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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| Affiliation = Maelstrom&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Open relationship&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Teaching&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Useless people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Disrespect&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Mahi-Mahi.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Trainee   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : As far as he's concerned, this woman, while still in his life, is 'the one that got away'. She's the ideal fit for the type of woman he wants as his partner in life.. But it's simply not to be. Poor timing, combined with poor choices, certainly didn't help that. They've gone from great friends, to acquaintances.. And now back up to fairly close friends again--It's been a rough time of things, getting to the point that Anton's even had a mental breakdown over things. He realizes one thing through it all, though: She trusts him enough to leave her baby explicitly in his care for weeks at a time. While her various actions toward him have certainly worked to damage his ego, such as calling him her brother, or teasing him on the size of his manhood.. He trusts her, too. He loves her dearly, and that'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. He is now what amounts to her private chef and masseuse, and she helps fill his need to be.. Well, needed. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times. At this point, they've decided to try their hand at dating.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He's been doing his best to mend fences and be friendly with the woman, but she doesn't always make it easy. She regularly comes to him to shrug off the wear and tear of the day--Whether through alcohol, or conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, hunting down exotic beasties for parts--And in turn, he hires her for jobs regarding more magical skill.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Nalii Elakha]] : Thief. Stole several of Anton's possessions, and then tormented the man by repeatedly trying to crush his feet, pull his hair, or otherwise harm him. She then proceeded to bolt back to his home, his room, to mess with more things--Only to be stopped, tossed in the bathtub, and talked to. She promptly responded by trying to soak his bed with water, which he would have none of. She then left.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : They get at odds with each other on a regular basis, but Anton knows his score with the boss: So long as he's not abusing his station, and is working to make the company look good, he's doing okay. Gen, honestly, is one of Anton's few favorite people to be around--Constant insults or not.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : At one point, he worked for her. When she cut him loose with a lie loaded with bullshit, his respect for her went out the window--Along with his liking of her company, the Obsidian Coterie.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other. Recently, he's been helping the man put together his past, and helping him unfold his future as a trainee armorer.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Ceshiene Kahkol]] : Co-chef, or chef-in-training..? That is yet to be figured out.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Fireworksfinale2.jpg|First date: Fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| Affiliation = Maelstrom&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Open relationship&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that time, things had gotten.. Tense, when she came back. They'd since cleared up, after she ambushed him while cloudfishing for 'flap-flaps' to get him to open up. They talked things out, and things seem to be right back where they were before she left.&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. He is now what amounts to her private chef and masseuse, and she helps fill his need to be.. Well, needed. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times. At this point, they've decided to try their hand at dating.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Fireworksfinale2.jpg|First date: Fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| Affiliation = Maelstrom&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Open relationship&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&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; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. He is now what amounts to her private chef and masseuse, and she helps fill his need to be.. Well, needed. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Fireworksfinale2.jpg|First date: Fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| Affiliation = Maelstrom&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Taken!&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&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; Burnt food&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. He is now what amounts to her private chef and masseuse, and she helps fill his need to be.. Well, needed. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Fireworksfinale2.jpg|First date: Fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| Affiliation = Maelstrom&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Teaching&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Disrespect&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Relations''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Trainee   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. He is now what amounts to her private chef and masseuse, and she helps fill his need to be.. Well, needed. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Fireworksfinale2.jpg|First date: Fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: Look at all the pretty fireworks!&lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>Kiipa Nulstat</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Kiipa Nulstat&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Kiipa4.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Keepers of the Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Taken&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Scholar / Physician&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Below Average / Average&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: Solitary. Gentle. Unassuming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: This woman, once known for her reluctance to leave the city of Limsa Lominsa, has long since spread her roots and turned them into branches. No longer simply the medical assistant to those who work for the Maelstrom in Lominsa, the Miqo'te Keeper has made a place for herself among a Free Company of erstwhile mercenaries, while finding work far from the pirate city. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Though her appearance has changed, old friends and those who have seen her heal and grow can still recognize the solitary woman beneath the better tailored clothes, the healthier body, and the seemingly more open personality.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Stars.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Music.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Traveling.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Fish.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Egos.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Victims.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Falling.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Alignment: Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Rain. Reading.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Fish.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Berry Juice (Any).&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Peach.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Slightly smaller than the average Miqo'te female, Kiipa blends into a crowd with considerable ease with how little attention she calls to herself. Her body is fit despite the curves of both hips and bust, and what little skin is shown in her formal wear bears little in the way of scarring. She bears one golden eye, while the other has taken on a paler gold hue - nearly silver. Across the bridge of her nose is a noticeable scar, but it seems to have healed considerably well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Her clothing choices range from light clothing that bares her arms when in Ul'dah, to far more formal overcoats and skirts when business is to be conducted. She favors duller colors more often than not, with browns and blues making up her palette. Her lengthy hair, reaching to the small of her back in soft curls when freshly washed, has recently undergone a change from it's ashen green to a white. She is easily identified as a Keeper by her skin color - grey.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Around her throat is likely the only item that never changes - a simple black leather collar&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Kiipa's personality upon first meeting can be vastly different per person. She wears her opinions on her sleeve, and it is not hard to be on the opposite side of a devastatingly low opinion for little more than one's race. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: At her best, Kiipa is an easy-going woman with a silver tongue and a playful nature that seeks to pull even the most quiet and reclusive of person out of their shell. She is gentle and almost maternal to those that she regards as in need of protection, but those who she takes under her wing are held to a higher standard than most - it is not hard to fail to live up to her expectations, though she is kind enough not to say so.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: At her worst, she is a reclusive woman with distinct xenophobic tendencies. The ease with which she flirts at her best is instead replaced by a quick temper and a harsher tongue that easily finds the worst in a person and twists it into a weapon against any who might offend her. She loses her ability to understand and even cope with emotions, often lashing out in anger when patience is desperately needed.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Kiipa was born into a large clan hidden deep within the Shroud. Her mother was a well-known hunter who had won one of the rare males to her side as a primary lover. Not long after Kiipa's birth, her mother and father pulled from the clan during a territorial dispute with another larger clan. Little more than a toddler in the eyes of most, Kiipa learned as her mother had learned when she was but a child, and became quickly accustomed to the use of a bow and dagger, while learning of the medicinal herbs and foodstuffs that grow in the Shroud.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Not long after their initial parting, the small family came into the fold of two more that had also deviated from larger clans for their own reasons. Accepted, the trio of families bonded, with Kiipa swiftly learning how to treat skinned knees for the children to the more dire injuries that came from the adults hunting. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Her life remained tranquil, as the family grew to add two sisters a handful of years later, and a brother - much to the joy of the entire clan. Kiipa grew close to another boy within the clan, but youth for both made anything else impossible.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Due to intense trauma during and after the events of the Calamity, most of Kiipa's childhood is completely lost to her - though it's really unknown if this is by choice, or due to actual injury. Those who tended to the woman after her extraction from a collapse in Gridania were unable to pull a family name from her, and so she was granted the surname 'Nulstat' as a joke made by another patient who was recovering in the bed next to the Miqo'te woman. When that patient passed from extensive injury, Kiipa kept the surname as both a memory of his kindness, and because it fit who she had become - a woman with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: At the very least, she remembers that her family was small; two younger sisters, and the youngest brother. Her clan was composed of three families in total, each having broken off from other larger clans. Beyond that, she does not remember more than the terrifying moment of losing her grip on her sister, and the heart-breaking feeling of her brother's heartbeat slowly fading against her chest amidst the stifling and compressing collapse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: From there, her life has been a whirlwind of recovery. Moved from Gridania to Limsa Lominsa, she recovered alongside the sea in the company of Maelstrom doctors. As her healing progressed, she accompanied the medical personnel and eventually took up roles where assisting was allowed. It was in this manner that she was, for all intents and purposes, underhandedly trained in medicine. When it was discovered that she had a knack for numbers and was deemed well enough to leave the city if needed, she was sent to the Arcanist's Guild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Having traveled extensively and learned a great many things, Kiipa now exists among the Dreamers as a physician alongside other talented medical personnel, assisting in the physical and emotional well-being of those who make up the company.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Kiipa? Yeah, stays at the inn. You can usually find her at the docks, though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's got a fondness for strays. I see her feeding them when no one's lookin'.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Don't treat her like a slattern. It won't end well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I heard she picked up the name Nulstat because she can't remember her clan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Named her Carbuncles. What a silly thing, naming those creatures...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I don't think she likes the sun, much.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor dear. They had to pull her brother's corpse away from her when they were found.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has nightmares. Bad enough she has to use... well, they're bad.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She likes the rain. It hides her tears.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I like her bedside manner. She's funny, and has a way of making you feel calm. And unlike some other doctors I've been to, there was practically *zero* molestation!&amp;quot; - [[Tikka Swift]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;When the moon is full, one can hear her howl as she preys on those foolish enough to leave their houses. feasting on their flesh and bone.. and barking at the mailman..&amp;quot; - [[Gen Quickpaw]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;She is the evil empress of all things wicked. At the same time, she's one of the best women I've happened to meet. She's my best friend, and I wouldn't trade her for anything... Except maybe a nicer best friend.&amp;quot; - [[Anton Borneheld]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Family    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Areic Davrun]] : An amusing meeting in the rain developed into a friendship, and then into much more. Through his patience, Kiipa has bloomed into the woman she never thought she'd manage to become, let alone for one not of her own race. There is no longer any question in her mind where she belongs; at his side as his lover, friend, and confidante. Though he spends a great deal of time away from her, she keeps tokens from him on her person at all times - little reminders of stolen moments, and happy memories to make her eager for his return for the chance to make more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kian Daas]] : While others might question the familial relationship the two have formed, the pair themselves refuse to acknowledge that it's odd at all. Kiipa's devotion to her Hyuran brother is as unwavering as it is deep, and she associates many of the choices she makes with the very early lessons he taught her, if unknowingly. Despite a few rocky patches as any siblings are like to encounter, there is no doubt in Kiipa's mind that if she had need of him, he would be there. Likewise, there are likely very few who could claim to be more at the grumphus' side... should he ever need her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Anton Borneheld]] : Though recent times seem to have done more damage than good, Kiipa's affection for the man she considers her best friend remains unwavering no matter how he annoys her. She delights in teasing him and goes too far sometimes, but is quick to apologize with her actions, even if her words aren't used. Those who view them without knowing their friendship are easily led to believe that their relationship is actually a romance, and the pair bicker back and forth with one another that it easily feeds into such thoughts. No matter what he chooses to believe, Kiipa is only too quick to assure anyone who might ask that the man is, in fact, family and dear to 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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Erimmont Chevalier]] : There is more to the friendship than meets the eye, though it's difficult to tell precisely where things land in regards to the two. Outwardly, the two exhibit a playful dynamic that makes them seem almost like old friends, but when the crowds are gone and the pair are alone, something more akin to the relationship a father and daughter might have appears. There's no question that she cares for the man as one of her own, and she relies on him as not only a friend, but as a mentor and caretaker as well. No matter where the near-hermit may roam, she has made it clear that her door is always open if he needs a place to stay, or a hug to feel sane once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : A story of first impressions that evolve into something better, where Kiipa once believed the man to be little more than a drunk and a whore, she now sees him for the potential leader and friend that he can be. Granted, it's hard to hate a man once you've seen him panic over the birth of his child. Their odd dynamic tends to raise eyebrows, but both deny anything more than a working relationship. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Vanilla Wayfarer]] : Another brief encounter, the Seeker's attempts to cajole Kiipa into being more receptive to the attentions of others has done little on the surface, though Kiipa bears a grudging respect for the woman's efforts.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Nulstat_Quickpaw.png| Odd Friends&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png| Best Friends&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png| Feed Me&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;br /&gt;
