of his death.</p></div>
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<center><p>Listed here are the non-family characters, both PC and NPC, that Ciaran has interacted with enough or in such a way for him to form a real opinion about them. Please don't take personal offense if your character isn't listed here, or how the interaction or relationship is described. It isn't that I dislike your character or our RP. I just tend to only add these as necessary for those who make a real impact on Ciaran, and descriptions are purely based upon in character experiences and opinions!</p></center>
<center><p><b>Last Update...</b> 4/24/16.</p></center>
<center><p>* An asterisks denotes that Ciaran doesn't know the individual's true name.</p></center>

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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Ruriri Ruri]], <i>the puppetmaster</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Of the one thing that I hate being done to me, she’s done it, and she’s done it better than any damn person I’ve ever known..."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>She pulled him away from his duties. She filled his head with silly fantasies of adventuring. She tried to tell him of her attraction, and upon only their second meeting tensions grew high. She took the initiative, and by whittling at Ciaran’s resolve ended up the first woman to sleep with him. Since then, however, he’s been her perfect little puppet-- she could do whatever he wanted. He’s under her complete control.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Fabius Dandy]], <i>eccentric as they come</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Something else, that's for sure."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>An eccentric individual… to say the least. He met him by chance while going to bother Yoxoh’sae, and wound up bumping into Dandy again and again. Soon enough, he was asked to teach at the hyur’s school, The Imaginarium. After a good deal of compromising and debating, he gave in and accepted a teaching role at the school. Ciaran now works as a history teacher there.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Rhel’ir Tayuun]], <i>bad luck black cat</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Definitely a strange fellow. I’d punch his nose in just about any day of the week, though."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Some poor guy who managed to make Ciaran’s acquaintance. He’s married to Fabius Dandy unfortunately-- Ci wouldn’t be caught dead married to a nutjob like that for any reason. Rhel’s a sort of strange friend, though. The kind of friend that Ci wouldn’t mind giving a good wallop to, even without good reason. Rhel’s kinda punchable.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Yoxoh’sae Betwanhe]], <i>just a kid</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Kid isn’t fit to function in the real world. He’s not mentally ready for all the shite that’s gonna come his way."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>One of the first people in Ul’dah that Ciaran met. Yoxoh is far too sweet and far too innocent for really any real world situations. Obviously incredibly sheltered, Yoxoh hasn’t seen many bad things… and he isn’t really ready to. If anyone, Ciaran would protect Yoxoh with his life.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Tamm’lin Maertena]], <i>drinking buddy extraordinaire</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Rather have her fighting with me than against me. She’s feistier than a coeurl in heat!"</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>If anyone is worthy of being called terrifying yet friendly, it’s Tamm. She’s spunky, loud, tough, and most importantly, can match Ci in a drinking contest. Maybe-- that hasn’t been tested quite yet, actually. Regardless of her capacity for alcohol, she’s a good friend, and he’d gladly fight beside her any day.</p></div>
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=Rumors=
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>RUMORS</center></div></span></h3>

<center>''These are rumors, both from NPCs and PCs, that one might overhear in regards to Ciaran. Feel free to utilize these in your RP hooks, or add your own!''</center>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #190707; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Common Rumors -</b> ''Easily overheard. Use these freely!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"It’s weird seein’ someone so small doin’ a job so big." <b>-- A trader.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He’s got scars all over him. Little shite’s gotten into some of his own." <b>-- An old gladiator.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #3B0B0B; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He doesn’t last long in bed I heard. Too stalwart to really start much and too-- eh, he's lookin over here. Pipe down, will you?" <b>-- An adventurer.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">""He’s one of those folks from down in the Saigoli! The ones that all make their homes on those big tortoises, I think." <b>-- A scholar.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Got laid off a few weeks back by his captain. Almost took off a new recruit's hand for fumblin' with his blade." <b>-- A Brass Blade.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #8A0808; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He’s got some damned nerve… Thinks he’s important now does he? I tell you, you could knock that boy over with a feather. He pales at the sight of a bath!" <b>-- A shady lalafell standing off to the side.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He learned from one of the best, he did. He’s got an eye for handling chocobos and a good sword hand. I’m proud of him." <b>-- A wanderer.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #1C1C1C; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Player Character Rumors -</b> ''Feel free to add rumors of your own!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(Insert rumor here.) <b>-- Rumor Author / Location</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(<i>If you add a player rumor, please first copy and paste the above line of code to leave behind for the next person! Thanks!</i>)</div></p>

=Visuals=

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<center>A collection of screenshots of Ciaran that serves as a visual reference, or snapshots from certain roleplaying scenes.</center>
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<center>A collection of artwork of Ciaran, either commissioned or gifted by the respective artist(s). Artist names & info are linked when you hover over images.
<br>You are <i><b>not permitted to re-use</b></i> this artwork for your own characters or purposes, whether on Final Fantasy XIV or on other games, forums, etc.</center>
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=RP Hooks=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="Screenshots"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ROLEPLAY HOOKS</center></div></span></h3>

<p>Feel free to use these when approaching Ciaran! They are things that are easy to start up interaction using, or things that your character can know without metagaming or knowing more than you should.</p>

* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Sultansworn:</b> Whenever a Paladin, Ciaran is also a Sultansworn, and it isn’t difficult to recognize him as one. Feel free to ask questions or harass him about it.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Astrologian:</b> Whenever in his Astrologian gear, Ciaran does card readings to make some extra gil.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Teacher:</b> Ci teaches at the Imaginarium as well. He’s a well-versed history teacher, and will gladly address prospective students and otherwise.</div>

=OOC Notes=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ABOUT THE PLAYER</center></div></span></h3>

<p>The name’s Ezekial, and I’m just some dweeb meddling about with dumb characters. I’m always open to skype requests and people following me on tumblr (which is armoroad, btw). Uhh, seriously the biggest dweeb ever on the inside. Talk to me about electro swing pls thank you. Also do art? I wasn’t prepared to write about myself this is a page about Ci what am I doing with my life.</p>

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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #393B0B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>In summary.</b> Basically don’t piss me off? Ci’s abrasive and quick to anger, but he also is quick to befriend. Just try for it and you’re bound to make it!</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Don't make fun of trans ppl thanks.</b> Otherwise imma drop your ass faster than a guy after scoring his gf post-prom.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>I'm not easily triggered.</b> I'm the jewish person that makes holocaust jokes. Legit, don't worry about offending me. Unless you're some sweaty neckbeard living in your mom's basement or an idiot that things you're a naturalist for feeding the deer, it's hard to make me dislike you.</div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>GUIDELINES</center></div></span></h3>

Overall, I'm pretty chill as far as guidelines go. I don't have an extensive list of 'Do's or 'Don't's or things that I personally find triggering. So chances are, you won't offend me or make me uncomfortable unless you're trying to or just being really skeevy in general. Still, for the sake of making sure everyone's on the same page here, let me make a few mentions in particular:
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="I WILL NOT">
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #393B0B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL NOT...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Write smut (often).</b> I stay out of erp as much as I can. Don’t pressure me into it or whatever. Ci’s actually really into that so I’m fine content-wise, but I’ll also opt to fade to black almost 100% of the time.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Kill my character.</b> Except I’m totally chill with fights and mortal wounds. I love putting my characters in pain y’all got no idea.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Censor my character.</b> Ciaran is obnoxious. Ciaran is rude. Ciaran is abrasive, and jumps to conclusions, and speaks like he’s better than everyone. I won’t dumb him down for your sake. Ever. The end.</div>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="I WILL">
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #393B0B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Hurt my muse.</b> Honestly I love when Ciaran gets hurt or when he’s in emotional pain. If you write emotional things with me, I will love you ‘til the end of days, forreal.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Write my character how I want.</b> Not everyone in real life is likeable. If you don’t like Ciaran, put your big girl panties on and suck it up, because it isn’t my job to appeal to everyone. It’s my job to write what makes me happy, not write what you want.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Overstep my boundaries and forget things.</b> I have honest to god, clinically diagnosed memory problems. If I forget your boundaries and overstep mine, or forget an interaction or a rule, please forgive me. I have a very difficult time remembering most things.</div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>OTHER LINKS</center></div></span></h3>
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<b>Tumblr:</b> [http://armoroad.tumblr.com armoroad].
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<b>Deviantart:</b> [http://armoroad.deviantart.com armoroad].



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Ciaran Cadeyrn

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=Basic Information=

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| title = Worth more than 2 fulms and 10 ilms.<br><br>
| gender = Male.
| citizenship = Ul'dah.
| race = Lalafell.
| clan = Dunesfolk.
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 24.
| stat_2 = Occupation
| stat_2_value = Teacher/Sultansworn.
| stat_3 = Orientation
| stat_3_value = Bisexual.
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| stat_4_value = Chaotic Neutral.
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3>

<p><font style="color:#610B0B;" size="2" family="Georgia"><b>Ciaran Cadeyrn</b></font> '''(Pronunciation''': <i>Keer</i>-in cay-der-rin''')''', born on the Tenth Sun of the Second Astral Moon, he was never much one for the grander lifestyles. He was trained extensively in Astrology as a child, and trained just as extensively in the art of swordplay after leaving home. A proud Sultansworn now, he is not difficult to spot out and about the streets of Ul’dah. He speaks much too formally to be any merchant anyway.</p>

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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3>

<p>Short and round (like all lalafells). His skin and hair are dark-- indicative of an Ul’dahn heritage. There are pale scars stretching across his back (nearly his entire back is scar tissue), some across his neck and wrists, and more yet down his arms and legs. They are not the result of self-harm-- rather the result of his father’s abuse. There are burns on his ears and the rest of his body as well, as little-seen they are by others. His right eye is faded and blind, the left retaining a brilliant blue from his father’s heritage.</p>

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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>PERSONALITY</center></div></span></h3>

<p><b>Blunt. Obnoxious. <i>Loyal.</i></b> Ciaran is constantly leaping to conclusions which he should not make. It’s the result of a Sharlayan upbringing, of course, but it’s prevalent in every conversation he makes. He tends to cut to the point in conversation as well, being an incredibly blunt person. His words are concise and well-chosen, and he speaks too eloquently for most to understand. However, he is quick to anger and slow to cool off once in that place. It is not uncommon to see Ciaran picking fights and getting in scraps, especially while drunk… and boy does he drink. Especially when drunk his usual flirtiness gets worse, but even when sober he has a tendency to try and get with any women (and men) he sees</p>

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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p><b>ARGUING.</b> Arguing or debating with anyone in any way or form makes Ciaran incredibly happy… unless he loses, that is.</p>
<p><b>FIRE.</b> Setting things ablaze, including himself, has always pleased him.</p>
<p><b>FLIRTING.</b> Flirting has always been a form of escapism for Ciaran. It’s not the best, but he makes do.</p>
<p><b>STARS.</b> Being versed in Sharlayan Astrology, Ciaran has always had an affinity for the stars, and a liking for their light.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p><b>WATER.</b> Ciaran can’t stand any body of water. The mere sight of a bath is enough to make him faint.</p>
<p><b>COLD.</b> Ciaran has never done well in cold temperatures-- hence why his stay in Ishgard was so fleeting whilst fleeing to Eorzea. He can’t seem to regulate his temperature well.</p>
<p><b>FATHERS.</b> Any mention of a father is enough to send him into a depressed mood.</p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p><b>LOYALTY.</b> Once you've earned his trust, one is like to find that Ciaran is in fact an incredibly loyal person. He would take an arrow for a friend any day.</p>
<p><b>STRENGTH.</b> Ciaran’s years of heavy lifting and training in swordplay ended with him being rather strong.</p>
<p><b>INTELLIGENCE.</b> Being one of Sharlayan heritage (for the most part), he’s blessed with a hunger for knowledge and a quick wit.</p>
<p><b>DETERMINATION.</b> He refuses to give up, despite how many times he may be knocked down.</p>
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</td><td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="WEAKNESSES"><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 10px; background: #393B0B;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-family:Georgia;"><center>WEAKNESSES</center></div></span></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p><b>BLINDNESS.</b> Of the few things Ciaran inherited from his father, bright blue eyes were one of them. In a fit of hatred, he attempted to blind himself. He successfully blinded the right, and damaged the left.</p>
<p><b>INSECURITY.</b> Racism and a damaging childhood left Ciaran with a crippling insecurity, and a fear of not being enough.</p>
<p><b>PERSISTENCE.</b> In battle, Ciaran often fights past points that he should. After his childhood he has been incredibly tolerant to pain, and as a result cannot tell when he is too injured to fight.</p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>CURRENT INVENTORY</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>This is a list of the items that Ciaran currently is keeping on his person. Feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in the course of RP, such as pickpocketing, a search, etc.</p></center>

<center><p><b>Last Updated:</b> 4/24/16.</p></center>

::* <p><b>MOTHER’S RING:</b> As he fled Sharlayan, his mother gave him her wedding ring, telling him that it would get him through the difficult times in life. So far that has proven untrue, but it’s been a valuable memento. </p>
::* <p><b>SATCHEL:</b> A nondescript pouch containing gil. More often than not full. On nights he’s in particularly terrible pain, more often than not empty. </p>
::* <p><b>GLASSES:</b> Old, chipped, cracked, beat-up reading glasses that he keeps tucked into a fold in his robes. He cannot read without them whatsoever-- though he can see decently without them on. </p>

