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| name = L'yhta Mahre&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Lyhta-tiergan.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 350&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = L'yhta, envisioned by '''Tiergan'''&lt;br /&gt;
| title = Stupendiferous Magnifijestic Mage&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Limsa Lominsa&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seekers of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 23&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Tall (5' 5&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Thin (100-110 ponz)&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Profession&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = &amp;quot;Spellslinger&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Patron Deity&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = The Mothercrystal (so she claims)&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Server&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
'''L'yhta Mahre''' (LEE-tah MAH-ray), formally known as '''Yhta of the Vipers, sired by L'mahre Nunh''' and commonly as '''Lyta''' (lie-TUH), is a miqo'te Seeker of the Sun who nominally lives in Limsa Lominsa. She was once the Voice of [http://mysterium.realitywerks.com Mysterium], but is now just one of its Masters.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
L'yhta is a tall (approximately 5' 5&amp;quot;) miqo'te female with dark skin and long dark purple hair that she keeps tied back out of her face. She has bright, almost iridescent heliotrope eyes with the usual slits of her clan. Her tail is quite long for a Seeker of the Sun and, like her ears, often expressive. Her build is thin and wiry, though not especially muscular. Her face has the markings inherent to some of the Seekers of the Sun -- three on each side in an tiger stripe pattern. L'yhta's voice is a [[Wikipedia:Mezzo-soprano#Dramatic_mezzo-soprano|dramatic mezzo-soprano]], fairly low for someone her size.&lt;br /&gt;
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As of late, L'yhta's begun dying her hair and tail regularly, as well as changing her hair style seemingly at a whim. This began after she took a &amp;quot;sabbatical&amp;quot; to Greencliff around the time of the Starlight Celebration in the 5th year of the Seventh Umbral Era; exactly why that prompted her to take such a whimsical, impulsive approach to her hair isn't known, even to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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==History==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:L'yhta Mahre by Emadra.JPG|300px|left|thumb|L'yhta, envisioned by '''Emadra''']]&lt;br /&gt;
In western La Noscea resides the small fishing village of Greencliff, named for its high cliffs and its relatively dense, yet small, nearby forest. The village was originally home to a small population of Sea Wolves, but they found themselves outnumbered by an influx of Seekers of the Sun approximately 95 years ago when L'sharhl Nunh established the area as hunting grounds for the Viper tribe and assumed the title of nunh there. As the miqo'te made their homes in the area and largely shifted to an agricultural and aquacultural lifestyle, the Roegadyn population slowly decreased, eventually leaving the village almost entirely to the newcomers. It was into this settled branch of the Vipers that L'yhta was born, the fifth child of L'arhi Xahlo and L'mahre Nunh.&lt;br /&gt;
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L'yhta's early life was unremarkable; she had no especially outstanding characteristics other than a quick wit and a keen mind -- neither of which were particularly impressive, much less useful, in a village used to eking out a living through fishing and the occasional felling of lumber to fuel [[Limsa Lominsa]]'s demand for ships. As far as the other miqo'te of Greencliff were concerned, what was remarkable about L'yhta was exactly how unremarkable she was. The tall girl proved to be passable with an axe, vaguely competent with the spear, moderately capable of catching fish, and not especially attractive, either. This surprised those who expected great things of the children of L'mahre Nunh and L'arhi Xahlo. L'mahre was considered by most to be one of the branch's greater nunh; his physical strength and virility were highly praised. L'arhi, for her part, had borne seven children, an impressive number by any standards. The only son she bore him, L'rhilo Tia, was held as a pure example of miqo'te excellence. With gleaming golden hair, dashing features, lightning reflexes, and sparkling silver and gold heterochromic eyes, he was already beginning to turn the heads of the women of the tribe and sparking rumours that he'd prove to be the next nunh. L'yhta's sisters were equally fine specimens: tall, beautiful, and possessed of a nearly regal grace. By contrast, the lanky, average L'yhta was quite a disappointment. Nevertheless, L'arhi remained supportive, hoping that her fifth child would find ''something'' at which she'd be more than just minimally competent, even if that were simply bearing children to the nunh. For her part, the often isolated L'yhta spent a great deal of time staring out into the stars and across the sea and wondering if her destiny were always to be so painfully mundane.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, the Calamity changed everything. Bahamut's fire scourged the land, and amidst the chaos, L'mahre Nunh was struck by a shower of superheated shards of rock. While he survived, he lost a leg and an arm in the attack. Unwilling to see someone else lay his father low, L'rhilo Tia challenged him for the position of nunh. The fight was short; it took mere moments for the son to defeat the father. The tribe looked on as L'rhilo, hovering over the fallen nunh, exchanged brief whispered words with him -- then tore out his throat. To this day, no one knows exactly what L'mahre said to L'rhilo; some suggest the father asked his son to end his suffering, while others whisper that the once nunh begged for mercy and L'rhilo killed him anyway. Regardless of the truth, L'rhilo Tia became L'rhilo Nunh that day, and he celebrated the victory that night with some of the most beautiful women of the tribe.&lt;br /&gt;
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It wasn't long after he ascended to the position of nunh that L'rhilo came to L'yhta to ask her to his bed. While it wasn't unexpected that he'd attempt to carry on the impressive lineage of his mother and father, what surprised everyone (especially L'yhta) was when he passed over her elder sisters in favor of a lanky 18 year old. L'yhta doesn't discuss what exactly he said to her, other than that he made it abundantly clear that he expected her to do her duty to the tribe and bear his children. What the whole tribe knows is what happened next: when the sun rose the next day, L'yhta was gone.&lt;br /&gt;
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To this day, L'yhta isn't entirely sure what prompted her to flee her fate. She would like to believe it was her wanderlust and curiosity pulling her away from a fettered life, but it was more likely due to the arrogant, lascivious, and forceful insistence of someone she'd previously trusted and saw as a friend. Rather than acquiesce, L'yhta collected some food, a spare set of clothes, and some small carved shells and pearls given to her by her mother, then headed south towards the only landmark she knew: a large lighthouse. It was there that she was able to trade the pearls for gil, then use the gil to travel to Limsa Lominsa to start a new life.&lt;br /&gt;
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L'yhta was naturally overwhelmed by Limsa Lominsa when she first arrived. What struck her most of all was the way the miqo'te there acted. They were overly cheerful, extremely outgoing, and entirely willing to use their bodies to their advantage (and sometimes profit). Unwilling to take up any of the &amp;quot;trades&amp;quot; that were not so gently suggested to her by the city's more salty inhabitants, L'yhta instead wandered the city, using the last of her gil to secure lodging while she tried to figure out her next step. It was during one of these walks that she quite literally ran into Robert Fletcher, an antiquated hyur with piercing green eyes and an explosion of white hair bursting from his head. Little did she know that this man was a powerful Thaumaturge and also the Voice of the Wizards' Choir; she also wasn't aware that he'd been watching her, intrigued by a Seeker of the Sun without a purpose but a gift for the arcane. Robert took her in and introduced her to the three disciplines of magic, and was pleased to see her quickly learn to command her own Aether as well as to call upon that of the land. For her part, L'yhta was both shocked and ecstatic that she'd finally found something that she wouldn't make a fool of herself at -- something where her skill would live up to the name of her father. As part of her training, Robert introduced her to the rituals of the Choir and inducted her as his apprentice.&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next four years, L'yhta lived with Robert, who she viewed as a quirky grandfather, and trained under him and the five other superannuated Chairs of the Choir. She came to love her strange new family of aging spellcasters, and they, while they could be annoyed by her youthful enthusiasm, cared for her as an adpoted child. Sadly, this life wouldn't last for long. In year 5 of the sixth umbral era, the Choir was requested by the Foreign Levy to help defend the city against a Sahagin assault. Ultimately, the Maelstrom won the battle, but at a terrible cost -- all of the Choir's members were struck down save L'yhta, who Robert insisted stay behind the lines. When she rushed to her mentor's side, his last words stuck in her memory: ''&amp;quot;Sing with a new Choir, young Voice.&amp;quot;'' &lt;br /&gt;
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Since she's continued her training within the various magical guilds of Eorzea, L'yhta has discovered that she possesses the Echo. She theorizes this might be why she has such a faculty for channeling Aether, though more importantly, she's ''quite sure'' this means that she has a great destiny she needs to fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Personality==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Lyhta-levecard.jpg|200px|left|A guildleve card for L'yhta, by '''Nahue''']]&lt;br /&gt;
L'yhta is typical of many Seekers of the Sun in that she can be impulsive and tends to speak her mind; like her brethren, she shows her emotions readily, which often makes her seem more flighty and impulsive than she actually is. She's somewhat naïve, tending to believe that people are usually good, that evil is always apparent and obvious, and that everyone wants to hear and see truth spoken to power. It helps that she has a sharp wit and a constant enthusiasm, though this latter trait sometimes grates on others' nerves. At times, she can be self-centered, petulant, and altogether childish, especially when her naivete about the world is challenged, when something stands between her and her goals, when she makes what she perceives to be a mistake, or when she feels like she's lost control of a situation. When her friends are threatened -- or when she ''perceives'' that they're being threatened or have been wronged by the forces of &amp;quot;Evil and Awful&amp;quot; -- she can be stubbornly dismissive and brutally violent and tends not to react well if asked to stay her hand, turning her ire on those same friends instead. In general, L'yhta is quite open about her feelings; if she likes you, you'll know it, and if she doesn't like you or is angry with you, she'll make ''sure'' you know that. Subtlety and deception aren't typically part of her repertoire.&lt;br /&gt;
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L'yhta is also known to put on a bit of a haughty air when discussions of race come up. To L'yhta, miqo'te who fall into the &amp;quot;cute, sexy cat&amp;quot; stereotype -- &amp;quot;domesticated kittens,&amp;quot; as she calls them -- are denigrating their whole race and contributing to the hypersexualization of miqo'te women. She also holds the other races with a degree of contempt for supporting this behavior by employing miqo'te as dancers and prostitutes. However, L'yhta also holds no love for tribal miqo'te, who she feels are limiting themselves and their race in addition to participating in what she now considers a barbaric system of mating. Her time in Limsa Lominsa has given her a strong desire for freedom and a respect for the dual virtues of self-sufficiency and teamwork, and the incompatibility of these with tribal miqo'te culture is part of why she holds it in such contempt. &lt;br /&gt;
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Surprisingly to some -- though not so much to those who know of her past -- L'yhta is fairly reserved in large social gatherings where she doesn't know most of the people there. She tends to keep to herself, away from the crowd. If approached, she's her usual gregarious, talkative self, but she doesn't seek out interactions (unless she happens to notice something that captures her eye, such as a Nymian relic or new spell). In bars in and around Limsa Lominsa, this tends to cause a fair number of rumours about &amp;quot;that mage drownin' 'er sorrows at th' end of th' bar.&amp;quot; As she doesn't particularly enjoy &amp;quot;people-watching,&amp;quot; she typically shies away from particularly raucous taverns unless brought there by someone she knows or they're one of her usual haunts (such as the Missing Member).&lt;br /&gt;
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Like a young college student, L'yhta believes she's figured the world out thanks to her newfound knowledge and experience, and this has driven her to arrogantly make rash, ill-advised decisions. In general, though, L'yhta's motivated to help others and make the world a better place, even if lately she's taken on a rather significant anti-authoritarian streak. In D&amp;amp;D terms, her alignment is '''Chaotic Good'''. In Palladium terms, she's closest to '''Unprincipled''' these days (though she has some disturbingly '''Aberrant''' behaviors).&lt;br /&gt;
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==Affiliations and Known Associates==&lt;br /&gt;
L'yhta is a citizen of Limsa Lominsa and a member of the Foreign Levy of the Maelstrom; technically speaking, she holds the rank of Second Storm Lieutenant, though both she and the Maelstrom largely consider that honorary, and she certainly wouldn't use it except, perhaps, to pull rank on an intransigent supply officer or hapless private in a moment of great need. Additionally, as part of the cooperative exchange program established by the three Grand Companies, she often acts as a consultant on matters of magic and Primals for the Immortal Flames and the Twin Adder. Finally, L'yhta is a Master of [http://mysterium.realitywerks.com Mysterium], an order of mages based out of Limsa Lominsa. &lt;br /&gt;
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In particular, L'yhta has been known to have significant connections with (in no particular order, save that NPCs are last):&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Clalaris Sil Laris]] -- A lalafellin conjurer and, it's rumoured, white mage lately of Gridania is one of her closest friends. L'yhta feels she can talk to her about anything, which has led to more than a few awkward conversations.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Nathalanee Reinhart]] -- This miqo'te bard is quite clearly L'yhta's girlfriend, even though the two of them make a bit of a half-hearted effort to keep the relationship semi-secret (perhaps as an in-joke). Interestingly, the two live fairly independent lives, and L'yhta has noted that Nathalanee's confidence and independence are two of her more attractive characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Eamont Desormaux]] -- This elezen conjurer is essentially L'yhta's surrogate father, though some believe their relationship is rather more than platonic.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Seth Honeybrew]] -- Seth is, quite shockingly, the only person from whom L'yhta will accept casual racism towards miqo'te. Exactly why she's willing to laugh off from Seth what from others would usually get a verbal barrage isn't clear, but it is clear she considers him a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sazhi'to Bajhiri]] -- L'yhta feels a particular kinship to Sazhi'to (who she often just calls &amp;quot;Sazhi&amp;quot;), as both of them are, in her mind, refugees from tribal malfeasance. As for his sister, Mholi... L'yhta would be fine pushing her off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Rosamund Cartwright]] -- A rich daughter of Limsa Lominsa, Roz is one of L'yhta best friends.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Racilian Lyenum]] -- &amp;quot;Raci,&amp;quot; who was once a member of the Ivory Tower but joined XI:7 to take a more direct approach to defending Eorzea, is one of her friends and can always bring a smile to her face.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Garryson Shipkeeper]] -- These two are known to, when they meet, get into deep conversations of philosophy, allegedly fueled by their mutual ability to put down large quantities of hard liquor. Whether or not drink is involved, though, L'yhta has a deep respect for his thoughts and counsel.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Gus Pumpkinweed]] -- Gus was once one of L'yhta's apprentices, and the two of them got along quite well (perhaps due to the fact that they both have a strong drive towards excellence). She's ecstatic to hear that he's now opened a business of his own.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Kevaraan Annorek]] -- This troubled miqo'te lancer was one of L'yhta's close friends, though she wonders what's happened to him as of late.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[R'kyala Mahji]] -- Since the two of them met through Camille, they've gotten along smashingly, perhaps because they both act like chocobos hopped up on X-Ethers.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Paran Hywel]] -- L'yhta considers Roz's boyfriend a friend of hers, and is terribly (perhaps abnormally) interested in his less savory past. &lt;br /&gt;