: '''Theme Song''': [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ym1J5IAk2P4 Meg Myers - Sorry] , [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CgXbejQdlGY Within Temptation - Stand My Ground] , [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=caENELmIXvE Within Temptation - Faster] , [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49tpIMDy9BE Lindsey Stirling ft. Lzzy Hale - Shatter Me]&lt;br /&gt;
: '''TV Tropes''':&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Kiipa Nulstat</title>
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| name = Kiipa Nulstat&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Kiipa4.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Keepers of the Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Taken&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Scholar / Physician&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Below Average / Average&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: Solitary. Gentle. Unassuming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: This woman, once known for her reluctance to leave the city of Limsa Lominsa, has long since spread her roots and turned them into branches. No longer simply the medical assistant to those who work for the Maelstrom in Lominsa, the Miqo'te Keeper has made a place for herself among a Free Company of erstwhile mercenaries, while finding work far from the pirate city. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Though her appearance has changed, old friends and those who have seen her heal and grow can still recognize the solitary woman beneath the better tailored clothes, the healthier body, and the seemingly more open personality.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Stars.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Music.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Traveling.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Fish.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Egos.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Victims.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Falling.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Alignment: Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Rain. Reading.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Fish.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Berry Juice (Any).&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Peach.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Slightly smaller than the average Miqo'te female, Kiipa blends into a crowd with considerable ease with how little attention she calls to herself. Her body is fit despite the curves of both hips and bust, and what little skin is shown in her formal wear bears little in the way of scarring. She bears one golden eye, while the other has taken on a paler gold hue - nearly silver. Across the bridge of her nose is a noticeable scar, but it seems to have healed considerably well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Her clothing choices range from light clothing that bares her arms when in Ul'dah, to far more formal overcoats and skirts when business is to be conducted. She favors duller colors more often than not, with browns and blues making up her palette. Her lengthy hair, reaching to the small of her back in soft curls when freshly washed, has recently undergone a change from it's ashen green to a white. She is easily identified as a Keeper by her skin color - grey.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Around her throat is likely the only item that never changes - a simple black leather collar&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Kiipa's personality upon first meeting can be vastly different per person. She wears her opinions on her sleeve, and it is not hard to be on the opposite side of a devastatingly low opinion for little more than one's race. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: At her best, Kiipa is an easy-going woman with a silver tongue and a playful nature that seeks to pull even the most quiet and reclusive of person out of their shell. She is gentle and almost maternal to those that she regards as in need of protection, but those who she takes under her wing are held to a higher standard than most - it is not hard to fail to live up to her expectations, though she is kind enough not to say so.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: At her worst, she is a reclusive woman with distinct xenophobic tendencies. The ease with which she flirts at her best is instead replaced by a quick temper and a harsher tongue that easily finds the worst in a person and twists it into a weapon against any who might offend her. She loses her ability to understand and even cope with emotions, often lashing out in anger when patience is desperately needed.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Kiipa was born into a large clan hidden deep within the Shroud. Her mother was a well-known hunter who had won one of the rare males to her side as a primary lover. Not long after Kiipa's birth, her mother and father pulled from the clan during a territorial dispute with another larger clan. Little more than a toddler in the eyes of most, Kiipa learned as her mother had learned when she was but a child, and became quickly accustomed to the use of a bow and dagger, while learning of the medicinal herbs and foodstuffs that grow in the Shroud.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Not long after their initial parting, the small family came into the fold of two more that had also deviated from larger clans for their own reasons. Accepted, the trio of families bonded, with Kiipa swiftly learning how to treat skinned knees for the children to the more dire injuries that came from the adults hunting. &lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Her life remained tranquil, as the family grew to add two sisters a handful of years later, and a brother - much to the joy of the entire clan. Kiipa grew close to another boy within the clan, but youth for both made anything else impossible.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Due to intense trauma during and after the events of the Calamity, most of Kiipa's childhood is completely lost to her - though it's really unknown if this is by choice, or due to actual injury. Those who tended to the woman after her extraction from a collapse in Gridania were unable to pull a family name from her, and so she was granted the surname 'Nulstat' as a joke made by another patient who was recovering in the bed next to the Miqo'te woman. When that patient passed from extensive injury, Kiipa kept the surname as both a memory of his kindness, and because it fit who she had become - a woman with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: At the very least, she remembers that her family was small; two younger sisters, and the youngest brother. Her clan was composed of three families in total, each having broken off from other larger clans. Beyond that, she does not remember more than the terrifying moment of losing her grip on her sister, and the heart-breaking feeling of her brother's heartbeat slowly fading against her chest amidst the stifling and compressing collapse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: From there, her life has been a whirlwind of recovery. Moved from Gridania to Limsa Lominsa, she recovered alongside the sea in the company of Maelstrom doctors. As her healing progressed, she accompanied the medical personnel and eventually took up roles where assisting was allowed. It was in this manner that she was, for all intents and purposes, underhandedly trained in medicine. When it was discovered that she had a knack for numbers and was deemed well enough to leave the city if needed, she was sent to the Arcanist's Guild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Having traveled extensively and learned a great many things, Kiipa now exists among the Dreamers as a physician alongside other talented medical personnel, assisting in the physical and emotional well-being of those who make up the company.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Kiipa? Yeah, stays at the inn. You can usually find her at the docks, though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's got a fondness for strays. I see her feeding them when no one's lookin'.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Don't treat her like a slattern. It won't end well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I heard she picked up the name Nulstat because she can't remember her clan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Named her Carbuncles. What a silly thing, naming those creatures...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I don't think she likes the sun, much.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Poor dear. They had to pull her brother's corpse away from her when they were found.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She has nightmares. Bad enough she has to use... well, they're bad.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She likes the rain. It hides her tears.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I like her bedside manner. She's funny, and has a way of making you feel calm. And unlike some other doctors I've been to, there was practically *zero* molestation!&amp;quot; - [[Tikka Swift]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;When the moon is full, one can hear her howl as she preys on those foolish enough to leave their houses. feasting on their flesh and bone.. and barking at the mailman..&amp;quot; - [[Gen Quickpaw]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;She is the evil empress of all things wicked. At the same time, she's one of the best women I've happened to meet. She's my best friend, and I wouldn't trade her for anything... Except maybe a nicer best friend.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Family    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Areic Davrun]] : An amusing meeting in the rain developed into a friendship, and then into much more. Through his patience, Kiipa has bloomed into the woman she never thought she'd manage to become, let alone for one not of her own race. There is no longer any question in her mind where she belongs; at his side as his lover, friend, and confidante. Though he spends a great deal of time away from her, she keeps tokens from him on her person at all times - little reminders of stolen moments, and happy memories to make her eager for his return for the chance to make more.&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kian Daas]] : While others might question the familial relationship the two have formed, the pair themselves refuse to acknowledge that it's odd at all. Kiipa's devotion to her Hyuran brother is as unwavering as it is deep, and she associates many of the choices she makes with the very early lessons he taught her, if unknowingly. Despite a few rocky patches as any siblings are like to encounter, there is no doubt in Kiipa's mind that if she had need of him, he would be there. Likewise, there are likely very few who could claim to be more at the grumphus' side... should he ever need 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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Anton Borneheld]] : Though recent times seem to have done more damage than good, Kiipa's affection for the man she considers her best friend remains unwavering no matter how he annoys her. She delights in teasing him and goes too far sometimes, but is quick to apologize with her actions, even if her words aren't used. Those who view them without knowing their friendship are easily led to believe that their relationship is actually a romance, and the pair bicker back and forth with one another that it easily feeds into such thoughts. No matter what he chooses to believe, Kiipa is only too quick to assure anyone who might ask that the man is, in fact, family and dear to 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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#252a3d;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Erimmont Chevalier]] : There is more to the friendship than meets the eye, though it's difficult to tell precisely where things land in regards to the two. Outwardly, the two exhibit a playful dynamic that makes them seem almost like old friends, but when the crowds are gone and the pair are alone, something more akin to the relationship a father and daughter might have appears. There's no question that she cares for the man as one of her own, and she relies on him as not only a friend, but as a mentor and caretaker as well. No matter where the near-hermit may roam, she has made it clear that her door is always open if he needs a place to stay, or a hug to feel sane once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : A story of first impressions that evolve into something better, where Kiipa once believed the man to be little more than a drunk and a whore, she now sees him for the potential leader and friend that he can be. Granted, it's hard to hate a man once you've seen him panic over the birth of his child. Their odd dynamic tends to raise eyebrows, but both deny anything more than a working relationship. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Vanilla Wayfarer]] : Another brief encounter, the Seeker's attempts to cajole Kiipa into being more receptive to the attentions of others has done little on the surface, though Kiipa bears a grudging respect for the woman's efforts.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Nulstat_Quickpaw.png| Odd Friends&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png| Best Friends&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png| Feed Me&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;br /&gt;
: '''Theme Song''': [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ym1J5IAk2P4 Meg Myers - Sorry] , [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CgXbejQdlGY Within Temptation - Stand My Ground] , [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=caENELmIXvE Within Temptation - Faster] , [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49tpIMDy9BE Lindsey Stirling ft. Lzzy Hale - Shatter Me]&lt;br /&gt;
: '''TV Tropes''':&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Heartling</name></author>
		
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<updated>2015-08-23T04:07:26Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| Affiliation = Maelstrom&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Teaching&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&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; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. He is now what amounts to her private chef and masseuse, and she helps fill his need to be.. Well, needed. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Maelstrom&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&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; Burnt food&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. He is now what amounts to her private chef and masseuse, and she helps fill his need to be.. Well, needed. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&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; Burnt food&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his boss. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Disrespect&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his boss. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Disrespect&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.jpg|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Disrespect&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Missioncomplete.png|A successful mission, Tikka and Anton!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Gotyernose.png|Nose-fishing&lt;br /&gt;