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3>
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<p><b>Face Claim</b>: N/A.</p>
<p><b>Body Claim</b>: N/A.</p>
<p><b>Voice Claim</b>: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqYJmLVS4Ho Ramsay Bolton].</p>

=Combat=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>COMBAT & WEAPONRY</center></div></span></h3>

<p>With a past like Ciaran’s, and an occupation like his to boot, one must always be prepared to have a little spat or two. Skilled in Sharlayan Astrology, he can heal whatever ails him (albeit not well in battle), and deals with cards often. More than not, however, he can be found with sword in hand and shield at the ready. A paladin always is prepared for a fight, and that means always. There’s no mistaking when the little Sultansworn is on duty or otherwise.</p>

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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="WEAPON">
<div style="padding:10px 10px;background: #393B0B;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-family:Georgia;"><center>ALDEBARAN</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>A sort of family antique. His father bestowed the old star globe upon Ciaran when he was only five. After all, the kid needed to know how to keep himself alive.</p></div>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="TYRFING"><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 10px;background: #393B0B;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-family:Georgia;"><center>TYRFING</center></div></span></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p>Not really a legendary sword (or a sword of particular uniqueness either), it’s the blade Ciaran is most likely to be found wearing. It was not his first blade, no, but is definitely one that has served him well. It has many scratches and repaired flaws.</p></div>
</td><td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="ROST"><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 10px; background: #393B0B;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-family:Georgia;"><center>ROST</center></div></span></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>The sword that his adoptive father of five years, and mentor in swordplay gave to him upon leaving for La Noscea. It’s much too large and ungainly for Ciaran to use practically, but it is sentimental to keep about. </p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>EXPERIENCE LOG</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>Here is a list of recent and/or notable fights, roleplay scenes, etc. that Ciaran has been a part of. This list is by no means all inclusive, and serves more as a general reference as to what he has been up to.</p></center>

* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Cotota Dakzar :</b> <i>Unarmed.</i> Entirely unarmed and simply attempting to pick a fight, he was attacked by a mad Au Ra woman with an axe. She swung the blunt side into his shoulder and dislocated it, sending him home indignant and defeated.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Ulfarr Tigron (4/24/16) :</b> <i>Tyrfing.</i> Spurred on by a bad mood and a terrible idea, the two battled publicly for several hours. Ciaran took a number of hits to the face, and Ulfarr was run through in his shoulder by Ciaran’s blade.</div>

=History=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>BACKSTORY</center></div></span></h3>

<p>He was born in Sharlayan to a man named Eideard and a woman named Vividi. Eideard was a Sharayan scholar and Vividi was a dancer from Ul'dah. Ciaran spent his childhood studying with other Sharlayan children. He resided in the Answering Quarter nearby to Saint Moccaine’s Arboretum with his parents for some time. His mother was very kind, though she fell ill only when he was seven. Eideard, however, had other ideas.</p>
<p>Noticing a definitive lack of records on lalafellin tolerances to pain, poisons, and other things such as lung capacity, Eideard found the perfect test subject: Ciaran.</p>
<p>Several years followed in which Ciaran was no more than a research subject. Scarred all across his body and terrified of his father, he was miserable. The Forum was of course thankful for the information Eideard gathered, but none were curious as to how he acquired it.</p>
<p>Vividi knew what was happening to her son, and when he was twelve she arranged to have him smuggled out of Sharlayan and to the Saigoli desert. She had family there that would take care of him, and not being a citizen of Sharlayan she had little legal ability to protect her son. Eideard caught wind of the plan the night that the two of them were going to leave. As Vividi led Ciaran out through the city-state and to the pass to the Forelands, Eideard attacked the two of them. Without hesitation, Ciaran was shoved into the wagon that waited for them, and the driver took off. Eideard was still focused on Vividi by the time Ciaran was out of their sights, and them out of his.</p>
<p>Determined to do as his mother asked rather than return, he traveled to Tailfeather and quickly hopped onto a wagon carrying chocobos to Ishgard. From there he arranged for transport to the Shroud, and from there to Thanalan. His goal was to make it to the Saigoli desert and find Vividi’s family, yet as he crossed over Highbridge he ran into trouble. On the way down from the Shroud and to Camp Drybone, he was grabbed off the road by a Roegadyn traveling with three chocobos all carrying large packs. He was a wanderer and a trader, and wore a rusted old shortsword on his side, and he intended to keep Ciaran.</p>
<p>At first he feared the Roegadyn, whose name was Rostnskylt. However, after only a few days, it became clear that Rostnskylt only wanted someone to help carry his bags and manage the chocobos. The two of them traveled through Thanalan together, Rostnskylt on his way to the Silver Bazaar. On the way, he taught Ciaran the art of swordplay and how to care for the chocobos.</p>
<p>Once at the Silver Bazaar, Rostnskylt settled there for some time with his three chocobos, Boris, Sorghum, and Cerys. Ciaran helped out with the heavy lifting and with caring for his chocobos until he was seventeen. Rostnskylt became a father to Ciaran in that time-- the father that Ciaran never had. A letter came to Rostnskylt one day. His family needed help in La Noscea, and Ciaran could not come with. As Rostnskylt boarded the ferry to leave, he left Sorghum and his sword with the Lalafell and told him to speak with a man named Jenlyns.</p>

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>RECENT HISTORY</center></div></span></h3>

<p>Having only been a Sultansworn for the past two years, he’s rather inexperienced at his duties. Easily distracted and with a head filled with fantasy, he took a job offered to him by a man named [[Fabius Dandy]], who offered him a job teaching at his school. The Imaginarium proved to be a fantastic environment in which Ciaran finally has begun to make friends in.</p>

=Relationships=

<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>RELATIONSHIPS</center></div></span></h3>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>FAMILY & TRIBE</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>These are mostly backstory-related relationships.</p></center>

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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Vividi Vidi,</b> <i>mother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"S-she was… She was good. Never talked to me much for fear of father getting all pissed off..."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Now deceased (so Ciaran believes), Vividi cared deeply for her son. She was simply a tool to avoid legal discipline for Eideard’s deeds, yet she loved her son with all of her heart and more. Seeing him tortured day in and day out for her husband’s research hurt, and she suffered from extreme depression. Eventually, she managed to force Ciaran out of Sharlayan, but at the cost of her own life.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Eideard Cadeyrn</b>, <i>father</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">❖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran's Thoughts:</b> <i>"If he was still here, I’d run him through, I would. I would do it thirty times and thirty times more, just for existing."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Eideard was the worst father any young Sharlayan could have hoped for. He used his son for a test subject, and scarred him both physically and mentally for life. Ciaran lived in fear of Eideard, and still is paranoid that his father will return from the dead to haunt him. He believes Eideard died at Carteneau, but there was never any confirmation of his death.</p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>NON-FAMILY</center></div></span></h3>

<center><p>Listed here are the non-family characters, both PC and NPC, that Ciaran has interacted with enough or in such a way for him to form a real opinion about them. Please don't take personal offense if your character isn't listed here, or how the interaction or relationship is described. It isn't that I dislike your character or our RP. I just tend to only add these as necessary for those who make a real impact on Ciaran, and descriptions are purely based upon in character experiences and opinions!</p></center>
<center><p><b>Last Update...</b> 4/24/16.</p></center>
<center><p>* An asterisks denotes that Ciaran doesn't know the individual's true name.</p></center>

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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Ruriri Ruri]], <i>the puppetmaster</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Of the one thing that I hate being done to me, she’s done it, and she’s done it better than any damn person I’ve ever known..."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>She pulled him away from his duties. She filled his head with silly fantasies of adventuring. She tried to tell him of her attraction, and upon only their second meeting tensions grew high. She took the initiative, and by whittling at Ciaran’s resolve ended up the first woman to sleep with him. Since then, however, he’s been her perfect little puppet-- she could do whatever he wanted. He’s under her complete control.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Fabius Dandy]], <i>eccentric as they come</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Something else, that's for sure."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>An eccentric individual… to say the least. He met him by chance while going to bother Yoxoh’sae, and wound up bumping into Dandy again and again. Soon enough, he was asked to teach at the hyur’s school, The Imaginarium. After a good deal of compromising and debating, he gave in and accepted a teaching role at the school. Ciaran now works as a history teacher there.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Rhel’ir Tayuun]], <i>bad luck black cat</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Definitely a strange fellow. I’d punch his nose in just about any day of the week, though."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Some poor guy who managed to make Ciaran’s acquaintance. He’s married to Fabius Dandy unfortunately-- Ci wouldn’t be caught dead married to a nutjob like that for any reason. Rhel’s a sort of strange friend, though. The kind of friend that Ci wouldn’t mind giving a good wallop to, even without good reason. Rhel’s kinda punchable.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Yoxoh’sae Betwanhe]], <i>just a kid</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Kid isn’t fit to function in the real world. He’s not mentally ready for all the shite that’s gonna come his way."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>One of the first people in Ul’dah that Ciaran met. Yoxoh is far too sweet and far too innocent for really any real world situations. Obviously incredibly sheltered, Yoxoh hasn’t seen many bad things… and he isn’t really ready to. If anyone, Ciaran would protect Yoxoh with his life.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Tamm’lin Maertena]], <i>drinking buddy extraordinaire</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Rather have her fighting with me than against me. She’s feistier than a coeurl in heat!"</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>If anyone is worthy of being called terrifying yet friendly, it’s Tamm. She’s spunky, loud, tough, and most importantly, can match Ci in a drinking contest. Maybe-- that hasn’t been tested quite yet, actually. Regardless of her capacity for alcohol, she’s a good friend, and he’d gladly fight beside her any day.</p></div>
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=Rumors=
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #190707;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>RUMORS</center></div></span></h3>

<center>''These are rumors, both from NPCs and PCs, that one might overhear in regards to Ciaran. Feel free to utilize these in your RP hooks, or add your own!''</center>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #190707; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Common Rumors -</b> ''Easily overheard. Use these freely!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"It’s weird seein’ someone so small doin’ a job so big." <b>-- A trader.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He’s got scars all over him. Little shite’s gotten into some of his own." <b>-- An old gladiator.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #3B0B0B; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He doesn’t last long in bed I heard. Too stalwart to really start much and too-- eh, he's lookin over here. Pipe down, will you?" <b>-- An adventurer.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">""He’s one of those folks from down in the Saigoli! The ones that all make their homes on those big tortoises, I think." <b>-- A scholar.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Got laid off a few weeks back by his captain. Almost took off a new recruit's hand for fumblin' with his blade." <b>-- A Brass Blade.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #8A0808; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He’s got some damned nerve… Thinks he’s important now does he? I tell you, you could knock that boy over with a feather. He pales at the sight of a bath!" <b>-- A shady lalafell standing off to the side.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He learned from one of the best, he did. He’s got an eye for handling chocobos and a good sword hand. I’m proud of him." <b>-- A wanderer.</b></div></p>

<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #1C1C1C; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Player Character Rumors -</b> ''Feel free to add rumors of your own!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(Insert rumor here.) <b>-- Rumor Author / Location</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(<i>If you add a player rumor, please first copy and paste the above line of code to leave behind for the next person! Thanks!</i>)</div></p>

=Visuals=

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<center>A collection of artwork of Ciaran, either commissioned or gifted by the respective artist(s). Artist names & info are linked when you hover over images.
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=RP Hooks=

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<p>Feel free to use these when approaching Ciaran! They are things that are easy to start up interaction using, or things that your character can know without metagaming or knowing more than you should.</p>

* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Sultansworn:</b> Whenever a Paladin, Ciaran is also a Sultansworn, and it isn’t difficult to recognize him as one. Feel free to ask questions or harass him about it.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Astrologian:</b> Whenever in his Astrologian gear, Ciaran does card readings to make some extra gil.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Teacher:</b> Ci teaches at the Imaginarium as well. He’s a well-versed history teacher, and will gladly address prospective students and otherwise.</div>

=OOC Notes=

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<p>The name’s Ezekial, and I’m just some dweeb meddling about with dumb characters. I’m always open to skype requests and people following me on tumblr (which is armoroad, btw). Uhh, seriously the biggest dweeb ever on the inside. Talk to me about electro swing pls thank you. Also do art? I wasn’t prepared to write about myself this is a page about Ci what am I doing with my life.</p>

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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #393B0B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>In summary.</b> Basically don’t piss me off? Ci’s abrasive and quick to anger, but he also is quick to befriend. Just try for it and you’re bound to make it!</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Don't make fun of trans ppl thanks.</b> Otherwise imma drop your ass faster than a guy after scoring his gf post-prom.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>I'm not easily triggered.</b> I'm the jewish person that makes holocaust jokes. Legit, don't worry about offending me. Unless you're some sweaty neckbeard living in your mom's basement or an idiot that things you're a naturalist for feeding the deer, it's hard to make me dislike you.</div>
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Overall, I'm pretty chill as far as guidelines go. I don't have an extensive list of 'Do's or 'Don't's or things that I personally find triggering. So chances are, you won't offend me or make me uncomfortable unless you're trying to or just being really skeevy in general. Still, for the sake of making sure everyone's on the same page here, let me make a few mentions in particular:
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #393B0B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL NOT...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Write smut (often).</b> I stay out of erp as much as I can. Don’t pressure me into it or whatever. Ci’s actually really into that so I’m fine content-wise, but I’ll also opt to fade to black almost 100% of the time.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Kill my character.</b> Except I’m totally chill with fights and mortal wounds. I love putting my characters in pain y’all got no idea.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Censor my character.</b> Ciaran is obnoxious. Ciaran is rude. Ciaran is abrasive, and jumps to conclusions, and speaks like he’s better than everyone. I won’t dumb him down for your sake. Ever. The end.</div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #393B0B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Hurt my muse.</b> Honestly I love when Ciaran gets hurt or when he’s in emotional pain. If you write emotional things with me, I will love you ‘til the end of days, forreal.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Write my character how I want.</b> Not everyone in real life is likeable. If you don’t like Ciaran, put your big girl panties on and suck it up, because it isn’t my job to appeal to everyone. It’s my job to write what makes me happy, not write what you want.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Overstep my boundaries and forget things.</b> I have honest to god, clinically diagnosed memory problems. If I forget your boundaries and overstep mine, or forget an interaction or a rule, please forgive me. I have a very difficult time remembering most things.</div>
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<b>Tumblr:</b> [http://armoroad.tumblr.com armoroad].
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<b>Deviantart:</b> [http://armoroad.deviantart.com armoroad].