* [[Camille Everardi]] -- L'yhta enjoys Camille's company and her keen intellect and ability to plan. She feels Camille is wise beyond her years.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[K'hane Tariq]] -- L'yhta respects the intellect and talent of K'hane, but is slowly beginning to dislike the summoner as L'yhta feels she's becoming increasingly domineering and catty.&lt;br /&gt;
* Cieranaux Aramont -- Robert Fletcher's apprentice prior to L'yhta, Cieranaux has nothing but disrespect for her and typically lobs idle insults and cliché attacks in her direction -- a way to show his distaste for her while reminding her that she's, to him, nothing more than a trifle that doesn't warrant a more serious effort. After nearly murdering him and being pulled back from the brink by two of her friends, she's decided to just dismiss him as not worth her trouble.&lt;br /&gt;
* Volkido Tekido -- Robert Fletcher's personal assistant, this lalafell is the majordomo of the Ivory Tower and also acts as L'yhta's personal assistant. As much as he complains about being put upon by these &amp;quot;wizards with their heads in the clouds,&amp;quot; and the &amp;quot;foolish girl&amp;quot; that he's &amp;quot;stuck with,&amp;quot; Volkido cares deeply for her and the other wizards.&lt;br /&gt;
* L'ehli Tia -- When L'yhta last went to Greencliff, this tia -- one of her nephews by her eldest sister -- followed her back. For only being 13, he has a surprising faculty with a sword, and L'yhta couldn't bear to send him back to her tribe when he'd followed her with an eye to be an adventurer. Volkido has set him up with an apartment using L'yhta's funds so he can remain in the city and learn from the axemasters of the Coral Tower.&lt;br /&gt;
* Solaxia -- L'yhta's agreed to, along with Clalaris, train this excitable sylph in the ways of magic. While Solaxia would much rather learn Thaumaturgy from Stompy One (as she calls L'yhta), L'yhta's pushed the sylph to learn Conjury from Moogle One (aka Clalaris) first.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lydia Burroughs -- This alleged defector from the Garleans was complicit in a dire crime committed against one of L'yhta's best friends. L'yhta told Nathalanee she wanted her to decide how to handle the captive, and so Lydia was turned over to the Twin Adder for debriefing despite L'yhta's misgivings. While she hopes the hyur can make good on the second chance she's been given, L'yhta is keeping a close eye on her and won't hesitate to try to put an end to this experiment if it goes even the least bit awry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Characteristics==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Lyhta mahre sanguinefenrir.png|right|thumb|300px|L'yhta envisioned by '''sanguineFenrir''']]&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Nicknames''': Lyta (to most non-miqo'te), Yhta (to very close friends only)&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Age''': 23&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Nameday''': 12th sun of the 3rd Astral Moon, 1555 of 6th Astral Era&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gender''': Female&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Sexuality''': Largely heterosexual, excepting one same-sex attraction&lt;br /&gt;
** '''Marital Status''': In a relationship, though she rarely admits it directly&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Alignment''': Chaotic Good/Unprincipled&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Height''': 5 fulms, 5 ilms&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Weight''': Generally around 105 ponz&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Body''': Thin, lanky, but with the wiry musculature of a dancer&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Hair''': Varies, but naturally, long, straight, and violet&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Eyes''': Iridescent heliotrope&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Skin''': Dark with light facial markings&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Clothing''': In public, she tends to robes, pants or leggings, high boots, and ring guards or fingerless gloves. As of late, she's also been wearing fairly &amp;quot;daring&amp;quot; outfits involving short skirts and light, sleeveless tops. Her choice of clothing in public is as fluid as her mood, though unless she has no alternative, she never wears armor heavier than a breastplate or chain-backed robes and heavy leather boots. In private, she usually wears leggings and a bandeau top, light and minimal smallclothes, or nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
* Music and dancing&lt;br /&gt;
* Battle (though she'd only confess to &amp;quot;battles to protect people&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
* Jellied fruits -- or any fruit, really&lt;br /&gt;
* Conversation, especially about magic, philosophy, and religion&lt;br /&gt;
* Proving how great she is&lt;br /&gt;
* Being surprised by someone's knowledge and talents&lt;br /&gt;
* Being teased (though she'd ''never'' admit that)&lt;br /&gt;
* Confident people who don't take themselves or life too seriously&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
* Probing questions about her tribal past or ''especially'' about her sexuality&lt;br /&gt;
* Failing at a task (especially in front of other people)&lt;br /&gt;
* Miqo'te females who fit the &amp;quot;cute&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;sexy&amp;quot; stereotype, as well as those who support tribal culture&lt;br /&gt;
* Evil, in any form -- especially Voidsent, Primals, and those who summon or traffic with either&lt;br /&gt;
* People who deny her &amp;quot;clearly obvious brilliance&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* The nobility and anyone else who seek to impose their will on others&lt;br /&gt;
* Arrogant people, especially those who claim noble blood or divine right&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Fanatic cultists:&amp;quot; Ishgardians, Garleans, and sometimes Gridanians (depending on how much they use &amp;quot;the will of the Elementals&amp;quot; to justify their actions)&lt;br /&gt;
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===Areas of Expertise===&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Martial''': Conjury (very strong), Thaumaturgy (very strong), Arcanima (very strong); Thaumaturgy is her greatest skill, followed by Arcanima, then Conjury. &lt;br /&gt;
** L'yhta dabbles in other martial skills, but her expertise in them is largely a function of &amp;quot;cheating&amp;quot; using magic. Even with that assistance, she's about at the level of a talented beginner at best.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Crafting''': Alchemy (weak), Goldsmithing (weak), &amp;quot;Aether-tek&amp;quot; (moderate)&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Other''': Vocal performance (moderate), dancing (moderate), general/local knowledge (moderate), literacy (strong)&lt;br /&gt;
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===Strengths===&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Magically adept''': L'yhta has a considerable natural talent for weaving Aether and practices all three Disciplines of Magic (though she's not ''nearly'' as great as she thinks she is).&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Driven''': When she's set her mind to something, it's very difficult to dissuade her.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Witty''': L'yhta can be pretty quick with a quip or a joke about a situation, even in the midst of a pitched battle.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Active''': If nothing else, L'yhta is a constant dynamo of energy. She does have an &amp;quot;off switch,&amp;quot; so to speak, but most of the time, she's always in motion.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Sidethinker''': When she does actually deign to plan, she's good at coming up with unexpected alternative solutions to problems.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High alcohol tolerance''': As a result of growing up with small beers and her training with the Wizards' Choir (some of which involved heavy drinking and the consumption of &amp;quot;recreational&amp;quot; herbs and potions), L'yhta has a shockingly high alcohol tolerance, especially for someone her size. It's said she's drunk even salty Roegadyn sailors under the table, though not without having to be carried out of the tavern afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Optimistic''': Everything's going to be great, Eorzea's heading to a greater tomorrow, and there's no way we can make the same mistakes of the past -- or so L'yhta believes. Going hand in hand with her naivete, she's boundlessly optimistic and typically views the bright side of any situation.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Weaknesses===&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Physically inept''': Without &amp;quot;cheating&amp;quot; through the use of magic or &amp;quot;[[#Equipment|Aether-tek]],&amp;quot; L'yhta is about as physically threatening as a clumsy Mealvaan's Gate desk clerk. It takes her considerable effort to work around this limitation, and so if she's caught unawares and without the tools of her trade, she's not particularly dangerous. The complex means by which she &amp;quot;cheats&amp;quot; typically render her unable to use more direct magicks, as they involve trading concentration and Aether for physical prowess.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Naive''': L'yhta believes that people are essentially good, that evil is always obvious, and that Good will always triumph over Evil in the end. More subtle and devious forms of wickedness can slip right under her nose, and as a result she's not the best judge of character.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Imperceptive''': It could be her overconfidence blinding her, a consequence of her stubbornness when her mind is on another task, or merely a natural trait, but L'yhta is notably poor at noticing things that are out of the ordinary unless she's explicitly looking for them. As a Seeker of the Sun, her night vision is also fairly poor (which is one reason she likes staves that glow, besides how &amp;quot;stylish&amp;quot; they are). Her lack of perception often even extends to picking up on social cues.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Stubborn''': Going hand in hand with being driven, once she's chosen a course of action -- for good or ill -- she rarely changes her mind unless the situation changes such that she has no other option. If she, for instance, decides someone is evil, it's very difficult to convince her otherwise. Precious few people can get her to second-guess her decisions, particularly in the heat of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Overconfident''': At present, nothing in the world can convince &amp;quot;Limsa Lominsa's most spectaculofabulous sorcerer&amp;quot; that she's not, in fact, &amp;quot;Utterly Excellent&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Destined for Great Things.&amp;quot; This overconfidence more often than not leads her to take unnecessary, completely foolish risks. One of the most common demonstrations of this is her casually dismissive attitude towards both danger and her enemies. Some suspect that this overconfidence is really just overcompensation for her...&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Self-image issues''': As a result of her upbringing, L'yhta feels that magic is the only thing she's actually any good at, and that she has very few other positive qualities. This is usually extremely well-hidden behind her veil of overconfidence, but it comes out from time to time in pointedly negative comments she makes about herself, perseveration on others' off-handed comments about her, and dramatic changes in behavior or clothing based on the observations of others. For instance, a simple &amp;quot;isn't that outfit a little tight for you?&amp;quot; from an acquaintance can get her to run away to change clothes into something dramatically different, even if she were just proudly showing the outfit off.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lack of planning''': L'yhta rarely plans her actions in advance, preferring instead a &amp;quot;Geronimo!&amp;quot; approach of leaping before she looks. The term &amp;quot;poor impulse control&amp;quot; fits her, and when she feels she has to plan (or is forced to do so), she tends to get fidgety and impatient.&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Manichaen worldview''': L'yhta tends to view morality in black and white terms, and is both willing to do, and is capable of doing, fairly wicked things to ensure the success of what she sees as Good. At the moment, this is limited to simply not caring if she happens to kill someone she considers Evil in the context of a battle, but if she were to acquire more significant authority -- watch out.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Other Notes==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:LyhtaMahreNobootsFinalJPeg-Eckzein.jpg|right|thumb|300px|L'yhta dancing, envisioned by '''Eckzein''']]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Lyhta-aria.jpg|right|thumb|300px|L'yhta being smug, envisioned by '''A'ria''']]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:ChibiMaker-Lyhta.jpg|right|thumb|200px|Chibi L'yhta-chan?!?]]&lt;br /&gt;
===Naming===&lt;br /&gt;
L'yhta usually uses a slightly simplified version of her name, &amp;quot;Lyta,&amp;quot; among non-miqo'te primarily because she dislikes them butchering its actual pronunciation and spelling. It's easier and less obnoxious, in her mind, to just use a name that matches how people would typically read her name anyway. As such, she often uses the alias on legal documents in the city-states to simplify transactions. Among other miqo'te, however, she uses and prefers her real name. In close company, she, like many Seekers of the Sun, is known to drop her tribe letter and call herself Yhta (EE-tah).&lt;br /&gt;
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===Religion===&lt;br /&gt;
L'yhta venerates the Twelve, but doesn't worship them, nor does she recognize any of them as her patron deity. If anything, she views Hydaelyn itself as her patron based on recent events. She feels that the circumstances of her life are proof of two things: one, she's been chosen for a Great Destiny by the Mothercrystal, and two, Nymeia has chosen to bless her, perhaps for this reason. Perhaps surprisingly, L'yhta isn't egotistical or outspoken about either of these beliefs or religion in general. In fact, she's typically awkward in such discussions, approaching them extremely tentatively (especially with regards to the Echo, which she views as both a blessing and a curse that makes her &amp;quot;weird&amp;quot;).&lt;br /&gt;
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===Quirks===&lt;br /&gt;
L'yhta adores jellied and candied fruits, and is rarely without a pouch of them. She also tends to introduce herself using made-up adjectives, usually created by forcefully merging two words, to describe her &amp;quot;greatness;&amp;quot; for instance, she's been known to refer to herself as &amp;quot;stupendiferous,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;brilliantastic,&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;magnifijestic.&amp;quot; She'll often apply this sort of puffery to her friends, particularly when introducing them or cheering on their successes.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Equipment===&lt;br /&gt;
In order to make up for her physical weaknesses, L'yhta has taken to stealing Garlean magitek and, with the aid of associates of the Garlond Ironworks, modifying it to operate on channeled Aether instead of ceruleum. The devices so modified can only be operated by a thaumaturge or arcanist of fairly significant power (the external elemental Aether of conjury isn't conducive to being used in this fashion) and require the caster to devote concentration and almost all of their Aether to powering the device, leaving them largely unable to use their magic. However, these &amp;quot;Aether-tek&amp;quot; devices can turn a physically unimposing mage into an armored juggernaut, although they do nothing to improve skill and expertise -- just raw physical capability. One such device commonly used by L'yhta is the lalafellin-named &amp;quot;SHISHCAPAB,&amp;quot; a suit of armor that enhances the physical attributes of its wearer and provides a magical deflection field against attacks. Another is the stolen and modified Reaper armor that she rides while adventuring in lieu of her chocobo, Shera. Unfortunately, the modifications required to change magitek into &amp;quot;Aether-tek&amp;quot; put considerable wear on the devices' components, few of which can be synthesized outside of Garlean factories. As a result, L'yhta spends a fair amount of time raiding Garlean encampments to acquire the parts necessary to keep her &amp;quot;toys,&amp;quot; as she calls them, operational; the more &amp;quot;impossible&amp;quot; the item is, the more often it breaks down and needs to be repaired. For example, the SHISHCAPAB (depending on its variation) requires a fair amount of maintenance, as its effects aren't similar to an existing, natural object, whereas her Reaper requires less maintenance, as it's basically a mechanical chocobo and Aether can more readily maintain its &amp;quot;pattern.&amp;quot; Within this framework, even individual devices can have variations in their durability, as is the case with the SHISHCAPAB. The Mark IV SHISHCAPAB, which is just a breastplate, needs almost constant tweaking to maintain its defensive and augmentative properties, while the Mark III, a set of geometry-etched chain-backed robes, is more stable but in return suffers from increased weight and reduced mobility as it's more similar to &amp;quot;real&amp;quot; armor. A fair amount of her tinkering and iterating on the basic design focuses on attempting to balance weight (and ultimately, the armor's level of physical enhancement) against Aether and maintenance requirements, especially as the halt to the Garlean offensive makes parts harder to acquire.&lt;br /&gt;