File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg|Hello!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>File:Missioncomplete.jpg</title>
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		<updated>2015-08-22T12:58:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: &lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>File:KoolKidsKlub.jpg</title>
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		<updated>2015-08-22T12:57:31Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: Guys..! Guys, I wanna be cool, too!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Guys..! Guys, I wanna be cool, too!&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<updated>2015-08-22T12:56:46Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: Kiipa going cave-fishing with her bodyguard.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Kiipa going cave-fishing with her bodyguard.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<updated>2015-08-22T12:51:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Teaching&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Disrespect&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Other''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:Mishaantonsunrise.png|Misha and Anton's sunrise date&lt;br /&gt;
File:Kiipa_Anton.png|Besties!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Tikka the pirate, Anton the stalker!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Teaching&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Disrespect&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
File:Anton_Prey.png|Hungry Kiipa!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&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; Burnt food&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; For someone that claims years of Bismarck training, he's not been listed on their rosters.. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, chef&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Disrespect&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; He's paying way too close attention to be just a random barkeep...&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. &lt;br /&gt;
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: Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. These days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, bartender&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Lately? Snurbleberries.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, however, he's brought his formal chef training to bear, preparing masterful recipes of such crazy ingredients, ranging from across the world. Every day brings a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen. Not that anyone ever actually believes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. After a time, he learned he had quite a propensity for swinging about an axe, and as a pastime, he studied the cooks in the Bismarck. After a while, he was easily able to mimic them, and even understand why they did what they did. After a good while, though, his past caught up with him again--Even with his hair grown out, face grown older, and demeanor changed. He'd learned a different way of life, changed himself around amazingly, but still was not to be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa, he ran. They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;really&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and chef for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes, such as his best friend [[Kiipa Nulstat]], are busy. He regularly clashes with [[Gen Quickpaw]], the leader of the company.. Generally over matters of simple nature, yet unable to come to a simple conclusion. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between cooking and tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart. His love-life has remained relatively shattered from then on, progressing onto a helpless puppy love over his best friend, to constant flings with folks from around the company and his side job with the Obsidian Coterie. He thinks he's found something worth his time in one [[Sumari Polaali]].. But he's not yet certain how it'll pan out. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; He's paying way too close attention to be just a random barkeep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Relations''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : She is his primary person in life. He's not obsessed about her, as people seem to think, but he is very much in love, and is having a rather hard time dealing with it. She doesn't return the feeling in exactly the same way, but still, she makes him feel.. At home. For a while, he felt fairly betrayed that he was so close to her, and occasionally rather intimate, but yet never allowed to be as intimate as her doctor had been with her. He's.. Mostly come to terms with that never being a thing that'll happen, and though it's rather irksome, he's come to understand why: He simply cares too damn much. They'd never slept together in a sexual sense, and up until she fled from him when she found out she was pregnant, they were tied more closely together in friendship than anyone could ever really be. Now, after all that's happened, things are significantly more tense, and he constantly worries that one misstep will have her running away again--And as a result, he's constantly nervous around her. She's never really clarified things between them after the fact, only alluding to the fact that he was 'her idiot'.. Which only serves to make him feel worse about everything. He wasn't an idiot... Was he?&lt;br /&gt;
: &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; [[Sumari Polaali]] : She was his &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;boss&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;. Not only that, the sister to one of his dear friends, [[Tikka Swift]]. What was he even thinking, doing what he's done with her? It started out innocently enough. Feeding and watering the poor cat when she finally shambled out of her laboratory, late into the night. It seemed he was one of very few people that worked to make sure she actually ate, and without him around, would likely go several days without. One night, she complained about soreness, and he offered a massage while she ate and drank. That massage led them elsewhere, and these days... Well, suffice to say that he is regularly delivering food to her lab midday, and she takes her meals with him most nights, either up in the dining hall, or in the comforts of his room. She is one of the primary reasons he's still working with the Dreamers, having already thought about leaving multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first friend that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Katja Hoax]] : What was once a contract deal for no-strings-attached sex to burn off excess stress and anger has turned into an awkward friendship. Well, what might be called a friendship. She's since broken off the saucy deal because 'he deserved better'.. And after griping about it for a while, he's come to understand that she did it because of much more than that. He wants to try and make things better between them, but more often than not, unless work related, she won't come see him. Technically, she's his assistant along with Attika at the Coterie... And that's it. Like said; awkward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Attika Nianu]] : As much as Anton should call this little moon kitty his student, she's progressed to so much more. She's his friend and confidante, and his assistant in Coterie endeavours. On top of that, she's even gone as far as to jump him in the tub. Shy, stuttery Atti's grown up into a much more respectable fighter, and a lovely woman to boot--And it's only taken a handful of months.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things. Especially now that he's played with that sort of thing. Sure, she was a woman, but she did have some manly bits..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately. On top of all that, he now works with the crazy woman as his side job, cooking for the company she works with.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends. Or.. They were, anyway. After a long stretch of nothing but disrespect, he's not sure what to do with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. He... Liked the guy. He even respected him, and with the exception of one recent conversation, hasn't had much reason to dislike the man at all lately. Now..? Now, he's just another reason Anton's been debating leaving his company. Another person that doesn't trust him to do his job, another person that gives him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Emmette Stringers]] : He's not entirely sure what to make of this woman. She's his other boss, but she tends to be more friend than boss--Or boss, than friend? He tries not to think about it too much, and just does the jobs asked.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&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; [[Jeros Redd]] : Jeros. Technically? Jeros was his superior in terms of both free and grand company. Anton worked with the Maelstrom--So did Jeros, only for much longer. Same, too, with the Dreamers. Nonetheless, Jeros is helping to get the big guy back into fighting shape, after a nasty run-in with a particularly devastating voidsent. Indeed, they very much teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lune Vormold]] : Proper trainee! She came to him asking to be trained in weapons and bodyguard-work at the behest of her master. Anton simply had to oblige, as she seemed so determined--And still does. She's second to Attika in favor, as far as his students have been.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class.. Still. He's not quite sure she ever will, though he still sees her around the estate halls every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<updated>2015-07-17T21:28:31Z</updated>

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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, bartender&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and bartender for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes are busy. He's regularly at odds with the supposed leader of the group, as he thinks of it, due to the leader's passive nature of running things, with his subordinates doing the majority of the work--Anton dislikes this attitude, but deals with it in stride. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; He's paying way too close attention to be just a random barkeep...&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : Anton.. Quite honestly, has no idea what to do with this woman. When they met, her first impulse was to steal his chair out from under him, an attempt that failed hilariously. There was even a touching challenge, to which Anton ponied up to, leaving the bar only to return and slap the boisterous woman full on the rear. That was the start of their friendship--The current? They regularly sleep together, though without any sexual notions--Plenty of tension at other times, but never in bed. Bed is, most often, for sleep. He takes care of her injuries as needed, the things she tends to lapse on as a doctor, caring for everyone else but herself. He values her over pretty much anyone else, going out of his way to make sure she's taken care of when her boyfriend doesn't do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Attika Nianu]] : Anton's first newbie. She's been 100% hardcore in her efforts to become as good of an axe-hero as Anton is, doing every exercise, every challenge that he offers unto her to improve her skills. While definitely not the best fighter he's seen, she's certainly made a good climb towards it, and he can respect that quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of. Or, at least, that was his plan, before she pointed out that she's nothing more than a magic-crazed tiny ball of destruction with no recourse but to murder everything around her. Now he just wants to get her the hell out of the estate!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, bartender&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and bartender for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes are busy. He's regularly at odds with the supposed leader of the group, as he thinks of it, due to the leader's passive nature of running things, with his subordinates doing the majority of the work--Anton dislikes this attitude, but deals with it in stride. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; He's paying way too close attention to be just a random barkeep...&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : Anton.. Quite honestly, has no idea what to do with this woman. When they met, her first impulse was to steal his chair out from under him, an attempt that failed hilariously. There was even a touching challenge, to which Anton ponied up to, leaving the bar only to return and slap the boisterous woman full on the rear. That was the start of their friendship--The current? They regularly sleep together, though without any sexual notions--Plenty of tension at other times, but never in bed. Bed is, most often, for sleep. He takes care of her injuries as needed, the things she tends to lapse on as a doctor, caring for everyone else but herself. He values her over pretty much anyone else, going out of his way to make sure she's taken care of when her boyfriend doesn't do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Attika Nianu]] : Anton's first newbie. She's been 100% hardcore in her efforts to become as good of an axe-hero as Anton is, doing every exercise, every challenge that he offers unto her to improve her skills. While definitely not the best fighter he's seen, she's certainly made a good climb towards it, and he can respect that quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, bartender&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and bartender for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes are busy. He's regularly at odds with the supposed leader of the group, as he thinks of it, due to the leader's passive nature of running things, with his subordinates doing the majority of the work--Anton dislikes this attitude, but deals with it in stride. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; He's paying way too close attention to be just a random barkeep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Relations''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : Anton.. Quite honestly, has no idea what to do with this woman. When they met, her first impulse was to steal his chair out from under him, an attempt that failed hilariously. There was even a touching challenge, to which Anton ponied up to, leaving the bar only to return and slap the boisterous woman full on the rear. That was the start of their friendship--The current? They regularly sleep together, though without any sexual notions--Plenty of tension at other times, but never in bed. Bed is, most often, for sleep. He takes care of her injuries as needed, the things she tends to lapse on as a doctor, caring for everyone else but herself. He values her over pretty much anyone else, going out of his way to make sure she's taken care of when her boyfriend doesn't do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Attika Nianu]] : Anton's first newbie. She's been 100% hardcore in her efforts to become as good of an axe-hero as Anton is, doing every exercise, every challenge that he offers unto her to improve her skills. While definitely not the best fighter he's seen, she's certainly made a good climb towards it, and he can respect that quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Songs''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<updated>2015-06-26T11:34:56Z</updated>