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Ciaran Cadeyrn

2016-04-24T01:38:34Z

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=Basic Information=
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| name = Ciaran Cadeyrn
| image = Ci_apparently_copy.png| imagewidth = 250
| caption =
| title = Worth more than two fulms and ten ilms.<br><br>
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul’dah
| race = Lalafell
| clan = Dunesfolk
| stat_1 = AGE
| stat_1_value = 24
| stat_2 = Occupation
| stat_2_value = Teacher/Sultansworn
| stat_3 = Orientation
| stat_3_value = Bisexual
| stat_4 = Alignment
| stat_4_value = Chaotic good
| stat_5 = Affiliation
| stat_5_value = The Imaginarium
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3>
<p><font style="color:#HIGHLIGHT COLOR;" size="2" family="Georgia"><b>Ciaran Cadeyrn</b></font> '''(Pronunciation''': <i>Keer</i>-in cay-der-rin ''')''', born on the Tenth Sun of the Second Astral Moon, he was never much one for the grander lifestyles. He was trained extensively in Astrology as a child, and trained just as extensively in the art of swordplay after leaving home. A proud Sultansworn now, he is not difficult to spot out and about the streets of Ul’dah. He speaks much too formally to be any merchant anyway. </p>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3>
<p>Short and round (like all lalafells). His skin and hair are dark-- indicative of an Ul’dahn heritage. There are pale scars stretching across his back (nearly his entire back is scar tissue), some across his neck and wrists, and more yet down his arms and legs. They are not the result of self-harm-- rather the result of his father’s abuse. There are burns on his ears and the rest of his body as well, as little-seen they are by others. His right eye is faded and blind, the left retaining a brilliant blue from his father’s heritage. </p>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>PERSONALITY</center></div></span></h3>
<p><b>Blunt. Obnoxious. <i>Loyal.</i></b> Ciaran is constantly leaping to conclusions which he should not make. It’s the result of a Sharlayan upbringing, of course, but it’s prevalent in every conversation he makes. He tends to cut to the point in conversation as well, being an incredibly blunt person. His words are concise and well-chosen, and he speaks too eloquently for most to understand. However, he is quick to anger and slow to cool off once in that place. It is not uncommon to see Ciaran picking fights and getting in scraps, especially while drunk… and boy does he drink. Usually when drunk his usual flirtiness gets worse, but even when sober he has a tendency to try and get with any women (and men) he sees. </p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p><b>ARGUING.</b> Arguing or debating with anyone in any way or form makes Ciaran incredibly happy… unless he loses, that is.</p>
<p><b>FIRE.</b> Setting things ablaze, including himself, has always pleased him.</p>
<p><b>FLIRTING.</b> Flirting has always been a form of escapism for Ciaran. It’s not the best, but he makes do..</p>
<p><b>STARS.</b> Being versed in Sharlayan Astrology, Ciaran has always had an affinity for the stars, and a liking for their light.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p><b>WATER.</b> Ciaran can’t stand any body of water. The mere sight of a bath is enough to make him faint.</p>
<p><b>COLD.</b> Ciaran has never done well in cold temperatures-- hence why his stay in Ishgard was so fleeting whilst fleeing to Eorzea. He can’t seem to regulate his temperature well.</p>
<p><b>FATHERS.</b> Any mention of a father is enough to send him into a depressed streak.</p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p><b>LOYALTY.</b> Once earning his trust, one is like to find that Ciaran is in fact an incredibly loyal person. He would take an arrow for a friend any day.</p>
<p><b>STRENGTH.</b> Ciaran’s years of heavy lifting and training in swordplay ended with him being rather strong.</p>
<p><b>INTELLIGENCE.</b> Being one of Sharlayan heritage (for the most part), he’s blessed with a hunger for knowledge and a quick wit..</p>
<p><b>DETERMINATION.</b> He refuses to give up, despite how many times he may be knocked down.</p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p><b>BLINDNESS.</b> Of the few things Ciaran inherited from his father, bright blue eyes were one of them. In a fit of hatred, he attempted to blind himself. He successfully blinded the right, and damaged the left..</p>
<p><b>INSECURITY.</b> Racism and a damaging childhood left Ciaran with a crippling insecurity, and a fear of not being enough.</p>
<p><b>PERSISTENCE.</b> In battle, Ciaran often fights past points that he should. After his childhood he has been incredibly tolerant to pain, and as a result cannot tell when he is too injured to fight..</p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>CURRENT INVENTORY</center></div></span></h3>
<center><p>This is a list of the items that Ciaran currently is keeping on his person. Feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in the course of RP, such as pickpocketing, a search, etc.</p></center>
<center><p><b>Last Updated:</b> 4/22/16.</p></center>
::* <p><b>MOTHER’S RING:</b> As he fled Sharlayan, his mother gave him her wedding ring, telling him that it would get him through the difficult times in life. So far that has proven untrue, but it’s been a valuable memento. </p>
::* <p><b>SATCHEL:</b> A nondescript pouch containing gil. More often than not full. On nights he’s in particularly terrible pain, more often than not empty. </p>
::* <p><b>GLASSES:</b> Old, chipped, cracked, beat-up reading glasses that he keeps tucked into a fold in his robes. He cannot read without them whatsoever-- though he can see decently without them on. </p>
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<p><b>Voice Claim</b>: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqYJmLVS4Ho Ramsay Bolton].</p>
=Combat=
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<p>With a past like Ciaran’s, and an occupation like his to boot, one must always be prepared to have a little spat or two. Skilled in Sharlayan Astrology, he can heal whatever ails him (albeit not well in battle), and deals with cards often. More than not, however, he can be found with sword in hand and shield at the ready. A paladin always is prepared for a fight, and that means always. There’s no mistaking when the little Sultansworn is on duty or otherwise.</p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>A sort of family antique. His father bestowed the old star globe upon Ciaran when he was only five. After all, the kid needed to know how to keep himself alive.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><p>Not really a legendary sword (or a sword of particular uniqueness either), it’s the blade Ciaran is most likely to be found wearing. It was not his first blade, no, but is definitely one that has served him well. It has many scratches and repaired flaws..</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><p>The sword that his adoptive father of five years, and mentor in swordplay gave to him upon leaving for La Noscea. It’s much too large and ungainly for Ciaran to use practically, but it is sentimental to keep about.</p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>EXPERIENCE LOG</center></div></span></h3>
<center><p>Here is a list of recent and/or notable fights, roleplay scenes, etc. that Ciaran has been a part of. This list is by no means all inclusive, and serves more as a general reference as to what he has been up to.</p></center>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Unnamed Au Ra:</b> <i>Unarmed.</i> Entirely unarmed and simply attempting to pick a fight, he was attacked by a mad Au Ra woman with an axe. She swung the blunt side into his shoulder and dislocated it, sending him home indignant and defeated.</div>
=History=
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>BACKSTORY</center></div></span></h3>
<p>He was born in Sharlayan to a man named Eideard and a woman named Vividi. Eideard was a Sharayan scholar and Vividi was a dancer from Ul'dah. Ciaran spent his childhood studying with other Sharlayan children. He resided in the Answering Quarter nearby to Saint Moccaine’s Arboretum with his parents for some time. His mother was very kind, though she fell ill only when he was seven. Eideard, however, had other ideas.</p>
<p>Noticing a definitive lack of records on lalafellin tolerances to pain, poisons, and other things such as lung capacity, Eideard found the perfect test subject: Ciaran.</p>
<p>Several years followed in which Ciaran was no more than a research subject. Scarred all across his body and terrified of his father, he was miserable. The Forum was of course thankful for the information Eideard gathered, but none were curious as to how he acquired it.</p>
<p>Vividi knew what was happening to her son, and when he was twelve she arranged to have him smuggled out of Sharlayan and to the Saigoli desert. She had family there that would take care of him, and not being a citizen of Sharlayan she had little legal ability to protect her son. Eideard caught wind of the plan the night that the two of them were going to leave. As Vividi led Ciaran out through the city-state and to the pass to the Forelands, Eideard attacked the two of them. Without hesitation, Ciaran was shoved into the wagon that waited for them, and the driver took off. Eideard was still focused on Vividi by the time Ciaran was out of their sights, and them out of his.</p>
<p>Determined to do as his mother asked rather than return, he traveled to Tailfeather and quickly hopped onto a wagon carrying chocobos to Ishgard. From there he arranged for transport to the Shroud, and from there to Thanalan. His goal was to make it to the Saigoli desert and find Vividi’s family, yet as he crossed over Highbridge he ran into trouble. On the way down from the Shroud and to Camp Drybone, he was grabbed off the road by a Roegadyn traveling with three chocobos all carrying large packs. He was a wanderer and a trader, and wore a rusted old shortsword on his side, and he intended to keep Ciaran.</p>
<p>At first he feared the Roegadyn, whose name was Rostnskylt. However, after only a few days, it became clear that Rostnskylt only wanted someone to help carry his bags and manage the chocobos. The two of them traveled through Thanalan together, Rostnskylt on his way to the Silver Bazaar. On the way, he taught Ciaran the art of swordplay and how to care for the chocobos.</p>
<p>Once at the Silver Bazaar, Rostnskylt settled there for some time with his three chocobos, Boris, Sorghum, and Cerys. Ciaran helped out with the heavy lifting and with caring for his chocobos until he was seventeen. Rostnskylt became a father to Ciaran in that time-- the father that Ciaran never had. A letter came to Rostnskylt one day. His family needed help in La Noscea, and Ciaran could not come with. As Rostnskylt boarded the ferry to leave, he left Sorghum and his sword with the Lalafell and told him to speak with a man named Jenlyns.
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<p>Having only been a Sultansworn for the past two years, he’s rather inexperienced at his duties. Easily distracted and with a head filled with fantasy, he took a job offered to him by a man named [[Fabius Dandy]], who offered him a job teaching at his school. The Imaginarium proved to be a fantastic environment in which Ciaran finally has begun to make friends in.</p>
=Relationships=
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| <font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font> Romantic Attraction <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1">–</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font> Physical Attraction <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1">–</font> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1">–</font> <font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">$</font> Business <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1">–</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">❖</font> Deceased <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1">–</font> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> Positive <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1">–</font> <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> Negative <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1">–</font> <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font> Neutral <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1">–</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font> Unsure <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="1">–</font> <font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> Trust
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>FAMILY</center></div></span></h3>
<center><p>These are mostly backstory-related relationships.</p></center>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Vividi Vidi,</b> <i>mother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"S-she was… She was good. Never talked to me much for fear of father getting all pissed of..."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Now deceased (so Ciaran believes), Vividi cared deeply for her son. She was simply a tool to avoid legal discipline for Eideard’s deeds, yet she loved her son with all of her heart and more. Seeing him tortured day in and day out for her husband’s research hurt, and she suffered from extreme depression. Eventually, she managed to force Ciaran out of Sharlayan, but at the cost of her own life.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Eideard</b>, <i>father</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">❖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font><font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran's Thoughts:</b> <i>"If he was still here, I’d run him through, I would. I would do it thirty times and thirty times more, just for existing."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Eideard was the worst father any young Sharlayan could have hoped for. He used his son for a test subject, and scarred him both physically and mentally for life. Ciaran lived in fear of Eideard, and still is paranoid that his father will return from the dead to haunt him. He believes Eideard died at Carteneau, but there was never any confirmation of his death. </p></div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>NON-FAMILY</center></div></span></h3>
<center><p>Listed here are the non-family characters, both PC and NPC, that Ciaran has interacted with enough or in such a way for HIM/HER to form a real opinion about them. Please don't take personal offense if your character isn't listed here, or how the interaction or relationship is described. It isn't that I dislike your character or our RP. I just tend to only add these as necessary for those who make a real impact on Ciaran, and descriptions are purely based upon in character experiences and opinions!</p></center>
<center><p><b>Last Update...</b> 4/23/16</p></center>
<center><p>* An asterisk denotes that Ciaran doesn't know the individual's true name.</p></center>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Ruriri Ruri]], <i>a witch in her own way</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Of the one thing that I hate being done to me, she’s done it, and she’s done it better than any damn person I’ve ever known..."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>She pulled him away from his duties. She filled his head with silly fantasies of adventuring. She tried to tell him of her attraction, and upon only their second meeting tensions grew high. She took the initiative, and by whittling at Ciaran’s resolve ended up the first woman to sleep with him. Since then, however, he’s been her perfect little puppet-- she could do whatever he wanted. He’s under her complete control.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Fabius Dandy]], <i>a strange man</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Definitely something different than the usual."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>An eccentric individual… to say the least. He met him by chance while going to bother Yoxoh’sae, and wound up bumping into Dandy again and again. Soon enough, he was asked to teach at the hyur’s school, The Imaginarium. After a good deal of compromising and debating, he gave in and accepted a teaching role at the school. Ciaran now works as a history teacher there.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Rhel’ir Tayuun]], <i>the bad-luck black cat</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Definitely a strange fellow. I’d punch his nose in just about any day of the week, though."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Some poor guy who managed to make Ciaran’s acquaintance. He’s married to Fabius Dandy unfortunately-- Ci wouldn’t be caught dead married to a nutjob like that for any reason. Rhel’s a sort of strange friend, though. The kind of friend that Ci wouldn’t mind giving a good wallop to, even without good reason. Rhel’s kinda punchable.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Yoxoh’sae Betwanhe]], <i>just a child</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Kid isn’t fit to function in the real world. He’s not mentally ready for all the shite that’s gonna come his way."</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>One of the first people in Ul’dah that Ciaran met. Yoxoh is far too sweet and far too innocent for really any real world situations. Obviously incredibly sheltered, Yoxoh hasn’t seen many bad things… and he isn’t really ready to. If anyone, Ciaran would protect Yoxoh with his life.</p></div>
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Tamm’lin Maertena]], <i>drinking buddy extraordinaire</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ciaran’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Rather have her fighting with me than against me. She’s feistier than a coeurl in heat!"</i></div>
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>If anyone is worthy of being called terrifying yet friendly, it’s Tamm. She’s spunky, loud, tough, and most importantly, can match Ci in a drinking contest. Maybe-- that hasn’t been tested quite yet, actually. Regardless of her capacity for alcohol, she’s a good friend, and he’d gladly fight beside her any day.</p></div>
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=Rumors=
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>RUMORS</center></div></span></h3>
<center>''These are rumors, both from NPCs and PCs, that one might overhear in regards to CHARACTER. Feel free to utilize these in your RP hooks, or add your own!''</center>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #RUMOR 1 COLOR; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Common Rumors -</b> ''Easily overheard. Use these freely!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"> "It’s weird seein’ someone so small doin’ a job so big."<b>-- A trader.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He’s got scars all over him. Little shite’s gotten into some of his own." <b>-- An old gladiator.</b></div></p>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #RUMOR 2 COLOR; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He doesn’t last long in bed I heard. Too stalwart to really start much and too-- eh, he's lookin over here. Pipe down, will you?" <b>-- An adventurer.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He’s one of those folks from down in the Saigoli! The ones that all make their homes on those big tortoises, I think." <b>-- A scholar.</b></div></p>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #RUMOR 3 COLOR; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He’s got some damned nerve… Thinks he’s important now does he? I tell you, you could knock that boy over with a feather. He pales at the sight of a bath!" <b>-- A shady lalafell standing to the side.</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"He learned from one of the best, he did. He’s got an eye for handling chocobos and a good sword hand. I’m proud of him." <b>-- A wanderer.</b></div></p>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #RUMOR 4 COLOR; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Player Character Rumors -</b> ''Feel free to add rumors of your own!''</div>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(Insert rumor here.) <b>-- Rumor Author / Location</b></div></p>
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">(<i>If you add a player rumor, please first copy and paste the above line of code to leave behind for the next person! Thanks!</i>)</div></p>
=Visuals=
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="Screenshots"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>SCREENSHOTS</center></div></span></h3>
<center>A collection of screenshots of Ciaran that serves as a visual reference, or snapshots from certain roleplaying scenes.</center>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="Artwork"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ARTWORK</center></div></span></h3>
<center>A collection of artwork of CHARACTER, either commissioned or gifted by the respective artist(s). Artist names & info are linked when you hover over images.
<br>You are <i><b>not permitted to re-use</b></i> this artwork for your own characters or purposes, whether on Final Fantasy XIV or on other games, forums, etc.</center>
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=RP Hooks=
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="Screenshots"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ROLEPLAY HOOKS</center></div></span></h3>
<p>Feel free to use these when approaching Ciaran! They are things that are easy to start up interaction using, or things that your character can know without metagaming or knowing more than you should.</p>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Sultansworn:</b> Whenever a Paladin, Ciaran is also a Sultansworn, and it isn’t difficult to recognize him as one. Feel free to ask questions or harass him about it.</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Astrologian:</b> Whenever in his Astrologian gear, Ciaran does card readings to make some extra gil..</div>
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Teacher:</b> Ci teaches at the Imaginarium as well. He’s a well-versed history teacher, and will gladly address prospective students and otherwise.</div>
=OOC Notes=
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ABOUT THE PLAYER</center></div></span></h3>
<p>The name’s Ezekial, and I’m just some dweeb meddling about with dumb characters. I’m always open to skype requests and people following me on tumblr (which is armoroad, btw). Uhh, seriously the biggest dweeb ever on the inside. Talk to me about electro swing pls thank you. Also do art? I wasn’t prepared to write about myself this is a page about Ci what am I doing with my life.</p>
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B3861;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Summary of thing to keep in mind.</b> Basically don’t piss me off? Ci’s abrasive and quick to anger, but he also is quick to befriend. Just try for it and you’re bound to make it!</div>
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B243B;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>GUIDELINES</center></div></span></h3>
Overall, I'm pretty chill as far as guidelines go. I don't have an extensive list of 'Do's or 'Don't's or things that I personally find triggering. So chances are, you won't offend me or make me uncomfortable unless you're trying to or just being really skeevy in general. Still, for the sake of making sure everyone's on the same page here, let me make a few mentions in particular:
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B3861;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL NOT...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Write smut (often).</b> I stay out of erp as much as I can. Don’t pressure me into it or whatever. Ci’s actually really into that so I’m fine content-wise, but I’ll also opt to fade to black almost 100% of the time.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Kill my character.</b> Except I’m totally chill with fights and mortal wounds. I love putting my characters in pain y’all got no idea..</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Censor my character.</b> Ciaran is obnoxious. Ciaran is rude. Ciaran is abrasive, and jumps to conclusions, and speaks like he’s better than everyone. I won’t dumb him down for your sake. Ever. The end.</div>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="I WILL">
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #0B3861;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL...'''</center></div></span></h3>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Hurt my muse.</b> Honestly I love when Ciaran gets hurt or when he’s in emotional pain. If you write emotional things with me, I will love you ‘til the end of days, forreal.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Write my character how I want.</b> Not everyone in real life is likeable. If you don’t like Ciaran, put your big girl panties on and suck it up, because it isn’t my job to appeal to everyone. It’s my job to write what makes me happy, not write what you want.</div>
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Overstep my boundaries and forget things.</b> I have honest to god, clinically diagnosed memory problems. If I forget your boundaries and overstep mine, or forget an interaction or a rule, please forgive me. I have a very difficult time remembering most things.</div>
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<b>Tumblr:</b> [http://armoroad.tumblr.com armoroad].
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<b>Deviantart:</b> [http://armoroad.deviantart.com armoroad].