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In addition to her &amp;quot;toys,&amp;quot; L'yhta has acquired through her travels a fairly significant collection of artifacts that can channel and focus Aether, ranging from Nymian books to Allagan rods, from Belah'dian swords to Amdapori staves. Most of her robes and other clothes are commissioned bespoke, then enchanted by her; she spends considerable gil on &amp;quot;looking stylish,&amp;quot; as she puts it. She especially likes modern recreations of ancient designs, such as Nymian outfits. However, she does have a relatively small collection of acquired clothing, including some highly magicked smallclothes that she came across in an Ishgardian fortress that'd been overrun by Voidsent.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rumours===&lt;br /&gt;
The following rumours can be heard about L'yhta, predominantly in Limsa Lominsa. (Please feel free to add your character's thoughts here as well.)&lt;br /&gt;
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====Common rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Remember that wizard, Robert Wotshisname? The one with the white hair? Yeah, he was ''totally'' making his bed with that Seeker girl, ifyaknowwhatImean.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Nah, she was just leading him on to get his inheritance once he was returned to the sea.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;I heard she's been working with the Maelstrom as some kind of 'consulting mage' after she stopped some huge fishback ritual.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;I never seen someone who weren't a kid, drunk, or a whore hug people as much as she does. An' she's no child, so whaddya think that says about her?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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====Uncommon rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Remember what I said about her killing her family? She went back to finish the job! Why else's she got black hair now?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Oh, I heard that she actually killed that old man she was bedding! She hit him with a spell while he was fighting on the front lines.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;I used ta say she had no magical power, b-but... listen, bub, I-I saw her ''vaporize'' a ship's mast at full sail! Snap, boom, it was just ''gone''!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;I saw her bring an injured hyur to Fallgourd Float... then hire an adventurer to shoot the poor woman if she tried to leave! What kind of horrible creature would do such a thing?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Shh! Keep it down! I heard she pushed someone off th' side of the city when he talked bad about her an' Seekers, then set 'im on fire on th' way down!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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====Rare rumours====&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;L'yhta's family is looking for her, and they're worried sick that she's going to fall in with a bad crowd or get killed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;She travels between here, Gridania, and Ul'dah a lot -- I bet she's a secret assassin working for some rich noble.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;That green-haired miqo'te she's been hanging around? They're lovers, I heard. Yeah -- and that older elezen she's around, too, and that little lalafell with the staff. Typical miqo'te, bedding anything with a heartbeat...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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====What PCs are saying====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;!-- Add your PC's thoughts here below by copying the below line and replacing the &amp;quot;My rumour here!&amp;quot; text with your rumour.&lt;br /&gt;
* My rumour here!&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;quot;L'yhta? She is a tad excitable, yes, but then she tends to find exciting things. It all balances out, really, and it makes for interesting stories to tell.&amp;quot; --[[Sazhi'to Bajhiri]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;A female who shares my distaste for the tribes. Fancies herself a sorcerer, too. She'll definitely be a good resource if she's half as learned as she claims to be.&amp;quot; -- [[Fio Arasgain]]&lt;br /&gt;
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===Known Haunts===&lt;br /&gt;
You might have run into or otherwise know L'yhta from:&lt;br /&gt;
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* Mornings at the Bismarck in Limsa Lominsa, where she's usually there just after dawn for tea and fruit.&lt;br /&gt;
* All three magical guilds, which she regularly frequents and almost always with a journal in hand.&lt;br /&gt;
* The shores of La Noscea (particularly near Mist), where she's known to go swimming on a somewhat regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;
* Raids on Garlean encampments and Castrums, both formal and informal.&lt;br /&gt;
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===OOC Inspirations===&lt;br /&gt;
L'yhta is inspired by [[Wikipedia:Eleventh Doctor|Matt Smith's Eleventh Doctor]] -- particularly her &amp;quot;devil may care&amp;quot; attitude and wild overconfidence -- as well as [[wikipedia:Lina Inverse|Lina Inverse]]. Apparently, she also shares a fair number of characteristics with [[Wikipedia:Leslie Knope|Leslie Knope]].&lt;br /&gt;
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==References==&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=2688&amp;amp;pid=36966#pid36966 100 Questions About L'yhta]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=1999&amp;amp;pid=39718#pid39718 Character references (for art)]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=3266&amp;amp;pid=40557#pid40557 RP connections wanted for L'yhta]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=3039 You might know L'yhta from...]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=3227 What L'yhta eats]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=3144 Where L'yhta sleeps]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. On his right eye, there is a small scar which he claims to have gained from an Ixal on a job. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Fine Food - Food is not just fuel to this man, but a delight to be savoured. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Thunderstorms - There is something about the booming thunder and driving rain that puts him at ease.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Order, Hierarchy - To this man, it gives him purpose. And keeps society in line.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Beast Tribes - These are the root of most of Eorzea's problems in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Corruption, Lawlessness - He cannot abide either. Order must be enforced at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* His favourite bath product scent is lavender.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[W'zota Tia]] - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Beast tribes. To a lesser extent, other Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Quotes==&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm really more of a dog person.&amp;quot; -Fio, in regard to getting a pet cat.&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Here's your damned pay. Try not to blow it all on hookers and materia.&amp;quot; -Fio, filling in as paymaster one day in Limsa Lominsa.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose me in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
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::* &amp;quot;He's a nice, charming fellow with some ''intriguing'' work in applied Aetheric studies. And! Be sure to order the fish at the Bismarck when he's working in the kitchen -- it's his specialty!&amp;quot; -- [[L'yhta Mahre]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;For a member of the Maelstrom, he certainly appreciates the finer things in life.  Perhaps a little ''too'' much.&amp;quot; -- [[Coatleque Crofte]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'Syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Empire.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Fio Arasgain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. On his right eye, there is a small scar which he claims to have gained from an Ixal on a job. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Fine Food - Food is not just fuel to this man, but a delight to be savoured. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Thunderstorms - There is something about the booming thunder and driving rain that puts him at ease.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Order, Hierarchy - To this man, it gives him purpose. And keeps society in line.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Beast Tribes - These are the root of most of Eorzea's problems in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Corruption, Lawlessness - He cannot abide either. Order must be enforced at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[W'zota Tia]] - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Beast tribes. To a lesser extent, other Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Quotes==&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm really more of a dog person.&amp;quot; -Fio, in regard to getting a pet cat.&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Here's your damned pay. Try not to blow it all on hookers and materia.&amp;quot; -Fio, filling in as paymaster one day in Limsa Lominsa.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose me in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
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::* &amp;quot;He's a nice, charming fellow with some ''intriguing'' work in applied Aetheric studies. And! Be sure to order the fish at the Bismarck when he's working in the kitchen -- it's his specialty!&amp;quot; -- [[L'yhta Mahre]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;For a member of the Maelstrom, he certainly appreciates the finer things in life.  Perhaps a little ''too'' much.&amp;quot; -- [[Coatleque Crofte]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'Syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Empire.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
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		<title>Fio Arasgain</title>
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. On his right eye, there is a small scar which he claims to have gained from an Ixal on a job. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Fine Food - Food is not just fuel to this man, but a delight to be savoured. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Thunderstorms - There is something about the booming thunder and driving rain that puts him at ease.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Order, Hierarchy - To this man, it gives him purpose. And keeps society in line.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Beast Tribes - These are the root of most of Eorzea's problems in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Corruption, Lawlessness - He cannot abide either. Order must be enforced at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[W'zota Tia]] - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Beast tribes. To a lesser extent, other Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Quotes==&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm really more of a dog person.&amp;quot; -Fio, in regard to getting a pet cat.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose me in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
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::* &amp;quot;He's a nice, charming fellow with some ''intriguing'' work in applied Aetheric studies. And! Be sure to order the fish at the Bismarck when he's working in the kitchen -- it's his specialty!&amp;quot; -- [[L'yhta Mahre]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;For a member of the Maelstrom, he certainly appreciates the finer things in life.  Perhaps a little ''too'' much.&amp;quot; -- [[Coatleque Crofte]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'Syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Empire.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Val Nunh</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: Rumour added!&lt;/p&gt;
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| title = W'val Nunh&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ul'dah&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 26&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Sexuality&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Mercenary&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Menphina, the Lover&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Nameday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 16th Sun of the 4th Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Alignment&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Chaotic Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
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If an individual were to just glance over Val, they'd likely assume him to be your typical, unkempt ruffian. He is usually dirty and seems to have a new scar or fresh bruise from day to day. Despite this, the Seeker almost always has a smile or mischievous little grin on his face.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Tierval.jpg|400px|left|Val Nunh (Courtesy of Tiergan!)]]&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance=== &lt;br /&gt;
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Val is your typical Miqo'te Seeker and stands a tad tall for his race, somewhere between 5'7&amp;quot; and 5'8&amp;quot;. Though, this is hard to tell considering his slouched and relaxed posture. Ash blonde hair is brushed haphazardly away from an oval face marked with smooth planes and covers the long, slim ears arching over the Miqo'te's youthful visage. His brows are winged, the inner half of each slanted downward to give him an overall mischievous appearance. They're set over bi-colored eyes of blue and gold, both almond-shaped and with a long, faded scar bisecting the skin both above and below the right pale blue orb. A patrician nose is set above firm lips prone to mercurial changes of expression, and a faint touch of blonde stubble marks the curve of his chin. &lt;br /&gt;
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His skin is tanned from his exposure to the sun and his overall build is slender and lean, showing an inclination to speed rather than strength. He can typically be seen wearing light leathers that give some protection and hinder movement as little as possible. A lance is typically strapped to his back, the tip bladed for slicing as well as piercing. The end of its metallic shaft is rounded for bludgeoning, if needed. The handle of a dagger can be seen protruding from the top of each of his boots.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Behavior===&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Val's upbringing and typical way of life, he tends to lack any sort of manners or sense of control over himself. He's well known for saying the first thing that comes to his head without giving it a second thought. This often leads to offending those around him, admittedly most of it is on purpose. He enjoys pushing the boundaries of others around him and watching them try to cope with it. If it bothers them enough to fight him, it's just an added bonus. He is very determined and egotistical, far believing himself to be superior to most of those around him. He generally lets his cockiness and confidence speak for itself, which tends to get allow him to overpower most individuals or scare them off without actually lifting a finger himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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He doesn't care for an obscene amount of wealth, just enough money for food, drink, and a place to sleep. Beyond that, he'd actually rather spend most of his time relaxing outside and enjoying the world around him. If he has a beautiful lady at his side? Even better! Companionship is certainly not required, nor does he desire to stay with any one lady in particular. He finds the notion of sticking with one woman when there are &amp;quot;so many flavors&amp;quot; to try to be absolutely absurd and ignorant to the point that he often laughs at those in monogamous relationships. Despite this, he gets particularly angry if someone moves in on a woman that he's especially fond of. This tends to lead to a lot of the aforementioned behavior. Though his general choice of words is colorful to say the least, when angered it becomes especially so. He shouts a great deal of obscenities and threats. If that doesn't work to make the other back off, he has full intent on making good on the given threats.&lt;br /&gt;
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On top of all of this, Val also lacks trust in others. He expects most people, especially nobility, to be using him to further their own goals. Because of this, he rarely lets himself get close to another. It generally isn't an issue since his overall demeanor tends to repel most people. Those that can stand him long enough to gain his trust will find themselves in possession of a very trustworthy and thoroughly loyal ally. While he'll still have the tendency to joke around and &amp;quot;test&amp;quot; his friend, he will be far more willing to shut down that side of him and be far more considerate to those that have shown the ability to deal with his faults and prove him wrong. As far as emotions are concerned, Val tends to keep them to himself. Only those very nearest to him will truly know if he feels any sort of remorse for his actions or the things he does. He believes showing such to be a sign of weakness, and has thus managed to keep most of them under control. Except anger, of course. It's the one he's never quite been able to tame.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
The best thing to say about Val when it comes to combat is that he loves doing it. He is incredibly prideful of his skill and believes that, beyond all else, beating someone in a fight proves that he is better than them. He also believes it solidifies his claim to be a Nunh, and each victory further proves such. Therefore, Val will do what he can to provoke others to a fight. If they back down, he feels that alone proves himself to be the better. Should they beat him, while his pride may be hurt, it instills with him to train harder until he's able to overcome his opponent.&lt;br /&gt;