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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, bartender&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and bartender for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes are busy. He's regularly at odds with the supposed leader of the group, as he thinks of it, due to the leader's passive nature of running things, with his subordinates doing the majority of the work--Anton dislikes this attitude, but deals with it in stride. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; He's paying way too close attention to be just a random barkeep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : Anton.. Quite honestly, has no idea what to do with this woman. When they met, her first impulse was to steal his chair out from under him, an attempt that failed hilariously. There was even a touching challenge, to which Anton ponied up to, leaving the bar only to return and slap the boisterous woman full on the rear. That was the start of their friendship--The current? They regularly sleep together, though without any sexual notions--Plenty of tension at other times, but never in bed. Bed is, most often, for sleep. He takes care of her injuries as needed, the things she tends to lapse on as a doctor, caring for everyone else but herself. He values her over pretty much anyone else, going out of his way to make sure she's taken care of when her boyfriend doesn't do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Attika Nianu]] : Anton's first newbie. She's been 100% hardcore in her efforts to become as good of an axe-hero as Anton is, doing every exercise, every challenge that he offers unto her to improve her skills. While definitely not the best fighter he's seen, she's certainly made a good climb towards it, and he can respect that quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: '''Theme Song''': [https://youtu.be/6qB9AvpMMTE Sick Puppies - War] , [https://youtu.be/c3o8-bcfFvE One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker] , [https://youtu.be/HtKmjBalJ2E Avenged Sevenfold - Hail to the King] , [https://youtu.be/j5-yKhDd64s Eminem - Not Afraid]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 27&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, bartender&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&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; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and bartender for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes are busy. He's regularly at odds with the supposed leader of the group, as he thinks of it, due to the leader's passive nature of running things, with his subordinates doing the majority of the work--Anton dislikes this attitude, but deals with it in stride. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; He's paying way too close attention to be just a random barkeep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Trainee   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : Anton.. Quite honestly, has no idea what to do with this woman. When they met, her first impulse was to steal his chair out from under him, an attempt that failed hilariously. There was even a touching challenge, to which Anton ponied up to, leaving the bar only to return and slap the boisterous woman full on the rear. That was the start of their friendship--The current? They regularly sleep together, though without any sexual notions--Plenty of tension at other times, but never in bed. Bed is, most often, for sleep. He takes care of her injuries as needed, the things she tends to lapse on as a doctor, caring for everyone else but herself. He values her over pretty much anyone else, going out of his way to make sure she's taken care of when her boyfriend doesn't do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Attika Nianu]] : Anton's first newbie. She's been 100% hardcore in her efforts to become as good of an axe-hero as Anton is, doing every exercise, every challenge that he offers unto her to improve her skills. While definitely not the best fighter he's seen, she's certainly made a good climb towards it, and he can respect that quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, bartender&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
This is the place where basic information goes about Anton. Problem is, that 'basic information' is scattered all about that page instead. ENJOY.&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&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; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and bartender for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes are busy. He's regularly at odds with the supposed leader of the group, as he thinks of it, due to the leader's passive nature of running things, with his subordinates doing the majority of the work--Anton dislikes this attitude, but deals with it in stride. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; He's paying way too close attention to be just a random barkeep...&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : Anton.. Quite honestly, has no idea what to do with this woman. When they met, her first impulse was to steal his chair out from under him, an attempt that failed hilariously. There was even a touching challenge, to which Anton ponied up to, leaving the bar only to return and slap the boisterous woman full on the rear. That was the start of their friendship--The current? They regularly sleep together, though without any sexual notions--Plenty of tension at other times, but never in bed. Bed is, most often, for sleep. He takes care of her injuries as needed, the things she tends to lapse on as a doctor, caring for everyone else but herself. He values her over pretty much anyone else, going out of his way to make sure she's taken care of when her boyfriend doesn't do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Attika Nianu]] : Anton's first newbie. She's been 100% hardcore in her efforts to become as good of an axe-hero as Anton is, doing every exercise, every challenge that he offers unto her to improve her skills. While definitely not the best fighter he's seen, she's certainly made a good climb towards it, and he can respect that quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Boom-magic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer, bartender&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having found that, now he's simply just trying to find his better half. Or himself. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Teaching&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pointlessly bold people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Other''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk. Big fan of Dragonsbreath.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Anything large, even improvised. Axes, greatswords, spears, rotten flooring, tree branches..&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with deceptively thick armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the months since his return, he's come across a wide variety of people, each making him realize different traits about himself. With some, he's incredibly protective, to the point that he'll even threaten loved ones of the person he's protecting. With others, he's endlessly tricksy, flowing from one lie to the next, but never serious. When it comes to prospective recruits to the Dreamers, he tends to make them a drink, tailored specifically to their style, and pick their brain for a while--All while under the guise of telling them more about the estate and it's occupants.&lt;br /&gt;
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In everything, he always has an ulterior motive, which tends to be his own survival. He gathers information like a normal person would gather flowers, to bargain with as needed to ensure his place should anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Parents were Ul'dahn merchants, assumedly shady due to an early death, or perhaps simply victim of a robbery gone wrong. Few friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Most unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Anton is now a proud member of the Radical Dreamers, after being found by the single friend who remembered him: [[Tikka Swift]]. A name that assuredly makes not a lick of sense to him, but he doesn't particularly care--He has friends here. He has family here. He works as a melee instructor and bartender for the most part, occasionally playing nursemaid to those with only superficial wounds when the true medical heroes are busy. He's regularly at odds with the supposed leader of the group, as he thinks of it, due to the leader's passive nature of running things, with his subordinates doing the majority of the work--Anton dislikes this attitude, but deals with it in stride. One minor facet that he enjoys, though not an official position, is his job of wrangling the new folks in for a drink and an introduction. Between tending bar, treating wounds, and teaching, he's a regular in most walks of the estate life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shortly after returning from the wilds, he managed to gather himself up a girlfriend. This, unfortunately, didn't last nearly as long as anyone was hoping--Even bystanders had high hopes for the two, [[Misha Jinhri]] and Anton, but after only a month, Misha left on a quest of soul-searching, to find herself. When she came back, things had changed... And the two, while remaining pleasant friends, were no longer a couple as a result of the findings of that journey, and the time apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; He's paying way too close attention to be just a random barkeep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Relations''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Trainee   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiipa Nulstat]] : Anton.. Quite honestly, has no idea what to do with this woman. When they met, her first impulse was to steal his chair out from under him, an attempt that failed hilariously. There was even a touching challenge, to which Anton ponied up to, leaving the bar only to return and slap the boisterous woman full on the rear. That was the start of their friendship--The current? They regularly sleep together, though without any sexual notions--Plenty of tension at other times, but never in bed. Bed is, most often, for sleep. He takes care of her injuries as needed, the things she tends to lapse on as a doctor, caring for everyone else but herself. He values her over pretty much anyone else, going out of his way to make sure she's taken care of when her boyfriend doesn't do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple. It didn't work out, but the two are still friends.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best. He's since realized that she'd not been as clear with her age, and was in fact quite older--And now has no idea at all what to think, aside from the fact that she's mostly machine and now has two babies.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there. If Anton had a male best friend, it was this guy. Who knows, maybe some day he'll dabble in the manlier side of things.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars. Of course, this became quite a bit more clear when he realized that the woman was, in fact, an Ishgardian Astrologian--A star-mancer-mage-wizard. He's got quite a bit of respect for the girl, and what she's been able to pull off, lately.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Felix Cyprus]] : One of the first people he met in the Dreamers. A stoic guardsman, now turned.. Stoic fistfighter? He wasn't sure what to make of the tall, dark, and lovely man at times, but he did try to call the man a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Attika Nianu]] : Anton's first newbie. She's been 100% hardcore in her efforts to become as good of an axe-hero as Anton is, doing every exercise, every challenge that he offers unto her to improve her skills. While definitely not the best fighter he's seen, she's certainly made a good climb towards it, and he can respect that quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jainus Darkblade]] : Newbie. Asked to be trained in the art of axe-murdering. Has yet to show up for class. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;▼&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kakana Kana]] : Axe-slinging berserker turned greatsword-artist. He's currently training her in discipline, to try and slow the rampage potential that she's capable of.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxkiipa1.png|Anton and Kiipa&lt;br /&gt;
File:Antonxtikka1.png|Anton and Tikka&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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| name = Misha Jinhri&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Misgapic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 250&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = Seeking Opportunities&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 23&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Alignment&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = [http://easydamus.com/chaoticgood.html Chaotic Good]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5 fulms 3 ilms&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Guardian &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [[File:Azeyma_Icon.png|20px]] [[Azeyma, the Warden]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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(A WIP... Until I stop being lazy and finish my Wiki page. ;-;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Fairly new to the city of Ul’dah (August, 2014), Misha has already started to settle in and explore what opportunities await for her there. As well as trying to stay out of ‘too’ much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#47B5B5;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#FFFFFF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===Overview===&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Build:''' Lean, toned, curvy&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Height:''' 5'3&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Weight:''' 110&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Hair Color:''' Orange/Copper&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Hair Style:''' Bushy, unruly, fluffy, short&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Eye Color:''' Emerald&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Skintone:''' Tan&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Features:''' Tiger-stripe type markings on face&lt;br /&gt;
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===Face and Hair===&lt;br /&gt;
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One of the first things people would notice right away about Misha is her bright orange and unruly hair. The only thing keeping it somewhat tamed is a simple hairband. Her hair looks clean and healthy, along with no apparent tangles, but it is very thick and wild, similar to a lion's mane. Rarely she will attempt to battle against the beast of hair and use as much styling gel as she can to put it in an elegant hairstyle. However, this usually doesn't last long, and the monster of strands manages to rage once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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For years she kept her hair very short and dyed it burgundy for a reason she keeps secret. However, after a few months upon her arrival to Ul'dah, she stopped dying it and let it begin to grow out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Misha's face isn't anything terribly remarkable. It's slightly rounded, giving her a slightly playful and youthful look. Her almond-shaped eyes are large and intense, with irises that are bright emerald green in color. Being a Seeker, her pupils are slitted, only making the color of her eyes more vibrant. Thick black lashes outline her eyes, and perched not too high above them are small and thin eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;
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A small, upturned nose rests right above her plump lips, which are often either smiling of giving a sly grin. &lt;br /&gt;
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The only distinct feature left about her are the tiger-like markings (or face paint/tattoos) that cover a good portion of her face. They're not not too dark in color, but still rather noticeable. These only add to the overall wild and fierce appearance of her, though the rounded face detracts a bit from that.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Body===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the shorter side, she stands at five fulms and three ilms (five feet and three inches), being a slightly lower than average height for her gender and race.&lt;br /&gt;
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Misha is not a fragile or dainty lady. Her curvaceous figure is lean and toned, being a bit more &amp;quot;pear shaped&amp;quot; with wide hips and long, strong looking legs. Her upper body is more slim, less muscle in her arms, but overall she does look very fit.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having lived in the desert all her life, her skin is sunkissed and tan, and has small scars across her form - though nothing too noticeable or severe, along with hands that are somewhat calloused. Her tail is a bit on the longer side for a Seeker, thick but with short fur. It's often seen swishing about when moving, helping with balance and coordination. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Armor, Outfits, Gear===&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Good Traits:''' &lt;br /&gt;
Outgoing, Friendly, Confident, Optimistic, Clever, Tenacious&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Neutral Traits:'''&lt;br /&gt;
Very Curious, Short Attention Span, Goofy&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Bad Traits:'''&lt;br /&gt;
Short Temper, Opinionated, Nosy, Loud, Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;