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{{Infobox-character
| name = Ciaran Cadeyrn
| image = Ci_apparently_copy.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Lalafell
| clan = Dunesfolk
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 24
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Teacher / Sultansworn
| stat_4 = Height
| stat_4_value = 2'9"
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Bisexual
}}

'''Ciaran Cadeyrn''' (10th Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon)

===<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> Fire
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good books
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Fanciful clothing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intricate armor

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Water / Rain
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The cold
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Abusive fathers

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Insensitive, self-harm
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Coffee
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Red

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
: Short and with dark skin, short black hair, and bright mismatched eyes betray his intelligence and heritage. His left eye is a beautiful shade of blue. The right has long since been blinded.

: Determined and forthcoming, blunt and well-worded, analytical but fraught with conclusions too quickly leapt to. Despite his intelligence he remains extremely naive, and it is incredibly easy to push his buttons. As in ''incredibly'' easy. He is quick to anger, and hard to calm. Once he is fired up, he won't hesitate to run a man through for his poor phrasing. Not one moment. However, when not quite so angry, he takes to flirting and joking, and often attempting to stir up trouble.

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

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

:: He was born in Sharlayan to a man named Eideard and a woman named Vividi. Eideard was a Sharayan scholar and Vividi was a dancer from Ul'dah. Ciaran spent his childhood studying with other Sharlayan children. He resided in the Answering Quarter nearby to Saint Moccaine’s Arboretum with his parents for some time. His mother was very kind, though she fell ill only when he was seven. Eideard, however, had other ideas.

::Noticing a definitive lack of records on lalafellin tolerances to pain, poisons, and other things such as lung capacity, Eideard found the perfect test subject: Ciaran.

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

:: Several years followed in which Ciaran was no more than a research subject. Scarred all across his body and terrified of his father, he was miserable. The Forum was of course thankful for the information Eideard gathered, but none were curious as to how he acquired it.

:: Vividi knew what was happening to her son, and when he was twelve she arranged to have him smuggled out of Sharlayan and to the Saigoli desert. She had family there that would take care of him, and not being a citizen of Sharlayan she had little legal ability to protect her son. Eideard caught wind of the plan the night that the two of them were going to leave. As Vividi led Ciaran out through the city-state and to the pass to the Forelands, Eideard attacked the two of them. Without hesitation, Ciaran was shoved into the wagon that waited for them, and the driver took off. Eideard was still focused on Vividi by the time Ciaran was out of their sights, and them out of his.

:: Determined to do as his mother asked rather than return, he traveled to Tailfeather and quickly hopped onto a wagon carrying chocobos to Ishgard. From there he arranged for transport to the Shroud, and from there to Thanalan. His goal was to make it to the Saigoli desert and find Vividi’s family, yet as he crossed over Highbridge he ran into trouble. On the way down from the Shroud and to Camp Drybone, he was grabbed off the road by a Roegadyn traveling with three chocobos all carrying large packs. He was a wanderer and a trader, and wore a rusted old shortsword on his side, and he intended to keep Ciaran.

:: At first he feared the Roegadyn, whose name was Rostnskylt. However, after only a few days, it became clear that Rostnskylt only wanted someone to help carry his bags and manage the chocobos. The two of them traveled through Thanalan together, Rostnskylt on his way to the Silver Bazaar. On the way, he taught Ciaran the art of swordplay and how to care for the chocobos.

:: Once at the Silver Bazaar, Rostnskylt settled there for some time with his three chocobos, Boris, Sorghum, and Cerys. Ciaran helped out with the heavy lifting and with caring for his chocobos until he was seventeen. Rostnskylt became a father to Ciaran in that time-- the father that Ciaran never had. A letter came to Rostnskylt one day. His family needed help in La Noscea, and Ciaran could not come with. As Rostnskylt boarded the ferry to leave, he left Sorghum and his sword with the Lalafell and told him to speak with a man named Jenlyns.

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

:: After having traveled to Ul’dah, he spoke to Jenlyns and mentioned having been friends with Rostnskylt. The two were old friends, which allowed Ciaran the opportunity of being trained under the Sultansworn. At the age of 22, he was accepted into their ranks.

:: Currently teaches at the Imaginarium-- a school run by an eccentric man named Fabius Dandy.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "It’s weird seein’ someone so small doin’ a job so big." -- ''A trader''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got scars all over him. Little shite’s gotten into some of his own.” -- ''An old Gladiator''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Can’t tell if his wit or his sword is sharper. He talks like a diplomat and fights like a damned Primal.” -- ''Bar frequenter''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He doesn’t last long in bed I heard. Too stalwart to really start much and too-- eh, he's lookin over here. Pipe down, will you?” -- ''An adventurer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He’s one of those folks from down in the Saigoli! The ones that all make their homes on those big tortoises, I think.” -- ''A scholar''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got some damned nerve… Thinks he’s important now does he? I tell you, you could knock that boy over with a feather. He pales at the sight of a bath!” -- ''A shady Lalafell standing to the side''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> “He learned from one of the best, he did. He’s got an eye for handling chocobos and a good sword hand. I’m proud of him.” -- ''A wanderer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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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:#C24640;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ruriri Ruri]] : A pirate who once pulled him away from his duties and cornered him. With a very clear purpose she taunted him and gained complete control over him. It’s a mix of love and hatred.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Fabius Dandy]] : The headmaster of the Imaginarium. When Ciaran is not busy otherwise, he teaches at the Imaginarium and serves as the advisor to Fabius. He teaches literature and history classes, rather than combat or magic.
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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: '''Other:''' Eideard trained Ciaran in Astrology when he was young so that he might heal himself after Eideard abused him. Ciaran firmly believes that Eideard died at Carteneau.

: '''Voiceclaim:''' Ramsay Bolton (Game of Thrones)

: '''Theme song:''' N/A

Ciaran Cadeyrn

2016-04-22T05:03:12Z

Armoroad:

File:Ci apparently copy.png

2016-04-22T05:01:09Z

Armoroad:

Ciaran Cadeyrn

2016-04-21T13:35:39Z

Armoroad: /* Appearance & Personality */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Ciaran Cadeyrn
| image = ciaran thing.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Lalafell
| clan = Dunesfolk
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 24
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Teacher / Sultansworn
| stat_4 = Height
| stat_4_value = 3'0"
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Bisexual
}}

'''Ciaran Cadeyrn''' (10th Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon)

===<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> Fire
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good books
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Fanciful clothing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intricate armor

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''DISLIKES''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Water / Rain
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The cold
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Abusive fathers

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Insensitive, self-harm
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Coffee
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Red

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
: Short and with dark skin, short black hair, and bright mismatched eyes betray his intelligence and heritage. His left eye is a beautiful shade of blue. The right has long since been blinded.