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Val wields a lance in combat, using it both as a piercing, slashing, and bludgeoning weapon. At times Val has the tendency to use it as a bo staff, taking clear advantage of its weighted ends in the process. He spends the majority of his time reading his opponent and goading an opening out of them. He only fights honorably when he absolutely has to, feeling that &amp;quot;anything goes&amp;quot; in a real fight. Val frowns at the idea of using practice weapons because he feels there's no real danger in it and is prone to turning down any kind of healing. The wounds remind him of the mistakes made in battle. Val feels that it makes him much stronger to let them to heal on their own, allowing him to develop a better pain threshold.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:ChibiValcolor.png|210px|right|Chibi Val (Courtesy of Lament!)]]&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He enjoys being surrounded by beautiful women, especially his own.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When relaxing, he'll often order himself an alcoholic beverage. Anything will do, though he prefers the sweet taste of wine.&lt;br /&gt;
::* The sound of gil in his pouch. Not because he covets money, but because he knows he'll be able to eat and rest well that night.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* White Knights. He actually finds them to be quite pathetic and prefers to simply watch most altercations from afar, if not antagonize them.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Val can't stand nobility, or those that descend from it due to their typical demeanor. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Anyone moving in on his &amp;quot;territory&amp;quot; (women). This almost always results in a fight or an argument.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Val is adept at combat and often seeks it out.&lt;br /&gt;
::* He can be particularly suave when he wants to, especially to the ladies that have his interest.&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's really good at pissing people off. That's a talent.. right?&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Telling Val that he can't do something is likely the quickest way to get him to try and prove that person wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
::* He actually respects relationships and will tend to stay away from those that are in one.&lt;br /&gt;
::* He is incredibly vengeful, and will often stop at nothing to get back at those who harmed him or those he holds dear.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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Val is from the Wolf tribe. All there are considered to be family, though most of them quite honestly couldn't stand him. It is assumed that Val's biological family is counted among that group.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'tende - Father&lt;br /&gt;
W'diah - Mother&lt;br /&gt;
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Val offends many, though he doesn't necessarily seek to make an enemy out of anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Faye Covington]]''' - Val was first captivated not only by this ivory-haired Midlander's beauty, but by the challenge that presented itself in her capture. For better or worse the two often butt heads due to their thoroughly conflicting views, though that just serves to keep things interesting enough for Val to stick around. He was originally reluctant with the idea of sticking with one woman, but soon realized it would be the only way to claim her. Now that he's actually with her and she's supplying him with everything he could ask for, it leaves one to wonder exactly who caught who. Val's fondness and respect for the woman grow daily, and with them his fierce loyalty and willingness to do virtually anything she asks of him. Over time, it has managed to change him into a strong and loving companion. While many know that they are engaged, very few know that they've actually eloped and already wed.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Siobhain Surtsthalwyn]]''' - Over time, Val has come to view this honorable and steadfast Hellsguard as a great friend. It didn't quite start that way at first, of course. Originally, he assumed that her naivety would be her ultimate undoing. Through various friendly bouts, however, he has come to respect both the woman and the views that she holds. While he'd never openly admit it, all she need do is ask or come to him with an issue and he'd do what he could to assist her.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Yangh Linh]]''' - When he first met this Keeper, Val assumed that she was just trying to hit on him. She offered a drink and asked him to dance, then his pal Berrod quickly abandoned them. He expressed that he was already with a companion and the woman laughed it off, leaving Val thoroughly confused. Now after getting to know her, Val is incredibly protective of the woman he calls &amp;quot;Priestess&amp;quot;. She is strong, not just mentally, but physically as well and has accepted Val as a Disciple of Menphina. The relationship is more motherly than anything, with Yangh doing her best to help Faye and keep the poor Seeker on the right track by constantly reprimanding him for his mistakes. Unbeknownst to many, she's also helping to sharpen his skills with his daggers and teaching him the ways of the assassin.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  '''[[Berrod Armstrong]]''' - Things did not start off well with Berrod at all. For starters, the Highlander hit on his woman, which immediately put him on Val's list of enemies. They've come to blows several times, each eventually walking away with a victory. In their latest fight, a truce was called to (hopefully) put an end to their rivalry. Truth be told, the two have far more in common than either of them would likely admit. Val knows through their conflict that Berrod is certainly no pushover when it comes to fighting and, because of this, sees Berrod as an invaluable ally to have.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  '''[[Alexandre Larille]]''' - Val happened upon the unconscious body of this Duskwight shortly after leaving his tribe. Having spent a rather great deal of time alone and not quite used to it, the Seeker stuck around long enough to nurse the Elezen back to health and enjoy the company while he could. For this, Alexandre apparently feels in debt to Val and the two have came to a mutual claim of friendship until such a debt is settled. Neither of them would speak of this, and Val certainly wouldn't admit to having a soft side.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  '''[[A’nzil Oenomaus]]''' - Val absolutely hates being burdened with tasks. The only thing he hates more than that is indentured servitude, especially of his own people. This is what brought Val to eventually accept the task of training A'nzil. Truth be told, the Seeker knows little about teaching others aside from how he was taught; with harsh, hands-on experience. He hopes to toughen A'nzil up through a series of battles, feeling that he's been coddled far too much.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  '''[[Kah'li Tayuun]]''' - Long before he and Faye were an item, Val hated this Keeper because he seemed to be trying to steal the lady out from under him. He would constantly ridicule Kah'li for being blind which often led to bickering between the two. Over time, the two became friends and even sparring partners, each trading victories. Val has come to respect the man, especially since he respects his relationship with Faye, and would do almost anything should he ever ask.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Dartanon Nobis]]''' - This self-proclaimed knight managed to interfere with Val's retribution on a man that tried to steal Faye from him. While Val was thoroughly hateful towards him at first, the relationship soon turned into something akin to a friendship. At least, until Val found that Dartanon was dating one of the Garleans that had attacked Faye. Since then he's kept the man at arm's length, not because he necessarily doesn't wish to be around him, but because Faye giving the order to exterminate the woman he's with will make cutting him down that much easier should he get in his way.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Zularti Vensar]]''' - Val isn't quite sure what to make of this man aside from the fact that he shouldn't really be considered a man at all. He is brash, irrational, and thoroughly childlike. Why Faye follows him or entertains the idea of him being any sort of leader he'll never know, but he has decided to suffer through it in order to keep her happy.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Unknown Keeper of the Moon]]''' - There is little that Val knows about this dark skinned, dark haired Miqo'te Keeper of the Moon. What he does know is that she has the ability to assume the form of nearly anyone. She barged into his home shortly after Faye had been kidnapped and offered only to give her location and a cure for the poison currently afflicting him in exchange for his aether. When she left, Val was broken. He is now deathly afraid of her particular kind of Voidsent, as well as wary of any women that get near him in case they happen to be her returning for more.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's always in the bars whistling and winking at women.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I saw him outside Ul'dah just the other day, sleeping next to the bridge.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;That guy's always on the outskirts swinging that lance of his around. Does he ever do anything else?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he left his tribe.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's just taking a break from his tribe, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Isn't he with that one white haired woman? Did someone finally manage to tame him?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I hear he isn't even a Nunh at all.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I haven't even notice him looking at women now that he's with that one girl.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He damn near changed overnight from rags to plate. Either she's incredibly generous with her coin or they're damned serious.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;This man has near taken my life not once, but twice. You cannot possibly fathom the depth of my love and respect for him.&amp;quot; - [[Siobhain Surtsthalwyn]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Hmm? What do you wish to know about my bodyguard? Oh, did I neglect to mention he's my lover, as well? I believe that should clear everything up for you.&amp;quot; - [[Faye Covington]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Shut up. You don't get to talk shite about 'im. I broke a sweat and spilled blood trynna take 'im down. The whoreson's strong, don't make the mistake o'disrespectin' that.&amp;quot; - [[Berrod Armstrong]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's a fun guy to drink with, so long as the bottle doesn't go over ye' head.&amp;quot; - [[S'honji &amp;quot;Hayakawa&amp;quot; Nunh]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I've heard he likes to visit the brothels.  Hrmpf.  I'll have nothing to do with his lot.&amp;quot; - [[Coatleque Crofte]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he doesn't mind a certain prince hanging out with him.&amp;quot; - [[Niklas Gran]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;You want to know about Val? Well he is rough around the edges to say the least, but I respect him a lot, almost as much as I respect Lady Covington. He is an interesting man to have as your boss too...&amp;quot; - [[Lan Darklyn]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Just don't let him think yer a Garlean or after his girl. Fact, I'd prob'ly say outright y'not int'rested in laying a finger on Faye soon as y'meet him.&amp;quot; - [[Cecilia Hunt]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's always acting like he's up to no good... but I don't think he really is!&amp;quot; - [[Aya Foxheart]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He certainly loves Faye, that much is clear. Hells, he'd rather see Eorzea burn then lose her! Maybe this can be useful.&amp;quot; - [[Fio Arasgain]]&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. On his right eye, there is a small scar which he claims to have gained from an Ixal on a job. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Fine Food - Food is not just fuel to this man, but a delight to be savoured. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Thunderstorms - There is something about the booming thunder and driving rain that puts him at ease.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Order, Hierarchy - To this man, it gives him purpose. And keeps society in line.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Beast Tribes - These are the root of most of Eorzea's problems in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Corruption, Lawlessness - He cannot abide either. Order must be enforced at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[W'zota Tia]] - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Beast tribes. To a lesser extent, other Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose me in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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::* &amp;quot;He's a nice, charming fellow with some ''intriguing'' work in applied Aetheric studies. And! Be sure to order the fish at the Bismarck when he's working in the kitchen -- it's his specialty!&amp;quot; -- [[L'yhta Mahre]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'Syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Empire.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Fio Arasgain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. On his right eye, there is a small scar which he claims to have gained from an Ixal on a job. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Fine Food - Food is not just fuel to this man, but a delight to be savoured. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Thunderstorms - There is something about the booming thunder and driving rain that puts him at ease.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Order, Hierarchy - To this man, it gives him purpose. And keeps society in line.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Beast Tribes - These are the root of most of Eorzea's problems in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Corruption, Lawlessness - He cannot abide either. Order must be enforced at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[W'zota Tia]] - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose me in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
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::* &amp;quot;He's a nice, charming fellow with some ''intriguing'' work in applied Aetheric studies. And! Be sure to order the fish at the Bismarck when he's working in the kitchen -- it's his specialty!&amp;quot; -- [[L'yhta Mahre]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'Syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Empire.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Coatleque Crofte</title>
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		<updated>2014-08-09T17:31:08Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ul'Dah&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Highlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 23&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = In a Relationship&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Paladin, Armorer &amp;amp; Blacksmith&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5 fulms, 8 ilms / 150 ponz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Nicknames&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = &amp;quot;CC&amp;quot;, Lady Crofte&lt;br /&gt;
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	'''Coatleque Crofte''' (pronounced cottl-ee-kay) is, by her knowledge, the only remaining survivor of her&lt;br /&gt;
fishing village from the north.  Her life has been hard since the Calamity, but she is slowly working to piece it&lt;br /&gt;
back together and raise her station.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''General Demeanor''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Coatleque tries to appear and act like a proper lady at all times.  She will almost always be in uniform as this&lt;br /&gt;
is the only symbol she has of her current station in society.  To the common man she can easily fit the role of&lt;br /&gt;
a knight, but to a true aristocrat her sometimes rough mannerisms and verbal slip-ups are blatantly clear.  She&lt;br /&gt;
is still the daughter of a fisherman after all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While on duty her purpose is clear.  She acts with respect and exudes the authoritative presence one would expect&lt;br /&gt;
of the Sultansworn.  She will avoid idle banter as well and only interject if she has a relevant point to make.&lt;br /&gt;
Otherwise, business is business.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the chance that you catch her off of duty, she is shy and awkward socially.  Having to see everyone else's&lt;br /&gt;
lives play out before her on a daily bases, she often forgets to have her own.  Since taking up her mantle as the&lt;br /&gt;
public face of the Sultansworn she has begun to open up more socially, however.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Education / Job History''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Coatleque_Crofte_4.jpg|250px|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- See Background for more detail -&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Behind all her pretense, Coatleque has a rather sharp mind.  While she started off with nothing due to her&lt;br /&gt;
upbringing, the eventual life she was forced into brought great opportunity for her to learn.  She taught&lt;br /&gt;
herself to read and write in her time alone, learned a few sensual arts such as massage, and how to speak&lt;br /&gt;