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Misha is a very personable and outgoing young woman, a social butterfly. She is almost always friendly, unless someone decides to taunt or insult her, then her short temper may cause her to snap at someone. Although she tries to be kind, she also is very blunt and straightforward, which tends to make her be or seem opinionated and/or rude with certain remarks or situations. But she does mean well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some may call her a trouble maker, but she corrects this term and instead says she's a trouble finder. This is usually because she is a very curious (and sometimes nosy) individual. This usually ends up with her being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and more often than not has her dealing with all sorts of trouble. Good thing she also claims to be talented at getting out of trouble as well. Which has worked for her well!... So far.&lt;br /&gt;
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This feisty woman seems to almost always be bursting with energy, and is often seen on her feet and being active in one way or another. Most of the time she's seen either socializing, working, or off fighting. She loves a good spar, and often tries to challenge herself in fighting competitions, saying she enjoys meeting new people, improving her skills, and always looking for a way to make some extra gil.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although she works a lot and tries to find ways to make gil, she is not a greedy person. She has plenty of morals she stands by, and is often offering or seeking ways to help others. Whenever a situation presents itself, she does her best to do the right thing. Even if she makes a mistake, she tries her best to make up for it, even if that means swallowing her pride and apologizing.&lt;br /&gt;
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She seems to take some offense when others treat her as if she were weak or try to act as if she were below them. She often hides any insecurities she has, which is why she may appear to be smiling and happy all the time, not wanting anyone else to see her in a vulnerable state.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#47B5B5;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#FFFFFF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Combat&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Strengths:&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Speed''':  WIP&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Agility''':  WIP&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Lower Body Strength''':  WIP&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Weaknesses:&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Magic''':  WIP&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Upper Body Strength''': WIP&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#47B5B5;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#FFFFFF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tendencies&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #FF9933;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Socializing, Making Friends&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sweets, Free Food and Drink(ing)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Dancing, Singing&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Smartassery, Goofing Around, Teasing&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Hair Ruffling, Hugs&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Cute Things (Lalafells, Babies, Baby Animals, etc)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sunny Days, Nature, Waterfalls&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Adventure, Physical Activities&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background:#FF9966;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Bullying&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Male Dominance (I.E. Overly Dominant Nunhs)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Hair Brushes (and Brushing)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Tail Pulling&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Being Treated Like a Damsel/Delicate Flower&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Being 'Figuratively' Looked Down Upon&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Feeling (especially showing her) Weakness or Vulnerability&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Holier-Than-Thou Attitudes &lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background:#FF9999;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hobbies/Talents&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9999;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Acrobatics&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9999;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Martial Arts&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9999;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Getting Into Trouble&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9999;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Getting Out of Trouble&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9999;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Acting/Theatrics&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9999;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Singing/Dancing&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background:#FF99CC;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Favorites&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favourite Food/Drink''': The &amp;quot;Pink Thing Drink&amp;quot;... With a Tiny Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favourite Place''': Costa Del Sol - Other Areas with Beaches or Waterfalls&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favorite Weather''': Clear and Sunny OR Stormy&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favorite Season''': Spring&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favorite Color''': Greens&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favorite Scents''': Strawberries, Seawater, Steak, Flowers&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#47B5B5;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#FFFFFF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;History&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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WIP&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;That girl needs to learn when to shut up.&amp;quot; - Negative Nancy &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I don't buy it. She can't be that happy all the time. She's probably faking it.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;See her at the Grindstone fighting competition every Saturday. Not sure if she likes a good fight, needs the gil, or just wants to get hurt.&amp;quot; - Clueless Carl  &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's a good and kind young lady. Always offerin' to help or comfort others.&amp;quot; - Gracious Gramps&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She seems to have a knack for getting into trouble. I heard she was on the Blades wanted list once!&amp;quot; - Bored Bob the Botanist&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I saw her assist leadin' a group of soldiers or mercs or somethin'. Seems they were on a rescue mission, attackin' a cult group who had captured some women! Seems ta' me she could make a fine leader someday.&amp;quot; - Daydreamer Debby&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Misha? Seen her around, don't know her personally... But she does look vaguely like a gal I knew back in my tribe. Ran off after attackin' our Nunh.&amp;quot; - Miqo'te of the Coeurl Tribe.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;That can't be her real name. Misha Jinhri sounds like a Keeper name... She's obviously a Seeker.&amp;quot; - Captain Obvious.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Mish is a truly kind person and went out of her way, and through great danger to herself, to help me be free. She is dear to me and this one shall see any whom would harm her enter Nald'thal's realm before their time.&amp;quot; - [[Atrium Crow]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's like an unpolished gemstone. Definitely a little more rough than what you'd expect, but quite a find if you can see past it.&amp;quot; - [[Franz Renatus]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;She loves to talk about anything and everything.  The city is almost quiet when she is away.&amp;quot; - [[Coatleque Crofte]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She helped me through more than one rough spot, with nothing to gain from it. She's one of the closest friends I have, you hurt her, I break you.&amp;quot; - [[Gen Quickpaw]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She likes games. Like, drinking games and stuff especially. ...Except her games don't usually end with people being on fire. ...Um, neither do mine. BecauseSHUTUP!&amp;quot; - [[Tikka Swift]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Dibs. No, really. Dibs.&amp;quot; [[Anton Borneheld]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;   &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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; [[Anton Borneheld]]  &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[O'rahn Kevelan]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Raik Samil]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Roger Holmes]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lydix Notki]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Val Nunh]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Juno Iskandi]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Flynt Knoltros]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Nananomi Nomi]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[X'elo Maimhov]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[J'tehn Tia]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Ha'uruh Nunh]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Whran'a Mhakaracca]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lyveen Kryshnyv]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Verad Bellveil]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Warren Castille]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Giganziel Talres]] &lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#47B5B5;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#FFFFFF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;RPC Connections&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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You might know/know of Misha if...&lt;br /&gt;
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-You frequent the weekly Grindstone event.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Go to the Quicksand often.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Are a Seeker Miqo'te of the Coeurl Tribe (more so one of the branched tribes)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#47B5B5;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#FFFFFF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Contact&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm always up to RP with anyone! So if you're interested in that, just contact me in game, or just walk up to me IC and start RPing!&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/member.php?action=profile&amp;amp;uid=4469 FFXIV-Roleplayers Forums: Geneticdork]&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://geneticdork.tumblr.com Main Tumblr]&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://pixipel.tumblr.com Art Tumblr]&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 1ad53d7f63be5f878d7f19f699a1d87e.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = TAKEN, BITCHES&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Axe. Axes are good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with odd-looking armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:A member of the.. Radical Dreamers. Yes. Bunch o' crazy folks. On his return to civilization, he did nothing but wait around at the Quicksand in Ul'dah. Surprisingly, on one such day, he managed to find a friend of his, one [[Tikka Swift]]. In between sprints off into who-knows-where, he managed to get out of her the idea that she was part of a company, and that he should join. So, that's... That's what he does now. Be it jumping off balconies to deliver food, axing questions to who knows how many people, or being pelted with tear gas for no reason other than looking like a bandit, he was a part of this crazy band of misfits.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Relations''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Misha Jinhri</title>
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Misha Jinhri&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Misgapic.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 250&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = Seeking Opportunities&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 23&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Alignment&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = [http://easydamus.com/chaoticgood.html Chaotic Good]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5 fulms 3 ilms&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Guardian &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [[File:Azeyma_Icon.png|20px]] [[Azeyma, the Warden]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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(A WIP... Until I stop being lazy and finish my Wiki page. ;-;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Fairly new to the city of Ul’dah (August, 2014), Misha has already started to settle in and explore what opportunities await for her there. As well as trying to stay out of ‘too’ much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Overview===&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Build:''' Lean, toned, curvy&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Hair Color:''' Orange/Copper&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Eye Color:''' Emerald&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Skintone:''' Tan&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#174038;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Features:''' Tiger-stripe type markings on face&lt;br /&gt;
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===Face and Hair===&lt;br /&gt;
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One of the first things people would notice right away about Misha is her bright orange and unruly hair. The only thing keeping it somewhat tamed is a simple hairband. Her hair looks clean and healthy, along with no apparent tangles, but it is very thick and wild, similar to a lion's mane. Rarely she will attempt to battle against the beast of hair and use as much styling gel as she can to put it in an elegant hairstyle. However, this usually doesn't last long, and the monster of strands manages to rage once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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For years she kept her hair very short and dyed it burgundy for a reason she keeps secret. However, after a few months upon her arrival to Ul'dah, she stopped dying it and let it begin to grow out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Misha's face isn't anything terribly remarkable. It's slightly rounded, giving her a slightly playful and youthful look. Her almond-shaped eyes are large and intense, with irises that are bright emerald green in color. Being a Seeker, her pupils are slitted, only making the color of her eyes more vibrant. Thick black lashes outline her eyes, and perched not too high above them are small and thin eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;
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A small, upturned nose rests right above her plump lips, which are often either smiling of giving a sly grin. &lt;br /&gt;
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The only distinct feature left about her are the tiger-like markings (or face paint/tattoos) that cover a good portion of her face. They're not not too dark in color, but still rather noticeable. These only add to the overall wild and fierce appearance of her, though the rounded face detracts a bit from that.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Body===&lt;br /&gt;
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On the shorter side, she stands at five fulms and three ilms (five feet and three inches), being a slightly lower than average height for her gender and race.&lt;br /&gt;
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Misha is not a fragile or dainty lady. Her curvaceous figure is lean and toned, being a bit more &amp;quot;pear shaped&amp;quot; with wide hips and long, strong looking legs. Her upper body is more slim, less muscle in her arms, but overall she does look very fit.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having lived in the desert all her life, her skin is sunkissed and tan, and has small scars across her form - though nothing too noticeable or severe, along with hands that are somewhat calloused. Her tail is a bit on the longer side for a Seeker, thick but with short fur. It's often seen swishing about when moving, helping with balance and coordination. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Armor, Outfits, Gear===&lt;br /&gt;