: Determined and forthcoming, blunt and well-worded, analytical but fraught with conclusions too quickly leapt to. Despite his intelligence he remains extremely naive, and it is incredibly easy to push his buttons. As in ''incredibly'' easy. He is quick to anger, and hard to calm. Once he is fired up, he won't hesitate to run a man through for his poor phrasing. Not one moment. However, when not quite so angry, he takes to flirting and joking, and often attempting to stir up trouble.

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

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

:: He was born in Sharlayan to a man named Eideard and a woman named Vividi. Eideard was a Sharayan scholar and Vividi was a dancer from Ul'dah. Ciaran spent his childhood studying with other Sharlayan children. He resided in the Answering Quarter nearby to Saint Moccaine’s Arboretum with his parents for some time. His mother was very kind, though she fell ill only when he was seven. Eideard, however, had other ideas.

::Noticing a definitive lack of records on lalafellin tolerances to pain, poisons, and other things such as lung capacity, Eideard found the perfect test subject: Ciaran.

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

:: Several years followed in which Ciaran was no more than a research subject. Scarred all across his body and terrified of his father, he was miserable. The Forum was of course thankful for the information Eideard gathered, but none were curious as to how he acquired it.

:: Vividi knew what was happening to her son, and when he was twelve she arranged to have him smuggled out of Sharlayan and to the Saigoli desert. She had family there that would take care of him, and not being a citizen of Sharlayan she had little legal ability to protect her son. Eideard caught wind of the plan the night that the two of them were going to leave. As Vividi led Ciaran out through the city-state and to the pass to the Forelands, Eideard attacked the two of them. Without hesitation, Ciaran was shoved into the wagon that waited for them, and the driver took off. Eideard was still focused on Vividi by the time Ciaran was out of their sights, and them out of his.

:: Determined to do as his mother asked rather than return, he traveled to Tailfeather and quickly hopped onto a wagon carrying chocobos to Ishgard. From there he arranged for transport to the Shroud, and from there to Thanalan. His goal was to make it to the Saigoli desert and find Vividi’s family, yet as he crossed over Highbridge he ran into trouble. On the way down from the Shroud and to Camp Drybone, he was grabbed off the road by a Roegadyn traveling with three chocobos all carrying large packs. He was a wanderer and a trader, and wore a rusted old shortsword on his side, and he intended to keep Ciaran.

:: At first he feared the Roegadyn, whose name was Rostnskylt. However, after only a few days, it became clear that Rostnskylt only wanted someone to help carry his bags and manage the chocobos. The two of them traveled through Thanalan together, Rostnskylt on his way to the Silver Bazaar. On the way, he taught Ciaran the art of swordplay and how to care for the chocobos.

:: Once at the Silver Bazaar, Rostnskylt settled there for some time with his three chocobos, Boris, Sorghum, and Cerys. Ciaran helped out with the heavy lifting and with caring for his chocobos until he was seventeen. Rostnskylt became a father to Ciaran in that time-- the father that Ciaran never had. A letter came to Rostnskylt one day. His family needed help in La Noscea, and Ciaran could not come with. As Rostnskylt boarded the ferry to leave, he left Sorghum and his sword with the Lalafell and told him to speak with a man named Jenlyns.

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

:: After having traveled to Ul’dah, he spoke to Jenlyns and mentioned having been friends with Rostnskylt. The two were old friends, which allowed Ciaran the opportunity of being trained under the Sultansworn. At the age of 22, he was accepted into their ranks.

:: Currently teaches at the Imaginarium-- a school run by an eccentric man named Fabius Dandy.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "It’s weird seein’ someone so small doin’ a job so big." -- ''A trader''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got scars all over him. Little shite’s gotten into some of his own.” -- ''An old Gladiator''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Can’t tell if his wit or his sword is sharper. He talks like a diplomat and fights like a damned Primal.” -- ''Bar frequenter''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He doesn’t last long in bed I heard. Too stalwart to really start much and too-- eh, he's lookin over here. Pipe down, will you?” -- ''An adventurer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He’s one of those folks from down in the Saigoli! The ones that all make their homes on those big tortoises, I think.” -- ''A scholar''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got some damned nerve… Thinks he’s important now does he? I tell you, you could knock that boy over with a feather. He pales at the sight of a bath!” -- ''A shady Lalafell standing to the side''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> “He learned from one of the best, he did. He’s got an eye for handling chocobos and a good sword hand. I’m proud of him.” -- ''A wanderer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <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:#C24640;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ruriri Ruri]] : A pirate who once pulled him away from his duties and cornered him. With a very clear purpose she taunted him and gained complete control over him. It’s a mix of love and hatred.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Fabius Dandy]] : The headmaster of the Imaginarium. When Ciaran is not busy otherwise, he teaches at the Imaginarium and serves as the advisor to Fabius. He teaches literature and history classes, rather than combat or magic.
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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: '''Other:''' Eideard trained Ciaran in Astrology when he was young so that he might heal himself after Eideard abused him. Ciaran firmly believes that Eideard died at Carteneau.

: '''Voiceclaim:''' Ramsay Bolton (Game of Thrones)

: '''Theme song:'''

Tamm'lin Maertena

2016-04-21T05:55:09Z

Armoroad: /* Life So Far... */

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #a8e199;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>In a nutshell...</center></div>===
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::: ''"This one time, Tamm'lin and myself made a slight error when trying to con some idiot into giving us 100,000 gil for 100 Manderville Gold Saucer tokens. '''The guy fell for it''', but as we walked away, he asked the gil exchange clerk and was told the truth. Ah! There we were, surrounded by guards and backed into a window when Tamm turns to me, smiling ear to ear, and says; "I bet if we jump we might land on a passing airship." Before I can tell her how stupid that idea was, there's a crash of glass behind me. Of course, I jump after her. In a last ditch attempt to not fall to our certain doom, I tie a rope to my dagger, throwing it at a support beam. Just as I miss and start readying for death, I hear the sound of springs, followed by an impact on something soft. Turns out we landed on the deluxe bed of a newly wed couples airship. They'd decided to move it to the deck for, er, romantic purposes..." - '''S'kye S'yoponi'''''

{{Infobox-character
| name = Tamm'lin Maertena
| image = [[File:Trashcat.png|framed| ''Mama said KNOCK YOU OUT!'' - credit to [http://dantinmikannes.tumblr.com/ DrGriswald] for making this wonderful thing. ]]
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Seeker of the Sun - Condor Clan; "But really, th't ain't important... an' none of y'r business!"
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 26?24? Something like that.
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single - Not Looking. "That romantic shites f'r childr'n an' toddlers."
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Wandering Miqo'te, Former Shipyard Worker, Total Badass
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 5fulms & 4Ilms(5'4") & 140 Ponz, though her weight is all muscle, she'd assure you.
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = "Whatev'r!"
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>Adoptive Father: AhldWint Eyridoensyn</li> <li>Adoptive Mother: Sthalwyb Sterrbharwyn</li></ul>
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #a8e199;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>Basic Backstory</center></div>===
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:Since a young age, Tamm always seemed to be at odds with everyone around her. She fought too much, yelled too much, didn't want to be paired off to take her rightful place in the clan - As all female Seekers of the Sun do. The ginger and white haired girl had no interest in those dole affairs; Instead, she longed to see what was laying beyond in the world at large - What experiences, friends, and knowledge she could find. This, of course, was a great concern to the elders around her. They tried talking to her, scolding her, and eventually giving her one last chance to adhere to the traditional ways; Of which she refused to do.

:Really, it left them with only one choice - '''''Kick her ass out!'''''

:Which they did, to great fanfare, as their clan no longer had to worry about fights breaking out at dinner time or the clan's males getting their ears bitten if they so much as looked at Tamm wrong. As soon as she was of age, off she was kicked; Much to Tamm's delight. Of course, at a tender age, she was inexperienced, inept, and not very bright to begin with.

:However, she was a hard worker - Which lent to her benefit when she finally settled herself in Limsa Lominsa.

:Typically, the seaside city is Roegadyn territory. However, as we all know, the Roegadyn's are accepting of other races; Provided that you're useful and productive.

:At the very least, Tamm was certainly that. In a small shipyard that employed her, Tamm did her best, worked her hardest, and never gave up on a task. Yet, when the day was done, she often wandered off by herself, much to the bewilderment of her fellow shipyard workers. "Don't ya have a home to go to?" The older of the crowd often asked, having grown concerned for their young compatriot. "Well no, I don't." She'd reply, with a simple shrug of her shoulders and a beaming grin. "Clearly," Thought her old, grumpy Boss, "This will not do! Isn't right for a girl her age t' not have a home."

:So, with that, he went to his wife; Who readily agreed. She'd always been fond of children, you know. However, they'd not been blessed in having any.

:Much prodding and yelling and ranting and pointing ensued, with Tamm'lin finally relinquishing her pride and getting a warm bed to sleep in for the first time in months. Months turned into years, and for a while, all was right with the world.

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:<center><small><small>'''''...This is at least the story she'll tell you. That doesn't mean it's true.'''''</small></small></center>

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: <font style="color:#b9e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Warm spots in the sun to nap in!
: <font style="color:#b9e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Good food, good friends, good booze - Preferably all at once.
: <font style="color:#b9e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Staring at floors. "It was a nice floor."
: <font style="color:#b9e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Deep thoughts about things uneducated shipworkers shouldn't think about!
: <font style="color:#b9e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Being a mischievous little asshole.
: <font style="color:#b9e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Arm wrestling.
: <font style="color:#b9e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Also, suplexing people during fights.

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: <font style="color:#d8e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Losing!
: <font style="color:#d8e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Being bored.
: <font style="color:#d8e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Sour things!
: <font style="color:#d8e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Large bugs!
: <font style="color:#d8e7ad;" size="3">■</font> Being largely illiterate.

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: <font style="color:#ffe7ad;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: A very grey sort of morality. (Though, she seems to be leaning towards 'goodish')
: <font style="color:#ffe7ad;" size="3">■</font> Brash - She doesn't think too hard or too long about decisions. '''''But generally regrets them later!'''''
: <font style="color:#ffe7ad;" size="3">■</font> A bit of a vengeful streak.
: <font style="color:#ffe7ad;" size="3">■</font> Developing a self-serving streak a malm wide.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #ffca94;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>Character Diamond</center></div>===
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: <font style="color:#ffca94;" size="3">■</font> The "Character Diamond" is a great character building tool. A more indepth look at it and further explanation is listed here: [http://farbeyondmycapacity.blogspot.com/2011/05/character-diamonds.html The Character Diamond]
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: <font style="color:#d65252;" size="3">■ '''Brash''' </font> Tamm'lin doesn't plan much ahead, and even when she does, she's hardly the mastermind she thinks she is! Quick decisions often follow her quick temper.

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: <font style="color:#f9af3e;" size="3">■ '''Mischievous''' </font> Her bratty streak is a mile wide and Tamm'lin can't ever resist the urge to show it every chance she gets. This is both good and bad, because she often runs her mouth with out thinking of the consequences.

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: <font style="color:#B3C0EF;" size="3">■ '''Inherently Kind''' </font> She knows that people can be terrible, but that doesn't stop her from seeing the good in them. She cares deeply about others, even if it doesn't seem like it. Often, her heart and emotions are worn on her sleeve. That doesn't mean she has no secrets, just that she's able to empathize with others well.

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: <font style="color:#656D7F;" size="3">■ '''Morally Ambiguous''' </font> Everything has a good side, a bad side, and a huge range of 'in the middle'. Doing the 'right thing' doesn't always mean doing what society thinks is 'right'.

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

:The tanned and freckled Seeker isn't exactly a beauty; Rather, she '''could''' be, if she ever put much effort into her appearance. Slender, short, and wiry are three words to describe the Miqo'te. Darkly tanned arms and legs show well-deserved muscle, the kind one might get from hours of walking, climbing, swimming, and training to fight. If Tamm had to be flowery about it, the quiet little cat would say her eyes are like the sea on an eerily calm day. Glass green and reflective.

:Her hair is usually a wreck, with chopped mane-style in utter disarray. With white streaks running through her short, light auburn hair, the look of 'unruly tomboy' is only accentuated. Doesn't help that the damn, spunky Miqo'te doesn't have much in the way of curves. Small chested and lanky, the ruffian looks more apt to punch the owner of an errant, butt pinching hand than bat her long lashes owlishly at them.

:In spite of all this, in some ways the woman is cute. In the kind of way a tiny lizard might be. Adorable, rough looking, and sort of scary if you aren't used to seeing such things.

:More often than not, Tamm looks positively feral – Covered in mud, grass, and who knows what else after a day of doing odd jobs. Her clothes show signs of being well loved and well traveled, but also well sewn.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #d5ccc5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>Life So Far...</center></div>===

: <font style="color:#d5ccc5;" size="3">■ '''Previously...:'''</font> A LOT Of BAD STUFF HAPPENED.

: <font style="color:#aec4ea;" size="3">■ '''As of Right Now:''' </font>

:: The dirty trashcan of a Seeker is trying her best to sink her claws into the underbelly of U'ldah, making contacts, and generally being completely awful. She's a hellcat with a mission, and so far? So far, she's doing pretty damn good. '''With the joining of the Imaginarium run by Fabius Dandy, the little showboating asshole finally has a place to let all her plans grow to fruition.'''