to the cultural elite of the city.  Granted, not much of this helps in her current profession.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She knows the basics of conjuration as her first inclination upon gaining her freedom was to help others.  She&lt;br /&gt;
met her dear friend Jancis Milburga during this time and the two became inseparable.  Unfortunately she just&lt;br /&gt;
wasn't able to grasp some of the gentler concepts and decided to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking up a sword, she joined the Brass Blades.  She knew them as the ones who freed her from a life of forced&lt;br /&gt;
servitude.  They knew her as the high-class whore some of them often visited years before.  Unable to gain an&lt;br /&gt;
onze of respect among the wolves, she left to end the bullying if nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With nowhere else to turn she found herself registering at the Gladiator's guild with the mind of meeting a&lt;br /&gt;
quick death in the Colosseum. It turned out she had picked up the sword rather well.  Very well in fact, and&lt;br /&gt;
quickly gained both respect and station.  With new-found purpose in life and a talent she could exploit,&lt;br /&gt;
she did not hesitate to swear her life in service of the Sultana when given the chance.  Now a member of the&lt;br /&gt;
Sultansworn elite, she spends her time protecting Her Grace while trying to keep the peace between her other&lt;br /&gt;
investigations.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Spirituality''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A firm believer in the Twelve, Coatleque relies on them for strength and guidance.  She will not push her&lt;br /&gt;
beliefs on others however.  She simply does not understand how some could so blatantly ignore the truths that&lt;br /&gt;
she feels are so evident in the world around her.  She will pray to Menphina the most, in private, as she feels&lt;br /&gt;
she has committed some slight against the Lover which has placed a curse upon her life that dooms any meaningful&lt;br /&gt;
relationship to fail or be ripped from her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is also closely tied to Nymeia, whom she believes places portents of things to come in the dreams of&lt;br /&gt;
those who are destined to change them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Combat - Views &amp;amp; Behavior''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:250px-Coatleque Crofte 2.png|200px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque will carry her longsword by her side while on duty.  It is kept sharp, well oiled, and can be drawn&lt;br /&gt;
at a moment's notice.  She will use this sword both single and two-handed as necessary, favoring either quick&lt;br /&gt;
defense or strong offense.  She carries her shield only if brought into a campaign where a larger battle is assured.&lt;br /&gt;
She has no love for war, however, and will avoid mass conflicts when possible.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her mastery of the longsword is what one would expect from the elite of Ul'dah.  When fighting one-handed she will&lt;br /&gt;
favor a semi-defensive approach with the aim to lock blades and disarm.  When double-gripping her sword, she will&lt;br /&gt;
favor a more offensive flowing style that uses momentum to maximize damage and force her opponent to dodge rather&lt;br /&gt;
than counter.  In either case, it is clear her combat is derived from a brute force live-or-die approach rather&lt;br /&gt;
than the dextrous mock-combat fencing style.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Healing - Views &amp;amp; Abilities''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is true that Coatleque has some minor training in Conjuration, she was never very adept at the concept.&lt;br /&gt;
She finds it hard to focus, especially in times of stress, which is not a particularly good trait for someone&lt;br /&gt;
attempting to heal others.  She does know how to heal and even to raise.  The former is very taxing on her, while&lt;br /&gt;
the latter will leave her exhausted to the point of being momentarily incapacitated.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Background''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;(In Character)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque is not wont to talk of her past history to people she doesn't know.  You would be better off winning&lt;br /&gt;
her trust first.  Otherwise, if hard-pressed she may anger and simply leave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;(Out of Character)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque is from a remote fishing village at the Southern tip of Ala'Mhigo.  Born after the empire's invasion,&lt;br /&gt;
this technically makes her Garlean if not for location.  Built on the coast, of little importance, they eked &lt;br /&gt;
out a meager existence far from any city.  She was a typical country girl, the daughter of a fisherman, with &lt;br /&gt;
no special skills or talents.  Her parents were in the process of arranging her to be given away to the miller's&lt;br /&gt;
son.  A quiet life she was honestly looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Dalamud came raining down, a rather large chunk landed in the ocean off their coast.  The resulting &lt;br /&gt;
tidal wave destroyed the village and swept away a majority of its inhabitants.  She was only 17 at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
The remnants of the coast were soon raided by brigands from the mountains looking to make quick coin off the&lt;br /&gt;
salvage.  What few villagers remained were captured.  The men were either put to the sword or pressed into&lt;br /&gt;
service.  The women did not fair so well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Carted off in rags, they were taken by cover of night to Ul'dah and sold to one of the more high-class&lt;br /&gt;
brothels of the under-ground.  For three long years she served all manner of clients under fear of torture&lt;br /&gt;
or death.  Each night spent crying out to Menphina for deliverance.  Eventually, as all people who think&lt;br /&gt;
they are more influential than they really are do, the owner angered a very important client who was also&lt;br /&gt;
a member of the Syndicate.  Soon after, the Brass Blades swept through the establishment in a false-front raid&lt;br /&gt;
to &amp;quot;expose slave trafficking&amp;quot;.  Coatleque escaped during the chaos as many of the courtesans fled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She spent the next two years bettering herself and learning to fight.  She has a mind for revenge against&lt;br /&gt;
the brigands that raided her village so many years ago.  But she would also like to find any others that may&lt;br /&gt;
have survived, especially her family whom she has had no word of for these long five years.  She has no interest&lt;br /&gt;
in going back, however.  She knows there is nothing for her there.  She has embraced her life as a citizen of&lt;br /&gt;
Ul'dah - even as she prepares to take her oath to lay down her life for the Sultana.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Relationships''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Family &amp;amp; Personal Life&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her family was either killed by the tidal wave that destroyed her village, or captured by brigands in the wake&lt;br /&gt;
of the Calamity.  She has not heard from anyone in over five years and has all but given up hope of contacting them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque appears to be all business on the outside.  She will rarely joke, dresses conservatively, and does&lt;br /&gt;
not show much outward emotion.  Inside, however, she considers her friends very dear to her.  She values life and&lt;br /&gt;
treats all with the respect they show themselves to deserve.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is attracted to strength and confidence.  She needs to be assured she will be safe and protected, but not &lt;br /&gt;
coddled and sheltered.  While her recent past has forced her to bed both men and women, she would say the latter was&lt;br /&gt;
not her choice.  She longs for the life she was denied, to marry and raise her own family away from the bustle and&lt;br /&gt;
dangers of city life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;People She Knows&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a fairly exhaustive list of everyone that Coatleque knows in-game.  I only add names to this list if more than two words have ever been said between her and them.  If your name is not here and you think it should be, please send me a PM or a tell in-game.  Coatleque knows so many people now, I may have just forgotten to add you!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Note: Symbols may not show in Chrome)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;th colspan=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Key:&amp;lt;/th&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9769;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;border-right: solid black 1px; padding-right: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sultansworn&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9876;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;border-right: solid black 1px; padding-right: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Other Law Enforcement&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9878;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;border-right: solid black 1px; padding-right: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Immortal Flame&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9875;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;border-right: solid black 1px; padding-right: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Maelstrom&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9877;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;border-right: solid black 1px; padding-right: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Twin Adder&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #DC143C&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;border-right: solid black 1px; padding-right: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love Interest&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF00FF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;border-right: solid black 1px; padding-right: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sexual Tension&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;border-right: solid black 1px; padding-right: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Platonic&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF0000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9785;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;border-right: solid black 1px; padding-right: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poor Standing&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;hr /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr style=&amp;quot;background: #D0D0D0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Alabrous Tane]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF0000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9785;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF00FF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A thoroughly despicable man, and shadow of Coatleque's past.  He knows things about her she would rather keep hidden.  The man can often be found in Pearl Lane surrounded by his girls, or making a fool of himself in the Quicksand.  Despite his massive failings as a man, he does know what happens in the underground of Ul'dah society, and Coatleque must unfortunately continue to deal with him as a source of somewhat reliable information.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Alveo Soulseeker]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9875;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A sailor, member of the Maelstrom, and Jancis's beloved.  Despite some rough starts to their relationship, he has grown into a dependable soldier and skilled lancer.  Coatleque trusts him, even if his constant ribbing annoys her.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr style=&amp;quot;background: #D0D0D0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Anelia Sadowyn]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9769;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Anelia is currently an enigma to Coatleque.  She has apparently been away for some time investigating corruption in the ranks and only recently reappeared.  She is still working under cover, however, and has assumed a pseudo-name until she feels ready to reveal her return to Ul'dah.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Askier Mergrey]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9878;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Explosives expert for the Immortal Flames' Red Wings.  Coatleque knows of his past criminal background from her own briefings, but is content to allow the Flames to deal with him now.  His overly lax attitude regarding weapons restrictions in secure areas leaves her distrustful of him.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr style=&amp;quot;background: #D0D0D0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Aya Foxheart]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:cc_hs_aya.png|50px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
The always lovely bar maid of the Quicksand.  The nights she is working just seem to pass too quickly.  She never did tell Coatleque her last name, so the Knight simply calls her Miss Aya.  Her constant kindness towards the Knight have caused Coatleque to take pause.  She considers her a friend now, more than an acquaintance, and would try to keep her at length from the troubles of the city.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Barbarccia Valadis]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Coatleque does not know much about this woman, and from what she's seen so far that's a good thing.  The Miqo'te comes off as very haughty, pushy, even rude.  There is a certain tension present whenever they are in the same room together, and is probably best for the both of them that Coatleque can hold her tongue.  Coatleque will refer to her as 'Madam Valadis' and indulge her aristocratic attitude, but personally would not shed a tear if the woman was finally put in her place.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr style=&amp;quot;background: #D0D0D0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Bartolomeo Filangieri]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9769;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Bartolomeo was the first of her comrades she was assigned to work with.  Together they served the Harbingers of Dawn, though only briefly.  Since their departure, Bartolomeo has been rather aloof.  They meet when they can to trade words and catch up on 'business'.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Briareus Kurokawa]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF0000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9785;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;An Ishgardian assassin sent after Jenzi Enzig who's plans were initially stopped by Coatleque.  He then returned and accused her of signing the very contract on the woman's life.  Coatleque refused to cooperate with the unauthorized investigation of an outsider yet offered to aid him by making her own formal inquiry on his behalf.  He refused to compromise and eventually backed down.  Coatleque is still on guard for this man as he may try to accost her again with a larger show of force.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr style=&amp;quot;background: #D0D0D0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Erik Mynhier]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9769; &amp;amp;#9878;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A man of no small renown, Coatleque only knows about him from the rumors and hearsay of others.  He has recently returned after some ordeal and is ready to take up his prior mantle as Captain in the Immortal Flames, and as a fellow Sultansworn.  He has expressed interest in having Coatleque officially be put through her trials - a notion she is eager to comply with.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Gus Pumpkinweed]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;The fast talking owner of the Piquant Pumpkin.  Coatleque met him when she chased off a street rat who was harassing his business dealings outside the Quicksand.  He was so impressed that he offered her a job providing security.  She hesitantly accepted, more so that she can keep herself busy when not on active duty, than for the pay (which she often neglects to collect).&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Jancis Milburga]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;amp;#9875;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:cc_hs_jan.png|50px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
A friend she met while studying conjuration a few years prior.  She is the closest thing Coatleque has to family right now, and she loves her like a sister.  They have on occasion been mistaken for one another due to their like mannerisms.  Coatleque has not seen much of Jancis lately, mostly due to her own duties taking priority over her spare time.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Jenzi Einzig]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF0000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9785;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A mysterious girl who always wears facial coverings.  Coatleque has a poor opinion of the woman due to certain events in their past, but cannot ignore her duties as a Paladin.  When the girl contacted her asking for help, the Knight hesitantly agreed.  In exchange for protection, Jenzi has agreed to be another contact for Ser Crofte to use for information.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Kage Kiryuu]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9876;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Kage is currently on suspension from the Order and serving the Brass Blades.  Coatleque sees the man as a drifter, simply doing as he is told with no regard for his own morals.  She has tried to make him question his motives in the hopes he will take charge of his life.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Natalie Mcbeef]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9769;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:cc_hs_nat.jpg|50px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