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WIP&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Good Traits:''' &lt;br /&gt;
Outgoing, Friendly, Confident, Optimistic, Clever, Tenacious&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Neutral Traits:'''&lt;br /&gt;
Very Curious, Short Attention Span, Goofy&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Bad Traits:'''&lt;br /&gt;
Short Temper, Opinionated, Nosy, Loud, Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;
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Misha is a very personable and outgoing young woman, a social butterfly. She is almost always friendly, unless someone decides to taunt or insult her, then her short temper may cause her to snap at someone. Although she tries to be kind, she also is very blunt and straightforward, which tends to make her be or seem opinionated and/or rude with certain remarks or situations. But she does mean well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some may call her a trouble maker, but she corrects this term and instead says she's a trouble finder. This is usually because she is a very curious (and sometimes nosy) individual. This usually ends up with her being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and more often than not has her dealing with all sorts of trouble. Good thing she also claims to be talented at getting out of trouble as well. Which has worked for her well!... So far.&lt;br /&gt;
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This feisty woman seems to almost always be bursting with energy, and is often seen on her feet and being active in one way or another. Most of the time she's seen either socializing, working, or off fighting. She loves a good spar, and often tries to challenge herself in fighting competitions, saying she enjoys meeting new people, improving her skills, and always looking for a way to make some extra gil.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although she works a lot and tries to find ways to make gil, she is not a greedy person. She has plenty of morals she stands by, and is often offering or seeking ways to help others. Whenever a situation presents itself, she does her best to do the right thing. Even if she makes a mistake, she tries her best to make up for it, even if that means swallowing her pride and apologizing.&lt;br /&gt;
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She seems to take some offense when others treat her as if she were weak or try to act as if she were below them. She often hides any insecurities she has, which is why she may appear to be smiling and happy all the time, not wanting anyone else to see her in a vulnerable state.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Strengths:&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Speed''':  WIP&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Agility''':  WIP&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Lower Body Strength''':  WIP&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Weaknesses:&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Magic''':  WIP&lt;br /&gt;
::* '''Upper Body Strength''': WIP&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #FF9933;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Socializing, Making Friends&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Dancing, Singing&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Smartassery, Goofing Around, Teasing&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Hair Ruffling, Hugs&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Cute Things (Lalafells, Babies, Baby Animals, etc)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9933;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sunny Days, Nature, Waterfalls&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background:#FF9966;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Bullying&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Male Dominance (I.E. Overly Dominant Nunhs)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Hair Brushes (and Brushing)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Tail Pulling&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Being Treated Like a Damsel/Delicate Flower&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Being 'Figuratively' Looked Down Upon&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Feeling (especially showing her) Weakness or Vulnerability&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9966;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Holier-Than-Thou Attitudes &lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background:#FF9999;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hobbies/Talents&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF9999;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Acrobatics&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background:#FF99CC;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Favorites&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favourite Food/Drink''': The &amp;quot;Pink Thing Drink&amp;quot;... With a Tiny Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favourite Place''': Costa Del Sol - Other Areas with Beaches or Waterfalls&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favorite Weather''': Clear and Sunny OR Stormy&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favorite Season''': Spring&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favorite Color''': Greens&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF99CC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favorite Scents''': Strawberries, Seawater, Steak, Flowers&lt;br /&gt;
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(Just a short blurb to clear some things up, retconned some things, will get to some other history later) Since her arrival to Ul'dah, Misha has been in two relationships that have since split apart, both with Seeker Tias. She remains friends with both them to this day. She has never been Eternally Bonded, though was proposed to by the last Tia. They realized they had some differences and mutually split apart. She's currently in a relationship with a Midlander, Anton, which is a new and different for her, but she's enjoying her time with him and the two seemed to click immediately. &lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;That girl needs to learn when to shut up.&amp;quot; - Negative Nancy &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I don't buy it. She can't be that happy all the time. She's probably faking it.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;See her at the Grindstone fighting competition every Saturday. Not sure if she likes a good fight, needs the gil, or just wants to get hurt.&amp;quot; - Clueless Carl  &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's a good and kind young lady. Always offerin' to help or comfort others.&amp;quot; - Gracious Gramps&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She seems to have a knack for getting into trouble. I heard she was on the Blades wanted list once!&amp;quot; - Bored Bob the Botanist&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I saw her assist leadin' a group of soldiers or mercs or somethin'. Seems they were on a rescue mission, attackin' a cult group who had captured some women! Seems ta' me she could make a fine leader someday.&amp;quot; - Daydreamer Debby&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Misha? Seen her around, don't know her personally... But she does look vaguely like a gal I knew back in my tribe. Ran off after attackin' our Nunh.&amp;quot; - Miqo'te of the Coeurl Tribe.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;That can't be her real name. Misha Jinhri sounds like a Keeper name... She's obviously a Seeker.&amp;quot; - Captain Obvious.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Mish is a truly kind person and went out of her way, and through great danger to herself, to help me be free. She is dear to me and this one shall see any whom would harm her enter Nald'thal's realm before their time.&amp;quot; - [[Atrium Crow]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's like an unpolished gemstone. Definitely a little more rough than what you'd expect, but quite a find if you can see past it.&amp;quot; - [[Franz Renatus]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;She loves to talk about anything and everything.  The city is almost quiet when she is away.&amp;quot; - [[Coatleque Crofte]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She helped me through more than one rough spot, with nothing to gain from it. She's one of the closest friends I have, you hurt her, I break you.&amp;quot; - [[Gen Quickpaw]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She likes games. Like, drinking games and stuff especially. ...Except her games don't usually end with people being on fire. ...Um, neither do mine. BecauseSHUTUP!&amp;quot; - [[Tikka Swift]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Dibs. No, really. Dibs.&amp;quot; [[Anton Borneheld]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;   &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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; [[Anton Borneheld]]  &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[O'rahn Kevelan]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Raik Samil]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Roger Holmes]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lydix Notki]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Val Nunh]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[J'tehn Tia]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Ha'uruh Nunh]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Whran'a Mhakaracca]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lyveen Kryshnyv]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Verad Bellveil]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Warren Castille]] &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Giganziel Talres]] &lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#47B5B5;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#FFFFFF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RPC Connections&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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You might know/know of Misha if...&lt;br /&gt;
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-You frequent the weekly Grindstone event.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Go to the Quicksand often.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Are a Seeker Miqo'te of the Coeurl Tribe (more so one of the branched tribes)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding-left:20px;padding-top:6px;height:30px;background:#47B5B5;  font-size:20px;  font-family:Georgia;  color:#FFFFFF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Contact&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm always up to RP with anyone! So if you're interested in that, just contact me in game, or just walk up to me IC and start RPing!&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/member.php?action=profile&amp;amp;uid=4469 FFXIV-Roleplayers Forums: Geneticdork]&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://geneticdork.tumblr.com Main Tumblr]&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://pixipel.tumblr.com Art Tumblr]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Anton_Borneheld&amp;diff=86662</id>
		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-19T03:56:48Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: &lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 1ad53d7f63be5f878d7f19f699a1d87e.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&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; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Axe. Axes are good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with odd-looking armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:A member of the.. Radical Dreamers. Yes. Bunch o' crazy folks. On his return to civilization, he did nothing but wait around at the Quicksand in Ul'dah. Surprisingly, on one such day, he managed to find a friend of his, one [[Tikka Swift]]. In between sprints off into who-knows-where, he managed to get out of her the idea that she was part of a company, and that he should join. So, that's... That's what he does now. Be it jumping off balconies to deliver food, axing questions to who knows how many people, or being pelted with tear gas for no reason other than looking like a bandit, he was a part of this crazy band of misfits.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Relations''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:560b44eb42a4fdda2c9980b36ace15b3.png|Anton and Misha&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 1ad53d7f63be5f878d7f19f699a1d87e.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Other''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Axe. Axes are good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with odd-looking armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:A member of the.. Radical Dreamers. Yes. Bunch o' crazy folks. On his return to civilization, he did nothing but wait around at the Quicksand in Ul'dah. Surprisingly, on one such day, he managed to find a friend of his, one [[Tikka Swift]]. In between sprints off into who-knows-where, he managed to get out of her the idea that she was part of a company, and that he should join. So, that's... That's what he does now. Be it jumping off balconies to deliver food, axing questions to who knows how many people, or being pelted with tear gas for no reason other than looking like a bandit, he was a part of this crazy band of misfits.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Relations''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Misha, Misha, Misha. They met as a result of Tikka jumping off a balcony and Anton following her, but they hit it off easily. And, with Leif dodging out of getting a drink with the three of them, they realized that they clicked fairly well... So, they went on a date. And then another one. And decided that, regardless of how fast they were or weren't going, they'd try their hand at being a couple.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid. In another life, you know, if Anton liked men that way--There'd probably be something there.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other. She seems fair convinced that she's a zombie, but he's not convinced--He does know, however, that she /really/ likes watching the stars.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Things.png|Stuff&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-13T08:21:39Z</updated>

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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 1ad53d7f63be5f878d7f19f699a1d87e.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Other''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Axe. Axes are good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with odd-looking armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:A member of the.. Radical Dreamers. Yes. Bunch o' crazy folks. On his return to civilization, he did nothing but wait around at the Quicksand in Ul'dah. Surprisingly, on one such day, he managed to find a friend of his, one [[Tikka Swift]]. In between sprints off into who-knows-where, he managed to get out of her the idea that she was part of a company, and that he should join. So, that's... That's what he does now. Be it jumping off balconies to deliver food, axing questions to who knows how many people, or being pelted with tear gas for no reason other than looking like a bandit, he was a part of this crazy band of misfits.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Relations''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Oh dear. Misha. Met her at the ball that one night, after following Tikka off a balcony. They hit it off immediately, and the following night went on a date--Followed by another date the night after. A prospective relationship in the making? Anton certainly seems to think so, and has already made it obvious that he'll not have anyone messing with her, especially not&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Things.png|Stuff&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-13T07:09:01Z</updated>

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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 1ad53d7f63be5f878d7f19f699a1d87e.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Other''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Axe. Axes are good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with odd-looking armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:A member of the.. Radical Dreamers. Yes. Bunch o' crazy folks. On his return to civilization, he did nothing but wait around at the Quicksand in Ul'dah. Surprisingly, on one such day, he managed to find a friend of his, one [[Tikka Swift]]. In between sprints off into who-knows-where, he managed to get out of her the idea that she was part of a company, and that he should join. So, that's... That's what he does now. Be it jumping off balconies to deliver food, axing questions to who knows how many people, or being pelted with tear gas for no reason other than looking like a bandit, he was a part of this crazy band of misfits.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Relations''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Oh dear. Misha. Met her at the ball that one night, after following Tikka off a balcony. They hit it off immediately, and the following night went on a date--Followed by another date the night after. A prospective relationship in the making? Anton certainly seems to think so, and has already made it obvious that he'll not have anyone messing with her, especially not&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Swiftpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Things.png|Stuff&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-13T07:03:18Z</updated>