:: Watch out world, here comes hell on wheels.

<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #9bb1ca;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''''RUMORS'''''</center></div>
<center>''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''</center>
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #cdd8e4;"><center>◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</center></div></b>
: <font style="color: #cdd8e4;" size="3">■</font> "I heard she's real odd. You know, for a Miqo'te."
: <font style="color: #cdd8e4;" size="3">■</font> "Apparently, she's got a powerful sweet tooth. I see're munching on sweets all the time, walking around Ul'dah and staring at things like she's off in her own world."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #c1cede;"><center>◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</center></div></b>
: <font style="color:#c1cede;" size="3">■</font> "That cat? She hits like a damn chocobo kick to the face."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #a8bbd0;"><center>◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</center></div></b>
: <font style="color:#a8bbd0;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's been sneaking 'round at night. Apparently, digging around f'r information. I'd steer clear of that one, if I were you."
: <font style="color:#a8bbd0;" size="3">■</font> "... Story's been that she killed a man or two with nothin' but her bare hands and a dagger to their necks. Sliced 'em like she was bleedin' out a hog to slaughter."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #9bb1ca;"><center>◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</center></div></b>

: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Tammi? Gods, ser, you should have seen that girl when she dropped by our little dinner party the other evening dressed in 'naughty farm girl' attire. A modest and intriguing little kitten, as she refused to acknowledge her tasteless outfit. She's also quite talented with a knife, I assure you. How amusing! I'll have to get to know that one a little better once I catch up on sleep." - [[Sigurd Sundsteigen]]

: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "For someone so small, she can really hold her drink. I'm pretty sure she drank her weight in booze. It made me proud." - [[Benedict Whiteraven]]

: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Have you seen her at Grindstone? BOOSH! Jugular Punch. BASH! Knee break. SLAM! Collarbone Crunch. She's amazing!" - [[S'kye S'yoponi]]

: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Aha, Tamm. She used t'work fer us. Then... worked next door! I heard she ripped out a pirates throat with her own fuckin' teeth on a mission, then went home t'play dress up as a kinky gardener. R'gardless, she's always good fer a laugh that one. I'd take th'opportunity t'drink with her again, aye." - [[Odette Saoirse]]

: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She’s got a heart of gold… just like that damn eye patch of hers. Just don’t touch that eye patch… or you WILL regret it." - [[As'miya Hyun]]

: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Tamm definitely has her own way of doing things... I worry about her a lot, being as spunky as she is. Did you know she once got so drunk she let a fist fight break into an axe fight, and almost jumped in the ring? Hah-- she did! Was a fun night, that one." - [[Ciaran Cadeyrn]]

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #9bb1ca;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''''RELATIONS'''''</center></div>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">₳</font> ????? <font style="color:#e1a261;" size="3">₡</font> Close Friends <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">₵</font> "Friends!" <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">♠</font>Acquaintances <font style="color:#b1c5dd;" size="3">¤</font>Neutral <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♦</font> "Jerks!" </center>

: <font style="color:#e1a261;" size="3">₡</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">₳</font> ''[[S'kye S'yoponi]]'' - Close Friends doesn't even begin to cover the relationship between these two. Tamm will, and ''has'', killed a bitch for S'kye, who is her precious popoto friend.
:<small><small><small><small><small><center>'''''SPOILER!'''''</center>
:S'kye and Tamm have had a very hard life together - While it isn't mentioned in the background part of Tamm's profile, S'kye and Tamm grew up together, within the same Seeker clan. Read S'kye's profile for her side of that. A lot of '''horrible bullshit''' happened to them, essentially breaking them both, leaving the two misfits with nothing but each other; And so, with their cracked and jaded psyches, they've gone out into the world, caring only for their safety and happiness... at any means necessary. A life of crime, murder, and general badness evolved quickly, with little of either pair caring much about the moral hangs up one might usually have. Now? Now they've decided it's easier to pretend to be normal... ''then'' play their games, building their two woman crime ring into something much greater; And, as far as that goes? ''The game is very much afoot.''</small></small>
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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">₳</font> '''Naih'a/Noble''' - Apparently, Tamm said yes to getting hitched to this Keeper. Why? Who knows! Seems she actually likes poor, poor Naih'a.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">₵</font> '''Fabius Dandy''' - Headmaster, friend, groovy dude৳ - Tamm practically looks up to this crazy man, if only because he's one of the few that doesn't fall for her dazzling bullshit.

: <font style="color:#e1a261;" size="3">₡</font> '''Ulan''' - The Lizard and The Cat have an on going partnership of blood letting and bad ideas, wrapped in a mighty thirst for coin.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">₵</font> '''Tyr''' - The Brickshit House; Tamm likes to pal around with this axe wielding dude, because why the hell not?

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">♠</font> '''Ouka Highwind''' - "... why's he s' tall?"

: <font style="color:#e1a261;" size="3">₡</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">₳</font> '''Cerry''' - Long time pals, equally abrasive towards one another.:

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">₵</font> Jorund - Strong, silent, and terribly deadpan, this Hyur interests Tamm in the way a plot piece that doesn't quite fit interests a novelist.

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: <font style="color:#758eaa;" size="3">■</font> Please don't try to murder Tamm... and if you ''do'' want to, please let me know first!
: <font style="color:#758eaa;" size="3">■</font> Just ask. Seriously. It's all situational, just like real life is.

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: <font style="color:#687e97;" size="3">■</font> Walk up & Tells are always appreciated!
: <font style="color:#687e97;" size="3">■</font> Feel free to contact me on my skype for rp! - '''professormctrex'''
: <font style="color:#687e97;" size="3">■</font> Randomly chit chat!

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: <font style="color:#687e97;" size="3">■</font> MRP friendly.
: <font style="color:#687e97;" size="3">■</font> Yes, that also means I'm A-OKAY with Erp.
: <font style="color:#687e97;" size="3">■</font> Preferably, I want a steady RP partner.
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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #5b6e84;font-size:14px;color:#272f38;"><center>Gallery</center></div>===
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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #4e5e71;font-size:14px;color:#272f38;"><center>Footnotes and Other Things</center></div>===

::Her theme song currently might be this; [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAGoT3GF8xA ℳ]

::The current TV tropes;
::[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BecauseImGoodAtIt Because I'm Good At It] - Fighting seems to be the only thing she's naturally good at.
::[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AmbiguouslyEvil Ambiguously Evil] - The moral grey area is tricky to navigate.
::[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ItAmusedMe It Amused Me] - Tamm'lin does most things because they amuse her; Sometimes, not to the benefit of others.

'''About her name'''

: Here are a few notes on her wacky name;

Tamm'lin Maertena

'''T'amm'''

A butchering and misunderstanding of a culture she's been welcomed into, her name is nothing but well sylabled gibberish. Granted, it has a basis - Which she barely understands the meaning of, outside her own clan name.
Her 'real' name is T'amm. Yes, a sire's name is her surname... but she refuses to speak it. It isn't that she hates her clan or her nature... but Tamm's sire is a different matter.
When speaking to her fellow dock workers for the first time, many simply couldn't pronounce her name and since she didn't give a last name... eventually they gave her one of her own.
She's strong and hard working - Reliable, too.
However, her age at the time put her as nearing the ages of many of these fellows children. Tamm, of course, is much smaller than any Roegadyn.

And so...
T'amm turned into...
(teh-AM)

'''Tamm klin'''
(TA-am) (kl-IN)

Because.... Klin means child in the ancient Reogdayn language; Which she was often called 'klin' in, as of course, to them... she's not only a young age, but she's about the height of a child.
Tamm Klin = Tamm child... or, rather Tamm, the child.
T'amm became Tamm... and klin dropped the k, become lin.
And so, T'amm Klin became...
Tamm'lin (TAH-am-lyn)

After she left, she thought it wise to have a surname. She couldn't just take her 'family's' name... she wanted one of her own. She refuse to use her clan name, as that would mean even the smallest tie to her sire - Which simply wasn't going to happen. So, instead - She used a butchered version of the nick name her 'parents' had given her;
Mighty Oak ... Which was roughly pronounced...

'''Maeti-Eyha'''

However... as most can't pronounce Reogadyn very well, and certainly not bone-headed cats, ... the name was completely butchered.
And so...
Maeti-Eyha became ... Maeteya.... which became...

'''Maertena'''
(MAer-TEH-nah)

Klin - Child
Maeti - Mighty
Eyha - Oak
T'amm - Proper Seeker First Name

<big><big><center>'''This information is entirely OOC until mentioned IC.'''</center></big></big>
<br>
<center> ''' Firstly, Tamm'lin is a bad person. While she is inherently kind and empathetic, she is also incredibly self-serving. She does things because they either amuse her or because she benefits in some way. You must understand she was designed broken in order to follow her intentions and ambitions...'''</center>
<br>

<center>'''With that said, here's the actual backstory so far;'''</center>

<br>
<br>
T'amm was born ''fighting.'' She came into the world kicking and screaming, wailing like a shedevil on a rampage. Her childhood was no different; Insatiably curious and outgoing, but with a temper that would make Ifrit proud. She was a hellion from the start, often doing things simply because she could, much to the anger of her clan. They tried their best to subjugate the Seeker, doing their best to break her spirit in ''any way possible.''

Enter, S'kye S'yoponi. The Lalafell who seemingly feel fro m the sky. The clan took pity on the poor girl, accepting her into the fold. However, along comes T'amm. Big green eyes ablaze with intense mischief and curiosity, the two ladies quickly became inseparable, as S'kye quickly developed a never-ending crave for knowledge.

Of cours,e life was not all posies and carefree days - Instead, it was very hard for the two. The Seeker female was meant to do not much more in life than settle for being a woman of the clan; And all that entailed. S'kye had lost her memories, mourning a life she never knew she had in the first place; The only connecting string to the Lalafell's former existence were brief, excruciatingly painful flashes of memory and insight.

Eventually, as the two grew older and more 'of age', the wild-hearted Seeker only grew more frantic in her resolute bucking of tradition - Which the current Nuhn had simply had enough of it.

He decided to teach the girl a lesson; Whether she liked it or not.

S'kye, the ever adoring other half, panicked in such a fashion, rearing to her beloved friend's defense; In a flash, the adorable and mild-mannered Lalafell had remembered a potent spell, slinging it at the clan's Nuhn. It wounded him, to be sure, but seemingly only spurred his rage on, turning instead of the little bookworm of a newly minted magic user.

A harsh kicked to the face and watching her friend slide across the floor was all it took for the already enraged T'amm to fly into a such a fit of energetic violence that the Nuhn would have been lucky to be alive.

'''To be clear, he wasn't lucky.'''

Even as the blood pooled around her bare, bruised feet - T'amm stood there, gasping for breath, mind cooling from the adrenaline high. Then? Then, they panicked. They'd just killed a man, not that he didn't deserve it. It wasn't much thought on the act, more worry on the repercussions; And so, the two fled as fast and as far as legs could carry. Rather, as far as T'amm could carry S'kye. Lalafell don't make great distance runners, after all.

For years, they traveled together; Living in any way they knew how, which wasn't very much, other than raising general hell. The skills of being pains in the ass eventually turned into petty crime, petty crime turned into short cons, and short cons turned into all out ''fraud.'' The pair was ''incredibly' good at being ''incredibly bad,'' and the mental high that was achieved from such acts was ''addicting''.

However, life goes on. The two seperated for a few years, with many visits in between; S'kye settling in Ul'dah to study the magickal arts, with T'amm traveling to Limsa Lominsa to attempt a life of honest work.

Eventually, the honest life grew boring; And so, the two friends reunited for good.

After many suns worth of living life their way, S'kye suggested something; Stealing the normal way was ''hard''... but what if they had others to help? What if, T'amm suggested, instead of simply expanding their repertoire, they dynamic duo goes for broke?

With much conferring with each other, a plan was hatched. It is much easier to what they wished, if others had no choice but to look the other way. If the Lalafell and the Seeker were in charge, who would be there to stop them?

'''The answer, of course, is ''no one''.'''

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:'''"Though... fear ain't a way t' gain loyalty."''' The tanned and scarred Miqo'te mused, as she adjusted her beloved Lalafell's hat just so.

:'''"Ah, Tamm, this is true... but.."''' The raven haired mage reasoned, tilting her chin to peer up at her friend. '''"What about love?"'''

:A snort rises from the throat of her hoodlum-esq partner, accompanied by a dramatic roll on intense seaglass colored feline eyes. '''"Love...? Wait... th's... th's could work. S'kye, I gotta idea."'''

:With a gentle smile, the quaint Lalafell nodded. '''"So do I."'''
<br>
With that, the plan was set. Now? Now, the two wait and see what happens next.

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]

Ciaran Cadeyrn

2016-04-15T00:04:05Z

Armoroad:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Ciaran Cadeyrn
| image = ciaran thing.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Lalafell
| clan = Dunesfolk
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 24
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Teacher / Sultansworn
| stat_4 = Height
| stat_4_value = 3'0"
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Bisexual
}}

'''Ciaran Cadeyrn''' (10th Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon)

===<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> Fire
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good books
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Fanciful clothing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intricate armor

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''DISLIKES''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Water / Rain
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The cold
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Abusive fathers

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Insensitive, self-harm
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Coffee
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Red

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
: Short and with fairly tanned skin, pink short hair, and bright mismatched eyes betray his intelligence and heritage. There is nothing his height will bar him from doing either... Quite literally.