Brash and headstrong.  She would make a good leader if not for her dimwittedness.  Recently the two have been ordered to work together towards a common goal.  Coatleque feels she may never see eye-to-eye with the Miqo'te.  Nonetheless, she will not disobey her orders.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Nyalie Lihzeh]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9769;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;One of the older Sworn, and a lieutenant.  Nyalie tends to avoid direct confrontation, preferring her role as requisitions officer and maintaining the palace armory.  She still keeps her sword arm, however, and is always willing to help should need arise.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:cc_hs_obs.jpg|50px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
A rather elegant and refined Roegadyn woman.  She has recently put her trust in the abilities of Ser Crofte to help keep her family from further harm.  Trust that Coatleque assures her is not misplaced, and has gone so far as to wager her own life in exchange for.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Oscare Iono]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9875;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A dark and brooding Highlander and expert with the bow.  Coatleque knows little of this man, but sees him around quite often.  He takes strong offense to the properness of her speech, becoming quite irate whenever she refers to him as Master, or almost any other title.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Osric Melkire]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9878;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Chief Flame Sergeant of the Immortal Flames.  Coatleque traded her assistance to him for information in another investigation.  Since then, Ser Melkire has been held under duress by a madman.  He was complicit to multiple attacks against Ul'dah.  While Coatleque understands the man's reasoning, she cannot condone his actions.  For her part, she will let the Immortal Flames handle justice of their own.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Otto Vann]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A wealthy merchant and clothing designer who has made himself a name in Ul'dah.  He seems to respect the Knight and always stops to greet her when they pass.  She helped him resolve an issue regarding some stolen pants, and in return he made her an exquisite white dress which she wears now whenever possible.  Due to his potential ties to the Syndicate, she is hesitant to cross him whenever he requests her opinion on certain matters.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Quentyn Nocturama]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF0000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;#9785;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A common thug who accosted an innocent girl in the streets of Ul'Dah outside the Quicksand.  He made bold threats to harm her person and &amp;quot;have my way with her, if you know what I mean...&amp;quot; in the middle of broad daylight.  Coatleque stepped in to separate the two and the girl quit the scene while she had the chance.  The man was forced to back down when he and his two cronies were quickly outnumbered.  Needless to say, Coatleque is always on guard for this man in case he once again threatens to rape someone in the streets.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Roen Deneith]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;amp;#9769;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Roen is currently on suspension from the Order, facing accusations of being a Garlean spy.  Coatleque was key in convincing the girl to turn herself over for an official inquiry rather than risk bloodshed if the Sworn were forced to apprehend her.  Coatleque has taken upon herself the task of advocate, and gaoler.  She attends her ward every morning and evening, spending as much time with the Woman as she requests.  Their talks at night have led them to open up to each other concerning their own pasts and out of that a deep friendship has begun to grow.  Coatleque will do all she can to acquit Roen of her charges and see her station restored.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Tasa Rhyzul]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;amp;#9875;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A strong, stoic Elezen whom Coatleque met while assisting the Harbingers.  Coatleque quickly found herself drawn to the woman's confident attitude.  Their relationship had a few quick ups and downs, but with Coatleque's promotion her work has conspired to keep the two apart. They remain good friends however, and the Knight still looks up to the older woman's mothering influence in her life.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Val Nunh]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Not so much a friend as an acquaintance. Coatleque knows next to nothing about him, save what she unfortunately has to overhear when in the same room.  Her first impression was of him and another member discussing their many visits to the brothels of Ul'dah - a conversation which has left her with distaste for them both.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Valirelia Ferox]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A rather enigmatic Miqo'te - Coatleque met Vali at her first orientation for the Piquant Pumpkin.  Since then she's learned they share some common ground through past acquaintances.  Coatleque doesn't know what to make of the girl yet, but she always seems to be around wherever Coatleque goes.  She has recently shared that a large bounty has been placed on her head by the Empire.  Until this is removed, she will be away from Ul'dah in hiding.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Warren Castille]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #DC143C;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;amp;#9876;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:cc_hs_war.jpg|50px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
A Free Paladin and colleague of Coatleque's.  They can often be seen together standing watch over the Quicksand.  He is Highlander, like her, yet easily towers over her in stature.  Her only true equal in all Eorzea, they are alike in mannerisms, speech, and action.  The two are becoming more inseparable as time moves on.  He is her stalwart protector, and she brings balance to his temper.  If ever there was a classic example of a Knight and his Lady love, it would be them.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;175px&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;border-right: black solid 3px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font: 18px Impact;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[X'Kohu Tia]]&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;padding: 2px 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A friend that Coatleque met while under previous employment.  His rather forward advances have made for some lightly awkward conversation mainly do to Coatleque's obliviousness.  He recently let his affections be known in a more direct way by kissing her abruptly in parting.  She has since been trying to think of the best way to let him know she belongs to another since then.&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PC Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Warren Castille]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;It is my greatest honor to work by her side, and I can't think of anyone else I'd rather have by mine.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Osric Melkire]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;The hells must've frozen over, seein' as how Ser Jenlyns finally grew a brain stem, what with pushin' her to the forefront. Green... but competent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Oscare Iono]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;What was it, Wristcleaver? Wristbreaker? Bah, it doesn't matter. If you like your head on your shoulders though, it'd be smart to behave around her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[L'yhta Mahre]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I heard she was in charge of security at half the taverns in Eorzea! You definitely don't want to get on her bad side, at least if you want to get a drink anywhere outside of Mor Dhona!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Aya Foxheart]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;She likes to keep an eye on the Quick Sand, and make sure that no one gets up to any trouble.  She's the kind of Sultansworn that they're supposed to be.  I trust her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[X'kohu Tia]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;Coat's an alright girl, got a good head on her shoulders and a good heart in her chest. Still, if she wants to keep patrolling taverns, she's gotta learn to hold her liquor!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Roen Deneith]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I had lost faith in my Shield sisters and brothers. Then Ser Crofte offered me her aid. She reminds me why I swore the Oath in the first place.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Natalie Mcbeef]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I always thought the Sultansworn's reputation as a haughty group to be undeserved. That was until I met Ser Crofte.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Obsidian Hornet]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;All the good intentions in the world don't mean a thing if you don't have the wit or skill to make good on them.  Crofte means well but she needs to be better.  I trust her, she's a good person, but her incompetence could get people killed.  Herself included.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Kage Kiryuu]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I did not think other 'Sworn to be so judgmental basing their comments and opinions on second-hand even third-hand words. That is, until I was not a 'Sworn and met Ser Crofte.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Alexei Volkov]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;The knight? Capable arm, dependable. Seems to be drawing much attention quickly. Good. Let her draw attention, vill continue to vork from shadows.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Aya Foxheart]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I'm not sure I've ever met anyone who so deserved things to go right for her - its such a shame that they never seem to. I'd do whatever I could for her, I'm lucky to call her a friend!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Gharen Wolfsong]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;She strikes me as an honorable woman, th' type te ne'er go against her word. I hope she's as incorruptible as th' mask she chooses fer everyone te see might indicate, lest th' pit o' vipers tha' is Ul'dah get th' better o' her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Fio Arasgain]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;One of the few who haven't been corrupted by gil in this cesspool of a city. I can only admire her sense of duty. However, would it kill her to take a day or two off?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Random Brass Blade&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Oh, I remember her.  Quite good with her mouth that one, mmm-hahahaha!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Random Brass Blade&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;She was my favorite.  Just something about those eyes... and red hair.  *sigh* Shame when we had to take that place down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Random Drunk&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Huh? *hic* eeehhh... get offa my *hic* lawn you kidsh!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Mylla&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;She came to us with nothing but a fire in her eyes, I couldn't turn her away.  I just hope she learned something here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Jenlyns&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;A fine sword arm on that girl.  And you'd be hard pressed to find a more loyal soldier.  I fear what her lack of confidence may lead to, however.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Quotes''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;quot;Look Jancis, I'm flying!&amp;quot; ~ while being carried to an inn room after too much wine&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;quot;I'm not a warrior like you, Tasa.  I was supposed to be a house-wife!&amp;quot; ~ personal moment with Tasa Rhyzul&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:*Jancis: &amp;quot;Can you see from back there?&amp;quot;  Coatleque: &amp;quot;I can see exactly what I need to.&amp;quot; ~ while watching Warren at the Grindstone&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;quot;Everyone is fragile, Ser. It merely depends on what height we are dropped from.&amp;quot; ~ Advice given to Warren Castille&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;quot;Titles change often, Miss.  You are what you chose to be.  Remember what you are, and title may yet return in time.&amp;quot; ~ Advice given to Roen Deneith&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Current Events / Achievements''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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(New Events at Top, but some may relate to others.  All will be updated as things proceed)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Current Plotlines (in Progress):&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;The Road to Redemption&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*Having acted against her orders now, Coatleque has submitted a lengthy report to her Captain regarding three disgraced Sultansworn.  She is currently waiting reprimand for disobedience, but feels her actions were justified as laid out in her documentation.  While two of the three seem to be far past saving, she still holds hope for their third.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque went to visit Ser Deneith at her safe house to impart what wisdom she could to the girl, in hopes that she will not succumb to whatever dark thoughts are currently assaulting her.  Time will tell if her words carried weight.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*In an effort to draw pressure away from her three comrades, Coatleque has devised a plan to use the evidence that was once their bane to take official responsibility of the entire investigation.  What was once used against the three may yet now be used to save them all if she can maneuver around politics correctly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Having now been ordered to detain Roen Deneith herself, Coatleque has used the preliminary time given to her to warn Ser Deneith of the situation, and to begin building her case for acquittal.  Coatleque now plans to build her case based around deeds versus words to prove Roen is above the reproach of these charges which were levied by a single witness.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*With the reinstatement of Natalie Mcbeef to the order, the pair have been thrust together in a sort of partnership by their Captain.  While Ser Crofte is intent on building the case to save Ser Deneith, Ser Mcbeef seems to be more interested in the details of Coatleque's love life.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After meeting a face from her past she'd rather have forgotten, Coatleque has a meeting arranged to speak with Shaelen about the events at the mine so many months ago.  The cost may be high, but she is prepared to do what is necessary for Roen's defense.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque met with Jameson Taeros to discuss the recent attempt on Roen's life while she is in prison.  She was almost getting somewhere to, until Natalie showed up and the conversation was diverted.  She extended another invitation to the man as a courtesy and in hopes she may yet pry more information from him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Paladinhood, or, &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;To Be a Sultansworn&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Since pledging her life and blade to the Sultansworn, Coatleque has been taking active guard duty in Ul'dah.  A boring start to her career.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque's stalwart defense of the innocents of Ul'Dah are beginning to garner her more support from the populace while she is on duty.  Her name seems to be rising quickly through word of mouth.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Faced with an ongoing investigation and internal inquiry, the Sultansworn have been left in an awkward position regarding allegations of corruption.  With a need to maintain a show of strength to counteract the Monetarists, Jenlyns has quickly promoted his new rising star to replace the Sergeant he had to dismiss recently.  Her orders are to maintain her patrols and be the Sworn's face to the public.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*With the reinstatement of Ser Mcbeef to the Order, Coatleque has attempted to step down from her position so that the former Sergeant may retake her rightful place.  Both Mcbeef and Captain Jenlyns were adverse to the notion, however, and so Ser Crofte retains her current rank.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*With the continued absence of Ser Sadowyn, it was decided that Ser Crofte would take her pace as the embodiment of Loyalty during the Trials of the Sultansworn.  She will assist Captain Mynheir and Ser Mcbeef in the training of new applicants.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Oil and Water&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Gaspard Howlett, someone who had approached Coatleque while she was on duty, has since provided her with information she requested.  After payment, he gave her a counter offer asking for a more permanent role within the city.  