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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 1ad53d7f63be5f878d7f19f699a1d87e.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Other''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Axe. Axes are good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with odd-looking armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:A member of the.. Radical Dreamers. Yes. Bunch o' crazy folks. On his return to civilization, he did nothing but wait around at the Quicksand in Ul'dah. Surprisingly, on one such day, he managed to find a friend of his, one [[Tikka Swift]]. In between sprints off into who-knows-where, he managed to get out of her the idea that she was part of a company, and that he should join. So, that's... That's what he does now. Be it jumping off balconies to deliver food, axing questions to who knows how many people, or being pelted with tear gas for no reason other than looking like a bandit, he was a part of this crazy band of misfits.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He has a mustache, and everyone knows that mustaches mean you're evil. I keep waiting for his sinister plot to unfold, so that I can be there with a smug 'I told you so.' Well, unless his sinister plot involves blowing up Eorzea. ...Gosh, do you think his sinister plot involves blowing up all of Eorzea?&amp;quot; -Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;At first I thought he was a 'little' on the crazy side. But after getting to know him I saw what such a kind and mature man he was. I'm really happy ta' have met him... And, ya' know, just puttin' it out there, but he's really handsome too!&amp;quot; - [[Misha Jinhri]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her. He'd thought to try and start a relationship with her, but after learning all that he has... He's just not sure if he can. Especially since she seems so young. Probably for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Oh dear. Misha. Met her at the ball that one night, after following Tikka off a balcony. They hit it off immediately, and the following night went on a date--Followed by another date the night after. A prospective relationship in the making? Anton certainly seems to think so, and has already made it obvious that he'll not have anyone messing with her, especially not&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Swiftpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Things.png|Stuff&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Tikka Swift</title>
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Tikka_-_tikkabow.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 250&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Undocumented&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker/Keeper half-breed&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 17&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Street performer/thief&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'2&amp;quot;/110 lbs&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Bisexual&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Relatives&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = &amp;lt;ul&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Hanji'a Kiraja (Father, deceased)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;L'tarra Khoran (Mother, deceased)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;[[Pyha'to Polaali]] (Half-brother)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;[[Sumari Polaali]] (Half-sister)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Tarra Swiftpaw (daughter)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/ul&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Tikka Swift''', sometimes known as &amp;quot;Tabitha Emberfury&amp;quot;, sometimes known as &amp;quot;Princess&amp;quot;, sometimes known as &amp;quot;Hey, you, stop burning things!&amp;quot; is a miqo'te thief and street rat who has no current permanent place of residence. During the day, she can often be found on the streets of Ul'dah, performing elaborate feats of stage magic and acrobatics in order to draw crowds of marks to make for easy pickpocketing. At night, she plies her trade across the rooftops of the city, testing her lockpicking, safecracking, and trapfinding skills out in the homes of various unsuspecting noblemen. It has recently been discovered that her birth name is L'anya Kharja. Given that she's also learned that L'Kharja Nunh is not only NOT her real father, but he's the one who murdered her family, Tikka has decided that her *real* birth name is L'anya Polaali. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Chocoberries (Chocolate covered strawberries)&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Things that explode&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &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;■ Mean people&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ SHARKS!&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &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;■ BUGS!!!!&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Finding an uncrackable safe&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&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;■ Fences who try to lowball her on her score&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Alignment: Chaotic neutral&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Thievery, drinking, sex, gambling, eating pure sugar cubes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Chocolate covered strawberries&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Zombie! (1 oz dark rum, 1 oz amber rum, 1 oz white rum, 1/2 oz cherry brandy, 1/2 oz apricot brandy, mix with equal parts pineapple and orange juice in a tall glass.)&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: CANDY&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Throwing knives&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Warm to hot&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Hobbies: Trolling people, conning people out of coin, performing stage magic, collecting shiny things (and treasure!)&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Special skills: Acrobatics, Lockpicking, safecracking, trapfinding/disarming, sleight of hand, cheating at cards&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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Tikka is an acrobat and it shows through her build. While not overly strong, she is extremely agile and dextrous. She has a small frame and is very light, but uses that to her advantage, both to throw people off guard and to throw herself around. Her hair is a mix of red and white, though the white highlights are a natural coloration rather than a dye job. Her eyes are perhaps her most striking feature, a vivid green that often shimmer with energy and youthful exuberance. Although the young thief appears to be a Seeker, a clue to her hybrid heritage is in her slightly elongated canines -- which are far more pronounced than a Seeker's should be. &lt;br /&gt;
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A hedonist at heart, Tikka lives a wild and crazy lifestyle. She acts on impulse, and does what she feels like doing at any given time, without any heed to potential consequences. She enjoys being random, a trait that often convinces people that she's actually at least partially insane. Plus she is generally high on sugar cubes, and that contributes significantly to her hyperactivity.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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Tikka's mother was part of the Viper ( L ) tribe, and was one consort of many for one of the tribe's nunh's. She got pregnant by a Keeper rogue that she had fallen in love with. Since things would be bad if anyone ever found out the truth, she did her best to trick the nunh into thinking that the baby was his. Fortunately, Tikka was born with mostly Seeker features, save for her elongated canines and heightened sense of nightvision. She continued her relationship with the Keeper, and often brought Tikka to meet her real father in secret. &lt;br /&gt;
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When she was old enough, her father started teaching her rogue skills, and she hung out with him and his group. It was because of this continued interaction that the nunh of her tribe eventually found out about the truth. He tried to have Tikka and her mother killed, but Tikka's father and his band of rogues swooped in to pull them out of danger. However, the insult would not stand, and the nunh gathered up men of his own. They pursued the band and, during the battle, Tikka's parents (along with most of the rogues) were killed. &lt;br /&gt;
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But before they died, they urged Tikka to escape. The young rogue ran for her life, but the nunh soon caught up to her. They fought, and he beat her to within an inch of her life. But before he could land the final blow, she struck him with a knife just below the heart. His own blow proved a glancing one, but it bounced her head off a rock and Tikka went unconscious. Leaving her dying, the nunh retreated to seek medical aid -- he couldn't tell anyone the truth of what had happened, for fear of what would happen to his status if it became known that he was nearly killed by not only a female, but a female child. &lt;br /&gt;
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Soon afterwards, Tikka was discovered by a traveling band of mercenaries -- Louis, Reis, and Shin. The trio of adventurers took her in and nursed her back to health. But after she had recovered, Tikka recalled nothing of her former life. The adventurers invited her to join them. Since she couldn't remember her name, they helped her think of one. Louis started to train her to defend herself, but when he did so, he soon discovered that she had several innate talents related to thievery. He called her 'Swift', because she was innately fast on her feet and quick fingered. Her role within the group determined, she set off with the trio in search of adventure. &lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Developments&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Had her heart broken in a relationship with Sparrow. Until she met him, Tikka had never loved anyone before, at least not as far as she could remember. She'd been with a lot of guys, and had certainly felt attraction. But she'd never even considered becoming exclusive with someone. That's why it was so much harder for her when it turned out that he was in love with someone else. This relationship has had a huge impact on Tikka. She has withdrawn, choosing to distance herself even further from people emotionally. She has also found comfort in the bottle, deciding that being drunk all the time keeps her mind from wandering back to the comfort she'd found in his arms. &lt;br /&gt;
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: ● During a beach party, Tikka was refusing to go into the water to join the rest of her friends due to her fear of sharks. Instead, she stubbornly camped out on the beach and built herself a sand castle. After awhile the others managed to coax her out to join them. For unknown reasons, the sand castle animated and became a sort of miniature sand golem. From that moment, it started following her around like it was somehow connected to her. She cannot currently figure out a way to rid herself of this construct. She has tried smashing it, slicing it into pieces, dropping it from high altitude, burning it, and having mages throw magic at it. It has thus far managed to reconstruct itself each time. She has since named it 'Sandcastle' and treats it like an annoying pet. Her theory is that someone who doesn't like her placed some sort of a curse on her. Currently, in order to give herself a few moments of freedom from it, she has taken to bursting it apart into tiny pieces, putting the pieces into separate containers, filling them with water, and sealing them. Each time, Sandcastle has somehow managed to escape, reform, and locate her again. How long this process takes seems to vary from a few hours to a few days. &lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Tikka has recently been hired to help rig some fights run by her friends Yorric, Ari, and Gen. They figured that with her charisma and her enthusiasm she would have no trouble whipping up crowds into a frenzy, causing them to bet on their fighters, who would then throw the match. It's become a profitable arrangement for all parties involved. Plus Tikka has gotten lots of pretty gems and sugar cubes out of the deal.&lt;br /&gt;
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: ● She kept a secret stash of her belongings and stolen goods at her room at the Quicksand. Recently, her room exploded and a group of unknown assailants attacked her and Yorric. There were no survivors amongst the assailants, and there were no identifying marks that might indicate their origin. The explosion was confined mostly to her room, with just a bit of damage to surrounding rooms. The wall in which her window was placed was pretty much blown wide open. Until she's able to secure a new base of operations, Tikka's current status is mobile, and she's relying on her set of emergency caches scattered throughout the major cities. Update: Her friend Cookie (Vanilla Wayfarer) offered to share her room with Tikka, thus solving her housing situation. &lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Tikka, Glow, Gen, Yorric, and Ari perpetrated an intricately planned heist and stole millions of gil worth of artwork from an art auction in Ul'dah. They are currently sitting on this now hidden stash, preparing to sell it later. &lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Armed assailants working for L'kharja Nunh tracked Tikka down to the headquarters of the Light Crusaders. They managed to render her unconscious and, despite the valiant efforts of her friends and company members, she was abducted and taken away to an unknown location. Tikka's half-brother, Pyha'to, and half-sister, Sumari, had been tracking L'kharja's men and wound up locating her just before she was  kidnapped -- Tikka hadn't recognized either of them, and had fled from Pyha'to when he confronted her. Tikka's real name was revealed to be L'anya Kharja.&lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Tikka spent many months in captivity. She was held by a group of cultists known as the Eyes of Zzahg'ghazz. They were a primal cult, based in a volcano lair about a day and a half's travel by airship from the shores of Limsa Lominsa. They were gathering crystals, intending to summon their insect god, the &amp;quot;Singing Lord of Shadows&amp;quot;. Tikka was indoctrinated through the use of a special serum. She was given various magitek augments, and turned into a brainwashed assassin for the cult. She had her baby while in captivity, and L'kharja cruelly named it 'L'tarra', after Tikka's mother. He fully intended to raise L'tarra to worship Zzahg'ghazz as well. But thanks to the timely intervention of Tikka's friends and allies, and her brother and sister, Tikka was rescued from the cult and given an antidote to the indoctrination serum that had claimed her. While she had no memory of her time spent with the cultists, she catches glimpses in nightmares. Her baby was rescued from the clutches of the cultists as well. When she was introduced to her child by the father, Gen, Tikka dropped the L from the baby's name, and decided to call her Tarra Swiftpaw.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka is utterly crazy.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka eats sugar cubes, straight.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka is fairly promiscuous, and enjoys such company with more than one person at a time.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka has a two-handed axe named Breadslicer. Actually, she calls most axes this.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ There was an explosion at the Quicksand recently on one of the upper levels. Rumor has it that she had something to do with it.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka once set fire to a merchant stall by accident.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka is a pickpocket and a skilled thief.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka has a trained pet coeurl named Sergeant Whiskers McSpots, the Savage Kitty of DOOM&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ The Tikka that she presents to everyone is an act; she is only herself when she is not wearing her mask.