: Determined and forthcoming, blunt and well-worded, analytical but fraught with conclusions too quickly leapt to. Despite his intelligence he remains extremely naive, and it is incredibly easy to push his buttons. As in ''incredibly'' easy. He is quick to anger, and hard to calm. Once he is fired up, he won't hesitate to run a man through for his poor phrasing. Not one moment. However, when not quite so angry, he takes to flirting and joking, and often attempting to stir up trouble.

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

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

:: He was born in Sharlayan to a man named Eideard and a woman named Vividi. Eideard was a Sharayan scholar and Vividi was a dancer from Ul'dah. Ciaran spent his childhood studying with other Sharlayan children. He resided in the Answering Quarter nearby to Saint Moccaine’s Arboretum with his parents for some time. His mother was very kind, though she fell ill only when he was seven. Eideard, however, had other ideas.

::Noticing a definitive lack of records on lalafellin tolerances to pain, poisons, and other things such as lung capacity, Eideard found the perfect test subject: Ciaran.

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

:: Several years followed in which Ciaran was no more than a research subject. Scarred all across his body and terrified of his father, he was miserable. The Forum was of course thankful for the information Eideard gathered, but none were curious as to how he acquired it.

:: Vividi knew what was happening to her son, and when he was twelve she arranged to have him smuggled out of Sharlayan and to the Saigoli desert. She had family there that would take care of him, and not being a citizen of Sharlayan she had little legal ability to protect her son. Eideard caught wind of the plan the night that the two of them were going to leave. As Vividi led Ciaran out through the city-state and to the pass to the Forelands, Eideard attacked the two of them. Without hesitation, Ciaran was shoved into the wagon that waited for them, and the driver took off. Eideard was still focused on Vividi by the time Ciaran was out of their sights, and them out of his.

:: Determined to do as his mother asked rather than return, he traveled to Tailfeather and quickly hopped onto a wagon carrying chocobos to Ishgard. From there he arranged for transport to the Shroud, and from there to Thanalan. His goal was to make it to the Saigoli desert and find Vividi’s family, yet as he crossed over Highbridge he ran into trouble. On the way down from the Shroud and to Camp Drybone, he was grabbed off the road by a Roegadyn traveling with three chocobos all carrying large packs. He was a wanderer and a trader, and wore a rusted old shortsword on his side, and he intended to keep Ciaran.

:: At first he feared the Roegadyn, whose name was Rostnskylt. However, after only a few days, it became clear that Rostnskylt only wanted someone to help carry his bags and manage the chocobos. The two of them traveled through Thanalan together, Rostnskylt on his way to the Silver Bazaar. On the way, he taught Ciaran the art of swordplay and how to care for the chocobos.

:: Once at the Silver Bazaar, Rostnskylt settled there for some time with his three chocobos, Boris, Sorghum, and Cerys. Ciaran helped out with the heavy lifting and with caring for his chocobos until he was seventeen. Rostnskylt became a father to Ciaran in that time-- the father that Ciaran never had. A letter came to Rostnskylt one day. His family needed help in La Noscea, and Ciaran could not come with. As Rostnskylt boarded the ferry to leave, he left Sorghum and his sword with the Lalafell and told him to speak with a man named Jenlyns.

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

:: After having traveled to Ul’dah, he spoke to Jenlyns and mentioned having been friends with Rostnskylt. The two were old friends, which allowed Ciaran the opportunity of being trained under the Sultansworn. At the age of 22, he was accepted into their ranks.

:: Currently teaches at the Imaginarium-- a school run by an eccentric man named Fabius Dandy.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "It’s weird seein’ someone so small doin’ a job so big." -- ''A trader''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got scars all over him. Little shite’s gotten into some of his own.” -- ''An old Gladiator''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Can’t tell if his wit or his sword is sharper. He talks like a diplomat and fights like a damned Primal.” -- ''Bar frequenter''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He doesn’t last long in bed I heard. Too stalwart to really start much and too-- eh, he's lookin over here. Pipe down, will you?” -- ''An adventurer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He’s one of those folks from down in the Saigoli! The ones that all make their homes on those big tortoises, I think.” -- ''A scholar''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got some damned nerve… Thinks he’s important now does he? I tell you, you could knock that boy over with a feather. He pales at the sight of a bath!” -- ''A shady Lalafell standing to the side''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> “He learned from one of the best, he did. He’s got an eye for handling chocobos and a good sword hand. I’m proud of him.” -- ''A wanderer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
</div></td>

<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <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:#C24640;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ruriri Ruri]] : A pirate who once pulled him away from his duties and cornered him. With a very clear purpose she taunted him and gained complete control over him. It’s a mix of love and hatred.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Fabius Dandy]] : The headmaster of the Imaginarium. When Ciaran is not busy otherwise, he teaches at the Imaginarium and serves as the advisor to Fabius. He teaches literature and history classes, rather than combat or magic.
</tr></table>

===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
<center>
<gallery>
</gallery>
</center>

===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: '''Other:''' Eideard trained Ciaran in Astrology when he was young so that he might heal himself after Eideard abused him. Ciaran firmly believes that Eideard died at Carteneau.

: '''Voiceclaim:''' Ramsay Bolton (Game of Thrones)

: '''Theme song:'''

Ciaran Cadeyrn

2016-04-15T00:02:39Z

Armoroad:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Ciaran Cadeyrn
| image = ciaran thing.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Lalafell
| clan = Dunesfolk
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 24
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Teacher / Sultansworn
| stat_4 = Height
| stat_4_value = 3'0"
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Bisexual
}}

'''Ciaran Cadeyrn''' (10th Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon)

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Fire
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good books
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Fanciful clothing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intricate armor

<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''DISLIKES''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Water / Rain
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The cold
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Abusive fathers

<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''OTHER''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Insensitive, self-harm
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Coffee
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Red

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
: Short and with fairly tanned skin, pink short hair, and bright mismatched eyes betray his intelligence and heritage. There is nothing his height will bar him from doing either... Quite literally.

: Determined and forthcoming, blunt and well-worded, analytical but fraught with conclusions too quickly leapt to. Despite his intelligence he remains incredibly naive, and it is incredibly easy to push his buttons. As in incredibly easy. He is quick to anger, and hard to calm. Once he is fired up, he won't hesitate to run a man through for his poor phrasing. Not one moment. However, when not quite so angry, he takes to flirting and joking, and often attempting to stir up trouble.

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

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

:: He was born in Sharlayan to a man named Eideard and a woman named Vividi. Eideard was a Sharayan scholar and Vividi was a dancer from Ul'dah. Ciaran spent his childhood studying with other Sharlayan children. He resided in the Answering Quarter nearby to Saint Moccaine’s Arboretum with his parents for some time. His mother was very kind, though she fell ill only when he was seven. Eideard, however, had other ideas.

::Noticing a definitive lack of records on lalafellin tolerances to pain, poisons, and other things such as lung capacity, Eideard found the perfect test subject: Ciaran.

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

:: Several years followed in which Ciaran was no more than a research subject. Scarred all across his body and terrified of his father, he was miserable. The Forum was of course thankful for the information Eideard gathered, but none were curious as to how he acquired it.

:: Vividi knew what was happening to her son, and when he was twelve she arranged to have him smuggled out of Sharlayan and to the Saigoli desert. She had family there that would take care of him, and not being a citizen of Sharlayan she had little legal ability to protect her son. Eideard caught wind of the plan the night that the two of them were going to leave. As Vividi led Ciaran out through the city-state and to the pass to the Forelands, Eideard attacked the two of them. Without hesitation, Ciaran was shoved into the wagon that waited for them, and the driver took off. Eideard was still focused on Vividi by the time Ciaran was out of their sights, and them out of his.

:: Determined to do as his mother asked rather than return, he traveled to Tailfeather and quickly hopped onto a wagon carrying chocobos to Ishgard. From there he arranged for transport to the Shroud, and from there to Thanalan. His goal was to make it to the Saigoli desert and find Vividi’s family, yet as he crossed over Highbridge he ran into trouble. On the way down from the Shroud and to Camp Drybone, he was grabbed off the road by a Roegadyn traveling with three chocobos all carrying large packs. He was a wanderer and a trader, and wore a rusted old shortsword on his side, and he intended to keep Ciaran.

:: At first he feared the Roegadyn, whose name was Rostnskylt. However, after only a few days, it became clear that Rostnskylt only wanted someone to help carry his bags and manage the chocobos. The two of them traveled through Thanalan together, Rostnskylt on his way to the Silver Bazaar. On the way, he taught Ciaran the art of swordplay and how to care for the chocobos.

:: Once at the Silver Bazaar, Rostnskylt settled there for some time with his three chocobos, Boris, Sorghum, and Cerys. Ciaran helped out with the heavy lifting and with caring for his chocobos until he was seventeen. Rostnskylt became a father to Ciaran in that time-- the father that Ciaran never had. A letter came to Rostnskylt one day. His family needed help in La Noscea, and Ciaran could not come with. As Rostnskylt boarded the ferry to leave, he left Sorghum and his sword with the Lalafell and told him to speak with a man named Jenlyns.

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

:: After having traveled to Ul’dah, he spoke to Jenlyns and mentioned having been friends with Rostnskylt. The two were old friends, which allowed Ciaran the opportunity of being trained under the Sultansworn. At the age of 22, he was accepted into their ranks.

:: Currently teaches at the Imaginarium-- a school run by an eccentric man named Fabius Dandy.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "It’s weird seein’ someone so small doin’ a job so big." -- ''A trader''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got scars all over him. Little shite’s gotten into some of his own.” -- ''An old Gladiator''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Can’t tell if his wit or his sword is sharper. He talks like a diplomat and fights like a damned Primal.” -- ''Bar frequenter''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He doesn’t last long in bed I heard. Too stalwart to really start much and too-- eh, he's lookin over here. Pipe down, will you?” -- ''An adventurer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He’s one of those folks from down in the Saigoli! The ones that all make their homes on those big tortoises, I think.” -- ''A scholar''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got some damned nerve… Thinks he’s important now does he? I tell you, you could knock that boy over with a feather. He pales at the sight of a bath!” -- ''A shady Lalafell standing to the side''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> “He learned from one of the best, he did. He’s got an eye for handling chocobos and a good sword hand. I’m proud of him.” -- ''A wanderer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
</div></td>

<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <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:#C24640;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ruriri Ruri]] : A pirate who once pulled him away from his duties and cornered him. With a very clear purpose she taunted him and gained complete control over him. It’s a mix of love and hatred.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Fabius Dandy]] : The headmaster of the Imaginarium. When Ciaran is not busy otherwise, he teaches at the Imaginarium and serves as the advisor to Fabius. He teaches literature and history classes, rather than combat or magic.
</tr></table>

===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
<center>
<gallery>
</gallery>
</center>

===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: '''Other:''' Eideard trained Ciaran in Astrology when he was young so that he might heal himself after Eideard abused him. Ciaran firmly believes that Eideard died at Carteneau.

: '''Voiceclaim:''' Ramsay Bolton (Game of Thrones)

: '''Theme song:'''

Ciaran Cadeyrn

2016-04-14T23:07:37Z

Armoroad:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Ciaran Cadeyrn
| image = ciaran thing.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Lalafell
| clan = Dunesfolk
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 24
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Teacher / Sultansworn
| stat_4 = Height
| stat_4_value = 3'0"
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Bisexual
}}

'''Ciaran Cadeyrn''' (10th Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon)

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Fire
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good books
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Fanciful clothing
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intricate armor

<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''DISLIKES''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Water / Rain
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The cold
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Abusive fathers

<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''OTHER''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Insensitive, self-harm
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Coffee
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Red

</tr></table>

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
: Short and with fairly tanned skin, pink short hair, and bright mismatched eyes betray his intelligence and heritage. There is nothing his height will bar him from doing either... Quite literally.

: Determined and forthcoming, blunt and well-worded, analytical but fraught with conclusions too quickly leapt to. Despite his intelligence he remains incredibly naive, and it is incredibly easy to push his buttons. As in incredibly easy. He is quick to anger, and hard to calm. Once he is fired up, he won't hesitate to run a man through for his poor phrasing. Not one moment. However, when not quite so angry, he takes to flirting and joking, and often attempting to stir up trouble.

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

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

:: He was born in Sharlayan to a man named Eideard and a woman named Vividii. Eideard was a Sharayan scholar and Vividi was a dancer from Ul'dah. Ciaran spent his childhood studying with other Sharlayan children. He resided in the Answering Quarter nearby to Saint Moccaine’s Arboretum with his parents for some time. His mother was very kind, though she fell ill only when he was seven. Eideard, however, had other ideas.

::Noticing a definitive lack of records on lalafellin tolerances to pain, poisons, and other things such as lung capacity, Eideard found the perfect test subject: Ciaran.

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

:: Several years followed in which Ciaran was no more than a research subject. Scarred all across his body and terrified of his father, he was miserable. The Forum was of course thankful for the information Eideard gathered, but none were curious as to how he acquired it.