As this was not something she could offer, she instead brought him to the Red Wings headquarters with the mind that they may be able to use him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*It was since made known to her exactly what methods Master Howlett employs.  She is quickly finding distaste for the man and has written him with requests of an audience to discuss matters before they get out of hand.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Previous / Finished Plotlines:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Lifting Menphina's Curse:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque's prior relationships have all fallen apart for one reason or another.  She continues to believe herself cursed by the Lover to always be alone.  There is one other, however, who may be of like mind.  Perhaps too much of like mind, as neither of them have yet to act on it.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After the stress of recent events, and having almost given her life to fulfill her oath, Coatleque has finally been able to admit to herself that she is ready for a serious relationship.  However, upon confessing this to the man she desires, he retorted with a confession of murder.  With her expectations shattered once again, Coatleque simply left him standing there with no further words.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*As her nightmares continue to grow steadily worse, Coatleque found herself drawing closer to Ser Castille once more.  She was comforted enough by his presence to be able to sleep as he watched over her from the door.  On another occasion, he arrived after she had woken from another dream and stayed to read to her.  She could no longer deny the effect he was having on her life.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After another stressful week, Coatleque requested that Warren continue the story he had begun a prior night.  He waited in her room as she was kept late with her work, only to surprise her there.  After a touchingly awkward moment between the two, they spent the night together as they confessed their love for each other under Menphina's embrace.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;The Thanks I Get&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*After saving a girl's life (Jenzi) from a would be assassin (Briareus) in the Quicksand, Coatleque found herself accosted not two bells later that same night by the same assassin and his target.  They both accused Coatleque of signing the contract on the woman's life, a charge she vehemently denied before all present.  A riot nearly ensued afterwords as Flames, Blades, and Paladins answered her call for support.  Still she stood her ground with the law on her side and the Ishgardian backed down when it was clear she (Coatleque) would not submit to his inquisition.  Once the crowd had dispersed, it was made known the barmaid (Aya) may have information.  She gave Coatleque the names of three disgraced Sultansworn (Natalie, Kage, Roen) who may have forged no less than sixteen contracts on Jenzi's life, if Briareus's accusations are true.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque has been contacted by the assassin once again.  Briareus seemed to be after someone he refereed to as Kalas.  Before she could react, the man ran off with a comrade.  Apparently their quarry had already been caught.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Some days later, the Knight was contacted and asked to meet with the mysterious Master Zero.  The man has requested her aid in the near future, but seems tight lipped on the details.  While she is not about to turn away someone in need, she also cannot pledge help to a cause she does not know.  She asked him to contact her once there is something he actually needs her to do other than false hope and promises.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Rumor has it, Briareus is still conducting his investigation, and Coatleque's name has been brought up more than once over the past fortnight, though she has not been approached directly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Jenzi Einzig has contact Coatleque to request her aid.  In exchange for the odd request of two Sultansworn emblems, Jenzi has agreed to provide Ser Crofte with any information she can overhear while she moves about the city.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*It seems there is now a plot underfoot to summon a primal using a large cache of fire crystals currently held by the Sultansworn.  While the Ishgardian Briareus is intent on pressing the matter, Jenzi informs Crofte that the man is bent on some sort of revenge.  Coatleque has been caught in the middle without enough information to act against either.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After yet more heated exchanges, Briareus's hand was forced and he and his assassin attacked the Red Wings's own stronghold.  They left Ser Filangeiri for dead, a mistake that would soon catch up to them as the entire organization attempted a confrontation in the city.  Briareus fled under pain of death should he ever return to the city.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Blood in the Sands&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque was approached by a pale man in the Quicksand with rumors of poison being distributed to refugees outside the city gate.  She followed him to the source only to be ambushed by three voidsent creatures.  Despite her efforts, and those of Oscare Iono who had followed her, she was unable to fight off the attack.  Suffering a fractured leg, she agreed to go willingly if Oscare was spared.  The creatures took her to the mage Austurmax Laforet who, after an additional brief struggle, was able to bind her in one of Jin'li's collars.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Ordered to 'lay low' in Camp Drybone, Coatleque was mostly absent for a full week, and not present during the first attack against Ul'dah.  She did not even learn of the poisoning till a full five suns afterwords.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Finally having met her 'master', Coatleque learned that she would be used in an assassination attempt against someone of import within the city.  All she could do was write warning to Ser Castille and continue to stay hidden in hopes that he would be able to gather allies and prepare.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*The day of the second attack came, and Coatleque found her role to be that of escort for the assassins to the palace.  Faced with either breaking her oath and being branded a traitor, or disobeying Jin'li and being killed, she did the only thing possible in that situation and took her own life.  Leading the assassins to the foot of the palace stairs, she fell on her sword rather than allowing Jin'li to kill her.  This was enough to raise the alarm as the assassins ran past her towards the promenade.  Her wound was not instantly fatal, however, and with the timely arrival of [[Syl Souther]] and other members of Coral, she was healed and stabilized while the battle raged on the second floor.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After the failed assassination attempt, [[Warren Castille]] found Coatleque leaning against the wall at the bottom of the stairs and was able to remove her collar, disarming the explosive device at the same time.  Now free of Jin'li's control, she is able to resume her regular duties.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*While Ser Crofte recovered from her self-inflicted wound, the Red Wings dealt with Jin'li and removed the threat once and for all.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Harbingers' Leviathon Plot&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: While the Harbinger's Vanguard fought the Leviathan near the Ilse of Umbra, Coatleque led a successful diversionary move against the Sahaguin to prevent them from interfering with the main assault.  Once the beast was felled, she ordered the withdraw to reinforce the company while the wounded were tended to.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Case of the Missing Pants&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: Coatleque received a new set of finery as thanks from the famous Otto Vann, fashion designer of Ul'dah.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Dear Sister&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*It's hard not to get involved in your best friend's love life when everyone else keeps throwing it in your face.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Taking a passive role in the whole business seems to have paid off, as Jancis's relationship woes have seemingly been smoothed over.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Career Change&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*With the company slowly falling apart under absent leadership, a change of allegiance has finally been forced.  While Coatleque's first liege has always been the Sultana, she worries for the rest of the Harbingers who are now scattered abroad.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Looking to fill her spare time with yet more work, Coatleque has thrown her blade in with the Sailors of the Coral Sea.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;The Piquant Pumpkin&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque accepted a position to provide security at Gus Pumpkinweed's new Cafe during its grand opening.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Services were once again rendered as security for the Spooky Lightsday at camp Bluefog.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Tension Abounds&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After sharing some personal 'girl' time with Tasa in the Mist, the pair parted ways with an unexpected kiss.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*An emotional parting of ways occurred as both women decided to move on from the Harbingers.  They have promised to keep in touch however possible.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Some shameless flirting has led to a sudden outburst in public.  Has a relationship been strained, or has Coatleque been forced to confront her fears of being hurt?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Time can heal most wounds.  In this case it has drawn the two closer together.  Deciding to just see where things lead, Tasa and Coatleque have decided to face their fears together for now.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque's position has been keeping her tied up with work more often than not.  She worries about the strain this may cause on her 'relationship' and is already convinced things are going to turn downhill.  She feels she has been cursed by Menphina herself in this aspect of her life.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After providing assitance to Ser Warren Castille in Coerthas, Coatleque is feeling rather conflicted as to how she wants her life to proceed from here.  It may be time to have a heart-to-heart with Tasa, whom she has not seen in quite some time.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Tasa has come to Ul'dah to speak with Coatleque about their relationship.  While Tasa expressed concern and made her case as to why they should not continue, Coatleque remained distant and emotionless.  Her work had taken too much of a toll for her to respond.  The two decided to part ways and remain in contact as friends.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Fio Arasgain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. On his right eye, there is a small scar which he claims to have gained from an Ixal on a job. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[W'zota Tia]] - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose me in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's a nice, charming fellow with some ''intriguing'' work in applied Aetheric studies. And! Be sure to order the fish at the Bismarck when he's working in the kitchen -- it's his specialty!&amp;quot; -- [[L'yhta Mahre]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'Syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Empire.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Fio Arasgain</title>
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		<updated>2014-08-05T04:12:18Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. On his right eye, there is a small scar which he claims to have gained from an Ixal on a job. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'zota Tia - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose me in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's a nice, charming fellow with some ''intriguing'' work in applied Aetheric studies. And! Be sure to order the fish at the Bismarck when he's working in the kitchen -- it's his specialty!&amp;quot; -- [[L'yhta Mahre]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'Syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Empire.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
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		<title>Fio Arasgain</title>
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		<updated>2014-08-04T15:42:04Z</updated>

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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. On his right eye, there is a small scar which he claims to have gained from an Ixal on a job. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'zota Tia - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Empire.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'zota Tia - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Empire.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
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		<title>Fio Arasgain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Infobox-character | name = Fio Arasgain | image = Fio.png | imagewidth =  | caption = | title =  | gender = Male | citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe | race = Miqo'te | clan...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'zota Tia - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Emprie.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
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| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'zota Tia - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Birth to Age Twelve===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Age Twelve to Age Seventeen===&lt;br /&gt;
First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Seventeen to Twenty-One===&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Twenty-Two and Onwards, Post Archon===&lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Emprie.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'zota Tia - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Emprie.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
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		<updated>2014-08-03T18:54:00Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
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When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
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W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
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W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
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W'zota Tia - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
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Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
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Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
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First, she helped cook and clean for the mercenary company. Then aided in the maintenance of weapons and armour. She was being trained to be one of them, to fight for gil. It wasn't long before she was sixteen and had started taking jobs with them. The girl frequently fought with a pair of daggers. She made use of her Miqo'te nature to outflank and eviscerate her opponents. For that year and a half, life was good. Coin was abundant. And the mercenaries kept her in good company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Days before the Calamity, the company went to deal with a minor beast tribe incursion. Fiona was told to stay back, since somebody had to watch the base with a couple of the other young recruits. When the Calamity struck, Fiona was huddled in the merc base with three other recruits. Pieces of Dalamud rained from the sky, bringing death and destruction to all below. The bulk of the company never made it back. Fiona and the others exhausted the food stores waiting. But eventually, they had to part ways in search of food and a new place to stay. Fiona immediately blamed the beastmen. She was distraught. Lost. But she knew who had to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Roughly two months after the Calamity, Fiona saw herself taking odd jobs for gil. Those jobs never made a difference. Not against the beast tribes, nor in bettering the lives of the common person. Then she heard about the Garlean forces. They were here to put a stop to the primal threat, or Eikons, as they called them. Seeing this as an opportunity, she crossed the lines and enlisted in the XIVth Legion, ignoring the common consensus of Eorzeans who regarded the Garleans as tyrants. &lt;br /&gt;
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A couple years later, Fiona was using a greatsword as a Second Cohort Miles. She was regularly seeing a signifier who also had training and experience as a chirurgus and alchemist. Whatever experiment the two were concocting was kept clandestine from anybody but the two. It turns out that Fiona was desperate to be Fio, a male. This matter was tearing apart her mind, and the signifer was intent on helping the poor Miqo'te. They spent the next few years performing for that inevitable leap.&lt;br /&gt;
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During this 'waiting period' in which Fiona was preparing her body with alchemical tinctures, she was promoted to centurion on the basis of Gaius van Baelsar's policy of merit over birth. It had caught on in some of the lower ranks of the Legion, evidently. She was given a new assignment in Limsa Lominsa. Pose as a Maelstrom soldier and oversee certain espionage operations across Eorzea. Not all of them, or even the majority, but some. They mainly revolved around Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah, and Gridania. Fiona used this opportunity to 'adventure' a bit and earn favour with the Maelstrom, where she was quickly promoted to a Storm Lieutenant. Her background in soldiery didn't hurt, either. &lt;br /&gt;