:: Vividi knew what was happening to her son, and when he was twelve she arranged to have him smuggled out of Sharlayan and to the Saigoli desert. She had family there that would take care of him, and not being a citizen of Sharlayan she had little legal ability to protect her son. Eideard caught wind of the plan the night that the two of them were going to leave. As Vividi led Ciaran out through the city-state and to the pass to the Forelands, Eideard attacked the two of them. Without hesitation, Ciaran was shoved into the wagon that waited for them, and the driver took off. Eideard was still focused on Vividi by the time Ciaran was out of their sights, and them out of his.

:: Determined to do as his mother asked rather than return, he traveled to Tailfeather and quickly hopped onto a wagon carrying chocobos to Ishgard. From there he arranged for transport to the Shroud, and from there to Thanalan. His goal was to make it to the Saigoli desert and find Vividi’s family, yet as he crossed over Highbridge he ran into trouble. On the way down from the Shroud and to Camp Drybone, he was grabbed off the road by a Roegadyn traveling with three chocobos all carrying large packs. He was a wanderer and a trader, and wore a rusted old shortsword on his side, and he intended to keep Ciaran.

:: At first he feared the Roegadyn, whose name was Rostnskylt. However, after only a few days, it became clear that Rostnskylt only wanted someone to help carry his bags and manage the chocobos. The two of them traveled through Thanalan together, Rostnskylt on his way to the Silver Bazaar. On the way, he taught Ciaran the art of swordplay and how to care for the chocobos.

:: Once at the Silver Bazaar, Rostnskylt settled there for some time with his three chocobos, Boris, Sorghum, and Cerys. Ciaran helped out with the heavy lifting and with caring for his chocobos until he was seventeen. Rostnskylt became a father to Ciaran in that time-- the father that Ciaran never had. A letter came to Rostnskylt one day. His family needed help in La Noscea, and Ciaran could not come with. As Rostnskylt boarded the ferry to leave, he left Sorghum and his sword with the Lalafell and told him to speak with a man named Jenlyns.

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

:: After having traveled to Ul’dah, he spoke to Jenlyns and mentioned having been friends with Rostnskylt. The two were old friends, which allowed Ciaran the opportunity of being trained under the Sultansworn. At the age of 22, he was accepted into their ranks.

:: Currently teaches at the Imaginarium-- a school run by an eccentric man named Fabius Dandy.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="100%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "It’s weird seein’ someone so small doin’ a job so big." -- ''A trader''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got scars all over him. Little shite’s gotten into some of his own.” -- ''An old Gladiator''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Can’t tell if his wit or his sword is sharper. He talks like a diplomat and fights like a damned Primal.” -- ''Bar frequenter''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He doesn’t last long in bed I heard. Too stalwart to really start much and too-- eh, he's lookin over here. Pipe down, will you?” -- ''An adventurer''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He’s one of those folks from down in the Saigoli! The ones that all make their homes on those big tortoises, I think.” -- ''A scholar''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He’s got some damned nerve… Thinks he’s important now does he? I tell you, you could knock that boy over with a feather. He pales at the sight of a bath!” -- ''A shady Lalafell standing to the side''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> “He learned from one of the best, he did. He’s got an eye for handling chocobos and a good sword hand. I’m proud of him.” -- ''A wanderer''

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's 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:#C24640;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ruriri Ruri]] : A pirate who once pulled him away from his duties and cornered him. With a very clear purpose she taunted him and gained complete control over him. It’s a mix of love and hatred.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Fabius Dandy]] : The headmaster of the Imaginarium. When Ciaran is not busy otherwise, he teaches at the Imaginarium and serves as the advisor to Fabius. He teaches literature and history classes, rather than combat or magic.
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: '''Other:''' Eideard trained Ciaran in Astrology when he was young so that he might heal himself after Eideard abused him. Ciaran firmly believes that Eideard died at Carteneau.

: '''Voiceclaim:''' Ramsay Bolton (Game of Thrones)

: '''Theme song:'''

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Armoroad:

Ciaran Cadeyrn

2016-03-24T04:44:46Z

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<div align=center><div style="font-size:18px;letter-spacing:0.75em;color:#F0C6C5;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver">The Fires of Judgement</div></div>
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#dec4f0;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''Character'''</div>==
===General===
Aetheric experiment, Astrologian, and Sharlayan turned Sky Pirate. An interesting lifestyle, but it works.

:'''Monker/Nicknames''':
:<font style="color:#dec4f0;" size="3">₪</font> '''Three-foot Terror''': After an incredible streak of savagery across the Dravanian Hinterlands, many feared him... and many mocked him. So, this term was born, and though his crimes have since been pardoned, he finds it difficult to go anywhere near Sharlayan or Idyllshire without being mocked and jeered at. He reverts to pulling his hat down over his face to avoid recognition many times, though he can't do much to avoid the vandalism of his manacutter.
:<font style="color:#dec4f0;" size="3">₪</font> '''Firestarter''': After his 'incident' when he was younger, he has issues with starting fires... Mostly on accident, some purposefully, but he's gained quite a reputation among those who have to put ''out'' his fires.

:'''Residence''':
:: Currently lives in the Dravanian Hinterlands, in the ruins of the Ruling Quarter. He often can be found tending the Great Gubal Library, for the number of tomes there is innumerable. When he treasure hunts as a Sky Pirate, he seeks old tomes and forgotten books, and stores them there.

===Appearance===
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| '''Height''' || 3 fulm, 0 ilm
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| '''Weight''' || 43 ponzes
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| '''Build''' || Average
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| '''Skin Tone''' || Tan
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| '''Notable Features:''' || N/A
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| '''Scars''' || Numerous across his back and arms
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|colspan="2" align="center" style="background: #d9c6ee;"|'''Head / Facial Features'''
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| '''Hair''' || Pink/white
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| '''Eyes''' || Right blue / Left yellow
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| '''Notable Features:''' || Tattoo on right side of face
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| '''Scars''' || N/A
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===Personality===

==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #d6d7ff;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''Abilities and Skills'''</div>==
===General===
Ciaran was never much one for battling. Instead, he took after his mother and father, and trained in the Old World art of Astrology. His father often used Ciaran for research purposes, however, and as a result he was always sickly and weak, and never trained in the art of battle. He learned to cast detrimental spells, but none he could use without his star globe.

===Weapons===
:<font style="color:#d6d7ff;" size="3">₪</font> '''Star Globe''': Ciaran mainly uses his star globe, as that is generally the main tool of an Astrologian. However, it sometimes proves inadequate.
:<font style="color:#d6d7ff;" size="3">₪</font> '''Dagger''': Ciaran often has a dagger hidden in a fold of his robe, since magics are not always so readily available.

===Magic===
:<font style="color:#d6d7ff;" size="3">₪</font> '''Healing''': Any skilled Astrologian knows how to harness the power of the stars to heal. It's almost second nature.
:<font style="color:#d6d7ff;" size="3">₪</font> '''Cards''': Another tool of the Astrologian is their deck of cards, used to cast various beneficial effects upon their target. Ciaran is well versed in their use, but finds them infuriating.

==<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> Fire.
: <font style="color:#c3efe6;" size="3">₪</font> Hurting others.
: <font style="color:#c3efe6;" size="3">₪</font> Hunting for treasure/knowledge.
: <font style="color:#c3efe6;" size="3">₪</font> Learning.
: <font style="color:#c3efe6;" size="3">₪</font> Puns.

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: <font style="color:#f7f6d6;" size="3">₪</font> Water.
: <font style="color:#f7f6d6;" size="3">₪</font> Nature.
: <font style="color:#f7f6d6;" size="3">₪</font> Garleans.

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: <font style="color:#f7e1fc;" size="3">₪</font> Alignment: Chaotic neutral.
: <font style="color:#f7e1fc;" size="3">₪</font> Favorite Food: Cake.
: <font style="color:#f7e1fc;" size="3">₪</font> Favorite Drink: Coffee.
: <font style="color:#f7e1fc;" size="3">₪</font> Favorite Color: Red.

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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #d6ffdd;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''Relationships'''</div>==
===Family===
:: '''Eideard Cadeyrn''' (Father, Deceased) (Lalafell, Dunesfolk)
::: Ciaran's father who performed innumerable gruesome experiments upon his son, the foremost being an attempt to fuse an egi with Ciaran, and others being testing the limits of a lalafell's pain tolerance, and lalafellin lung capacity. He died at Carteneau.

:: '''Medb Cadeyrn''' (Mother, Deceased) (Lalafell, Dunesfolk)
::: Ciaran's mother-- a beautiful Ul'dahn woman. She was a dancer before Ciaran's father took interest in her and married her. She, as opposed to Eideard, was a Thaumaturge rather than an Astrologian, though she learned the art of Astrology soon after marrying Eideard. She died of an "illness" when Ciaran was only four. Investigations suggested she was murdered by a mage...

===Friends===
None

===Neutral/Wary===
None

==<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 hear that 'un worships Ifrit..."
: <font style="color:#eeeca4;" size="3">₪</font> "His head's too high in the clouds to hear what us little ones say."
: <font style="color:#eeeca4;" size="3">₪</font> "Thinks he's six feet tall with how 'e acts."

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: <font style="color:#f0c7a6;" size="3">₪</font> "He pays off the Amalj'aa every so often. I've seen him wander around Zahar'ak and they don't even touch him."
: <font style="color:#f0c7a6;" size="3">₪</font> "Says the Twelve are false gods sometimes."
: <font style="color:#f0c7a6;" size="3">₪</font> "Keeps himself all holed up in that library some days-- the big ol' one that the Sharlayans left. Wonder what he does there."
: <font style="color:#f0c7a6;" size="3">₪</font> "For a little man he's got one helluva big mouth."

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: <font style="color:#f2c1c1;" size="3">₪</font> "His pa did some pretty unspeakable things to 'im."
: <font style="color:#f2c1c1;" size="3">₪</font> "His whole family was heretics, the lot of 'em."
: <font style="color:#f2c1c1;" size="3">₪</font> "Consorts with primals and beastmen, and not like them hero types do."
: <font style="color:#f2c1c1;" size="3">₪</font> "Heard he bedded an Amalj'aa once-- that's where all those scars he's got came from."
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: <font style="color:#e4c9ff;" size="3">₪</font> None
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #f4de81;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''History/Timeline'''<div>==
===Childhood===
:<font style="color:#f4de81;" size="3">₪</font> Infusion
::: A boy of but hardly 15, excited to see the world, his father wondered if it was possible to take the essence of a primal and infuse it with a ''sentient'' being rather than forge it into an egi. With the assistance of three skilled Arcanists, Ciaran and his father traveled alongside a Summoner to Thanalan, where his father killed her. She was hardly older than Ciaran himself when his father cut her life short. With the assistance of the Arcanists, they entrapped her Ifrit-egi, unraveling it, and took its essence, and attempted to forge it into Ciaran. While his father stood by and observed the reaction without a care in the world as to if his son died or not, Ciaran suffered at the intrusion of the foreign aether. Nearly losing consciousness during the process and remaining at death's door for the next several days, he managed to survive the ordeal and contain the essence of Ifrit (or at least a small piece of it), at the cost of his left eye turning yellow and the beginning of a streak of having a nasty temper. Despite how it sounds, he gets very little out of it-- only a higher body temperature and the ability to spit out flames from time to time, as well as a nasty case of PTSD.

:<font style="color:#f4de81;" size="3">₪</font> Testing the Limits
::: Another one of Eideard's research ideas was to test the limits of lalafell pain tolerance. There seemed to be extensive records of this for all races besides, but it seemed no one ever had the heart to document a lalafell's reaction to torture. Naturally, Ciaran was the test subject, and was put through various tests. In one, he nearly drowned the boy to test lalafellin lung capacity, and in another he repeatedly lashed Ciaran to record his reactions. Ciaran now has a deep-rooted fear of large bodies of water, and scars all across his back. The Forum was quite thankful for the information Eideard had gathered, though none stopped to question how exactly he acquired it...

:<font style="color:#f4de81;" size="3">₪</font> Carteneau
::: When he was 18, and hardly old enough to fight, he joined Eorzean forces to repel the Garlean forces at Carteneau. Whilst there, his father was on the frontlines, and was crushed by debris as Dalamud began to crumble. After his father died, and seeing the immediate danger of Dalamud collapsing, he booked it to Ishgard for safety, watching from within the safe confines of Daniffen's Collar as the lesser moon exploded and lay waste to Eorzea.

===Present===
:<font style="color:#f4de81;" size="3">₪</font> ???
::: Consumed by the insatiable rage that came with being infused with an egi, Ciaran snapped and laid waste to an entire encampment of traveling merchants. It could not have been more than ten men, whom hardly anyone cared for, yet the ridicule stays with him today.

==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #f48181;font-size:14px;color:#000000;">'''Annotations & Additonal Information'''</div>==
This Template was created and Edited by [[Zorai Naccal]], Feel free to use it! :3 find the blank version at [[User:Zorai]]

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|colspan="2" align="center" style="background: #eec6ce;"|'''Aetherflow'''
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| '''Server''' || Balmung
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| '''RP Style''' || All
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| '''Contacts''' || Ciaran Cadeyrn, Yata'sae Rhiki, Izayoi Torioi
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| '''Website''' || [http://mxritum.tumblr.com Tumblr]
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| '''Timezone(s)''' || PST
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| '''Headquarters''' || MANA FC house
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| '''Location''' || Mist Ward 6 Plot 48
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Armoroad: sure

sure

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2016-03-24T02:56:34Z

Armoroad: prayin this doesnt show up anywhere obtrusive without me meaning to

prayin this doesnt show up anywhere obtrusive without me meaning to