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After Operation Archon, all contact with Castrum Meridianum halted. Fiona was stranded and without a Legion to report back to, she ran to ground and shored up her role as a Maelstrom officer. She still gathered intelligence and safely stored it out of habit, but it was unlikely to be going anywhere soon. She continuously beat herself up over not seeing Operation Archon coming, even though she knew nothing of Ultima. She or her subordinates weren't even the ones watching over the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she blamed herself, regardless. &lt;br /&gt;
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Weeks had passed and she had gotten over the loss of her hero, Gaius van Baelsar. She was without direction, without orders. Even her contacts had gone silent. Fortunately for her, the signifer had gotten hold of her once more with great news. The experiment would proceed. It would be extremely painful, but Fiona didn't care. She booked some leave from her job with the Maelstrom to go to Ul'dah and meet the signifer one last time. And to hunt down any leads on her agents. At first, she'd snoop around to make sure they didn't go native. Then, she'd pose the questions as missing persons reports in hopes the local authorities turned up something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fiona went through with the experiment. She emerged just as she had always wanted. He simply shortened his first name to 'Fio' and left it at that. It would likely be the last time he'd see the signifer and sent him on his way back home to Garlemald. After all, he had work to do in shoring up his connections and preparing for the inevitable return of the Garlean Emprie.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
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		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
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		<updated>2014-08-03T18:15:35Z</updated>

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| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'Syrhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'zota Tia - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'Seckhi Brahz was born to W'syrlah Rhiz and W'Brahz Tia (Nunh at the time). She showed no physical deformities and was in good health as she grew. In due time, they figured out that Fiona was 'slow'. She was slow to pick up on things that other children had already mastered. Such as walking, talking, and running. She was finally able to walk around age five and talk by seven. It wasn't until age ten that she could read. She had been given glasses the year before, so they likely played a role in helping her read. Mathematics never came to her. During those early, formative years, she was bullied relentlessly. W'majha and W'zota defended her when they could, but neither could be around her all the time. In those times, she only had her doll for security.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Due to Wolf tribe's location on the border of Imperial territory between Ala Mhigo and Gridana, they were constantly fending off Garlean incursions. W'seckhi would frequently be scared by these and be brought to tears. One night, during a raid, she was so frightened that she got out of bed and ran as far as she could. It took her weeks of aimless running. Eventually, she reached Ul'dah. The twelve year old girl was half starved, only eating whatever she could steal on her way to the desert city. While there, she was taken in by a mercenary company and taught how to fight. She didn't give them her name, so they gave her one. 'Fiona Arasgain', the moniker she'd proudly wear for the next ten years. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First, she&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
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		<updated>2014-08-03T17:44:51Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Fio.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Character-stub}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
::* When in bed, Fio will hog the sheets. Don't fight it. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'Brahz Tia - Father. He was the Nunh of Wolf Tribe for the years in which Fio and his two blood siblings were conceived. He eventually lost the Nunh position when he was maimed in the fight. He lost a leg and gained a few scars, but still lives to this day. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'Serhla Rhiz - Mother of Fio, W'veylah Brahz, and W'tehka Tia. Sister of W'Brahz Tia. She's head over heels in love with W'Brahz and refused to mate with any other Nunh after his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'Tehka Tia - The eldest of the three siblings, he's stuck with Wolf tribe and aids them in fending off the Garleans. Fio looks up to him. Showed no ill effects from inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'veylah Brahz - The middle child of the three siblings, she's still with the tribe. She's currently with child. She's shown no ill effects to the inbreeding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'majha Shikhu - Fio was a slow child. Majha was the assigned caretaker to help Fio grow. Today, the two maintain a close relationship. Majha will still occasionally twist Fio's ear when he's being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
W'zota Tia - He frequently fought off the other kits who would attempt to bully the vulnerable Fio with naught more than his fists. Fio is thankful, and hangs around Zota quite a bit. He even calls him 'Brother' due to their close, but platonic relationship. If it wasn't for Zota saving Fio's ass, Fio would hate him today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eorzeans.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44015"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T17:31:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Fio.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Character-stub}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind, as well as the views of tribal Miqo'te as 'savages'. He is frequently trying to make connections in this shifting landscape so that he can further his own goals and that of the Garlean Empire. Because underneath the façade is a man hell-bent on seeing his dream for Eorzea come true: to see it unified against the Primal threat, be it by sword or by diplomacy. And to see the Miqo'te brought into a proper society where they can cast off their 'outdated' tribal system.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When on a mission for his true employers, Fio changes. He's no longer the man to joyfully flirt with any nearby males, but turns into a focused individual with eyes only for the job. His determination is admirable, but it has lead him to do some truly terrible things. But in his mind, it is all for the greater good. Thankfully, he hasn't had many ill effects from being a member of the shattered XIVth Legion, unlike others. Others would be prone to post-traumatic stress disorder, high suicide rates, and nightmares. Fio just gets the odd nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* He's willing to do or say almost anything to get a person of authority to look favourably upon him. &lt;br /&gt;
::* He craves order. Being without a strict hierarchy in place drives him mad. &lt;br /&gt;
::* Fio's favourite food is rolanberry cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44013</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44013"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T17:17:28Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Fio.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Character-stub}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the surface, Fio is a chatty, flirty man who enjoys the finer things in life. He can be very easy to get along with, provided you're not a Miqo'te. His politeness and manners stem from a strong desire to leave the tribal life behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword. Or maybe even a head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure that man is stupid or something. Or just an asshole. Every time he buys something, he just puts a bunch of gil on the counter and hopes it's enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's usually chatting up somebody for some reason or another. Either that, or drinking. Does he even do anything around here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He won't flirt with Miqo'te. Not unless he's really, really drunk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he works for the Maelstrom. Probably intelligence or something. Not that he has any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He checks over his shoulders from time to time, as if expecting somebody.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard that one used to be a lady. And a right bitch of a one, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I tried following him, once. He was able to lose in a back alley with little effort!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Somebody got violent nearby. I could have sworn I saw him palm a dagger out of somewhere. In a fine suit, no less! Who fights in something that well made?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I overheard somebody say that cat was inbred. Mother and father were brother and sister, or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Feel free to add them if you've got them!&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44008</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44008"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:48:30Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Fio.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Character-stub}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
With a casual glance in his direction, Fio would seem like a rather refined male with a taste for fine clothes. He wouldn't seem to pose much of a threat, especially for somebody so small in stature.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. He has a small, silver hoop in each ear that he's been unwilling to part with. Most of the time, he won't even take them out in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44007</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44007"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:43:38Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Fio.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Character-stub}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Fio.png&amp;diff=44006</id>
		<title>File:Fio.png</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Fio.png&amp;diff=44006"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:43:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: Profile pic&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Profile pic&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44005</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44005"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:42:20Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
| image =&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Character-stub}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44004</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44004"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:41:40Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
| image = http://i.imgur.com/RKCeagA.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Character-stub}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44003</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44003"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:40:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Fio Arasgain&lt;br /&gt;
| image = &lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = W'Seckhi Brahz&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Character-stub}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. He has long, blonde hair that's kept in immaculate shape with a handful of alchemically produced hair products. It's not cheap, but that's the price of beauty. His sky blue eyes often have a jovial, yet polite look to them. The pale skin of the male is rather soft to the touch, like somebody who hasn't done a day's hard labour in his life. This is especially evident when looking at his small, girlish hands. There are no callouses, despite being a swordsman. His face bears a feminine cut to it, while his lips are frequently upturned into a smile. Fio is always seen wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. If you've seen him stumble around without them, it's pretty obvious why he needs them. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. His helmets are modified to have lenses put in so he can actually see properly in a combat situation. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44000</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=44000"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:33:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_5_value = 21st Day, 6th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. &lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=43997</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=43997"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:32:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Garlean Infiltrator&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Name Day&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Short and slender, Fio is small for a Miqo'te male. &lt;br /&gt;
===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=43995</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=43995"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:29:15Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: &lt;/p&gt;
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| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Height &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 5'4&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_3_value = 120 ponze&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Pretty Clothing - He's got expensive tastes when it comes to clothes. A pretty dress or fine suit will grab his attention faster than most other things.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Garlean Empire - While he doesn't voice this for obvious reasons, he's a loyal soldier of the Garlean Empire. He sees them as Eorzea's saviours and the ones who can uplift the Miqo'te from their savage ways.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Men - And he's not shy about hiding it, either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Mathematics, Counting - He flat out can't do basic math, and is barely able to count higher than what he needs his hands and toes for. He's grown to dislike both of these things. He'll often try to pass them off to other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Miqo'te - In the past, he could be quoted with saying they're all 'thieves, whores, and liars', but they're growing on him. Or he just sees them as a means to an end. Could go either way.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Nunh - These are in a class all their own. While he'll refrain from voicing outright hostility most of the time, he does slip occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cooking - He loves to get behind the stove and whip up a meal that's absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Cross Dressing - Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;
::* Blade-play - There's just something about handling a blade, be it a dagger or a greatsword, that draws this man to the craft.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Other===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
::* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Annotations==&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Fio Arasgain</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=43993</id>
		<title>User:Fiona Arasgain</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Fiona_Arasgain&amp;diff=43993"/>
		<updated>2014-08-03T16:20:16Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fio Arasgain: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Infobox-character | name = Fio Arasgain | image =  | imagewidth =  | caption = | title =  | gender = Male | citizenship = Lominsan, Wolf Tribe | race = Miqo'te | clan = Seek...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
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Fio takes to combat like a fish to water. While he is generally careful not to mess up his appearance, a fight is one of the few places where he'd totally disregard that and go for the kill. His primary choice of weapons is a greatsword he uses to devastating effect. He's brought the weapon to local fighting tournaments before with mixed results. What he often keeps under wraps, however, is that his limited thaumaturgic abilities are being used to plumb the depths of forbidden knowledge to try and increase the devastation he can carry out with that blade. While fighting with his greatsword, Fio also wears a suit of medium or heavy armour, depending on the occasion. Often, the man will stow things such as his glasses, a dagger, or a flask in those crafty little pockets for whenever he needs them in a pinch. In this style, Fio will attempt to cleave his opponent in two, or shear off a limb with his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Miqo'te is also competent with a pair of daggers. When he does opt for this faster, more nimble style of combat, he'll often choose armour to match. Either leathers, cloth, or what ever he happens to be wearing that day. Could be casual clothes with a loose shirt, a fully tailored suit, combat leathers, or even a pretty dress. Without the encumbrances of metal, his fighting takes on an acrobatic approach, much like dancing or gymnastics. Fio will often use his strong, Miqo'te legs, as well as tail, to devastating effect with their help in speed, jumping height, and balance. He often goes for repetitive stab wounds, or slashes across weak points like the back of the knee. He's not averse to slitting the odd throat when approaching from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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