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka has connections with various fences and thieves guilds in both Ul'dah and Limsa Lominsa.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka has amnesia, with no memory of her past.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Okay, don't get me wrong because I love Princess- I really do, in that you know, best friends and stuff kind of way- but if I have to hear about the 'Grand Bug Conspiracy' one more time....&amp;quot; - [[Glow Valeria]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tikka IS Crazy, and one of the sweetest girls I know&amp;quot; - [[Gen Quickpaw]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She stole some of my completely legally earned products! Can't be mad, it was well done.&amp;quot; - [[Yorric Lesh]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She is a criminal mastermind, packaged in adorable.&amp;quot; - [[Arianne Soren]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Zsshzzzhhhhszzhgzzzz *click* zshaksshhkkk *clickclick* gshhh!&amp;quot; - [[The bugs]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's completely unpredictable in all the best ways. The things I did to her are unforgivable. I hope she finds happiness.&amp;quot; - [[Lynn'wo Vahnal]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She threw a tear gas bomb at me! For no reason!&amp;quot; - [[Anton Borneheld]]&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; [[Ninja Lou]] : One of the members of the adventuring band who first discovered her and nursed her back to health. Louis has been a brother figure and a friend to her, and has helped her regain her fighting skills. Although she respects him and loves him like she would a real brother, she often enjoys helping herself to his coin purse, and challenging herself to see what else she can take without him noticing.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Shin Lightbringer]] : Another of the adventuring trio who saved her. Shin was a good friend to Tikka, until a night of indiscretion turned things awkward. Shin mistook their night of fun for something more, and was ashamed of himself. He disappeared, and she hasn't seen him since. Although she worries about him, she also feels that he overreacted.&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; [[Reis Ravenhart]] : Louis's wife, Reis has been a big sister figure to Tikka. While she tends to poke fun at Louis and generally makes him the butt of her jokes, Reis is the one that she respects the most. Lately Tikka has been training with a variety of different weapons under her tutelage, in order to enhance her versatility.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Glow N'amownoc]] : Although Tikka doesn't know Glow's true name, referring to her only by the nickname &amp;quot;Blueberry&amp;quot;, she has become fast friends with the Keeper from the day they first met. Blueberry is another thief, and an often partner in crime. Tikka likes her a great deal, and often responds to the alias &amp;quot;Princess&amp;quot; that Blueberry has given 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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Vanilla Wayfarer]] : Vanilla aka &amp;quot;Cookie&amp;quot; is currently one of the few people who knows the real person behind the mask. She has become a person that Tikka can confide in, and Tikka views the Seeker as a close friend. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Haru Hattori]] : For a brief time, Tikka was head of security in the KHFNNDB (Keep Haru From Not Not Dying Brigade). Although she knows little about the lalafell, she knows that Haru is a member of the guard and isn't one in whom to confide her more illicit activities. Nevertheless, Haru has a great sense of humor, and Tikka has had plenty of fun playing around with her in the Quicksand. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Rhoe'a Lihzeh]] : While not truly an item, Tikka has spent more than one night with this dark skinned Keeper. She considers him a friend, and sometimes more than that, though she doubts it could ever develop into anything serious. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Aurus Faith]] : This innocent young Keeper is another friend of Tikka's that went from platonic to &amp;quot;friends with benefits&amp;quot;. Her room at the inn was a mess, and so when she found out that Aurus was a general laborer, she enlisted his services as what amounted to basically her live-in maid. She pays him a fair wage, calls him her &amp;quot;Swabbie&amp;quot;, and lets him stay in her room -- which she hardly ever occupies. Though the times when she *is* around, she has nothing against sharing her bed. &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; [[Rashaka Larola]] : This older lalafell quickly became a father figure of sorts to Tikka. He was the first that she confided in about her dual identity, and she holds a certain affection for him.&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; [[Lynn'wo Vahnal]] : Lynn'wo &amp;quot;Sparrow&amp;quot; Vahnal was the first man that Tikka had ever truly loved. The pair had hit it off immediately. They were an impressive comedy duo, and partners in crime. They often talked about investing in a ship together to sail the world, one that they would name 'Ted'. She took off her mask for him, let him see her real self both physically and emotionally. He reciprocated by tearing out her heart and leaving her for another woman, leaving Tikka crestfallen and defeated. When her mask went back on, she vowed that she would never leave herself that vulnerable again. While she is still upset over the whole issue, she has decided that if Sparrow sends her rogue related work, she'd be more than happy to accept it. After all, emotion has no place in business. Although she still has feelings for him, she does her best to remain emotionally distant when he is around. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : The woman that Sparrow left her for, Misha tried apologizing to Tikka for the whole fiasco. Tikka viewed the apology as a veiled attempt to gloat over her victory and, despite the woman's offer of friendship, decided she wanted to have nothing further to do with her. She blames her for Sparrow leaving her more than she blames Sparrow himself, perhaps blinded by the feelings she had for him. Recently however, her anger towards Misha seems to have subsided, as she's proven capable of interaction with her in public settings.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Yorric Lesh]] : Tikka's latest business associate. She doesn't know much about this man other than he seems to know how to run a good scam. She has recently agreed to help him with a shady arrangement, and he won serious points with her when he provided advance payment in the form of sparkly gems and sugar cubes. And as everyone knows, TikkaPoints(tm) are one of the most valuable commodities in all of Eorzea. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Reza'li Kaahn]] : She hooked up with this Keeper for what she'd intended to be a one night stand. However, her interest was piqued when he not only drew sketches of her, but he had a proclivity towards burning things. And Tikka likes fire. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Flynt Knoltros]] : Tikka met this miqo'te only a couple of occasions, but he was fun enough to converse with. On their first meeting, she'd convinced him to leave the Quicksands with her. He believed he was being led into an ambush, so he secretly contacted a friend of his to shadow their progress. When Tikka found out that he thought she was setting him up to rob him, she was both amused and disappointed -- she was sure she projected a less shadier image than that. &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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Arianne Soren]] : Tikka has grown a lot more fond of Ari in a short amount of time. While she still doesn't know a whole lot about her, she enjoys Ari's attitude, the way she's nicknamed Tikka &amp;quot;Squirrel&amp;quot;, and she feels a genuine sort of affection for the woman. She views her as someone that she can confide in.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[C'sanhsa Tia]] : She met this miqo'te in one of the rare times when she had her mask off in the Quicksand. Fresh from her breakup with Sparrow, and needing an excuse to abandon a really bad conversation with a rude hyur, she went up and butted into C'sanhsa's conversation with Jihan Rowe. Neither minded, and they helped to console her. Then her miniature sand golem appeared and started stomping around, and captured the group's interest. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jihan Rowe]] : This miqo'te was with C'sanhsa when Tikka came up and butted into their conversation. He took particular interest in Sandcastle, and attempted to posit some theories as to how such a thing could have come to be. Tikka still remains convinced that the golem comes as part of an elaborate curse placed upon her by the bugs. She IS getting too close, after all. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Star Flicker]] : Flick is Gen's girlfriend, and Tikka respects that. She hasn't spent much time getting to know her, but from the few times that they've interacted she's liked her. Lately she's overheard her saying some very unflattering things about her, but can't entirely blame her. After all, she was sleeping with her boyfriend for awhile, under the impression that they had an open relationship. Although recently, the fact that Flick literally tried to murder her with a sword has soured Tikka's opinion towards her somewhat. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Erik Ketch]] : Tikka only recently met this hyur, but he has a habit of surprising her with delectable pastries. He would have remained just another face around the company house to her, but he scored big points when he stuck up for her when a Gridanian investigator appeared and started listing charges against her. Since she had nowhere to stay since her room at the Quicksand exploded, he graciously set up a cot for her in his room in the free company house, and gave her full access to his quarters. &lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Heartling</name></author>
		
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		<title>Tikka Swift</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: Sneaky PC edit.&lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Tikka Swift&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Tikka_-_tikkabow.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 250&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Undocumented&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker/Keeper half-breed&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 17&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Street performer/thief&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'2&amp;quot;/110 lbs&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Bisexual&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Relatives&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = &amp;lt;ul&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Hanji'a Kiraja (Father, deceased)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;L'tarra Khoran (Mother, deceased)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;[[Pyha'to Polaali]] (Half-brother)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;[[Sumari Polaali]] (Half-sister)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Tarra Swiftpaw (daughter)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/ul&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Tikka Swift''', sometimes known as &amp;quot;Tabitha Emberfury&amp;quot;, sometimes known as &amp;quot;Princess&amp;quot;, sometimes known as &amp;quot;Hey, you, stop burning things!&amp;quot; is a miqo'te thief and street rat who has no current permanent place of residence. During the day, she can often be found on the streets of Ul'dah, performing elaborate feats of stage magic and acrobatics in order to draw crowds of marks to make for easy pickpocketing. At night, she plies her trade across the rooftops of the city, testing her lockpicking, safecracking, and trapfinding skills out in the homes of various unsuspecting noblemen. It has recently been discovered that her birth name is L'anya Kharja. Given that she's also learned that L'Kharja Nunh is not only NOT her real father, but he's the one who murdered her family, Tikka has decided that her *real* birth name is L'anya Polaali. &lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Chocoberries (Chocolate covered strawberries)&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Things that explode&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ SUGAR!!!&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Not being on fire&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Having her hair/ears petted&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Stealing things&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Shiny objects&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Pretty smelling scents&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Dominant males&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Acrobatics/parkour&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;■ Mean people&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ SHARKS!&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Coconut (Not the flavor, the consistency)&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Being on fire&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Submissive/whiny men&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ BUGS!!!!&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Finding an uncrackable safe&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ People who secure their valuables&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Alert/competent guards&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Fences who try to lowball her on her score&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Alignment: Chaotic neutral&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Thievery, drinking, sex, gambling, eating pure sugar cubes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Chocolate covered strawberries&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Zombie! (1 oz dark rum, 1 oz amber rum, 1 oz white rum, 1/2 oz cherry brandy, 1/2 oz apricot brandy, mix with equal parts pineapple and orange juice in a tall glass.)&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: CANDY&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Throwing knives&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Warm to hot&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Hobbies: Trolling people, conning people out of coin, performing stage magic, collecting shiny things (and treasure!)&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Special skills: Acrobatics, Lockpicking, safecracking, trapfinding/disarming, sleight of hand, cheating at cards&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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Tikka is an acrobat and it shows through her build. While not overly strong, she is extremely agile and dextrous. She has a small frame and is very light, but uses that to her advantage, both to throw people off guard and to throw herself around. Her hair is a mix of red and white, though the white highlights are a natural coloration rather than a dye job. Her eyes are perhaps her most striking feature, a vivid green that often shimmer with energy and youthful exuberance. Although the young thief appears to be a Seeker, a clue to her hybrid heritage is in her slightly elongated canines -- which are far more pronounced than a Seeker's should be. &lt;br /&gt;
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A hedonist at heart, Tikka lives a wild and crazy lifestyle. She acts on impulse, and does what she feels like doing at any given time, without any heed to potential consequences. She enjoys being random, a trait that often convinces people that she's actually at least partially insane. Plus she is generally high on sugar cubes, and that contributes significantly to her hyperactivity.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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Tikka's mother was part of the Viper ( L ) tribe, and was one consort of many for one of the tribe's nunh's. She got pregnant by a Keeper rogue that she had fallen in love with. Since things would be bad if anyone ever found out the truth, she did her best to trick the nunh into thinking that the baby was his. Fortunately, Tikka was born with mostly Seeker features, save for her elongated canines and heightened sense of nightvision. She continued her relationship with the Keeper, and often brought Tikka to meet her real father in secret. &lt;br /&gt;
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When she was old enough, her father started teaching her rogue skills, and she hung out with him and his group. It was because of this continued interaction that the nunh of her tribe eventually found out about the truth. He tried to have Tikka and her mother killed, but Tikka's father and his band of rogues swooped in to pull them out of danger. However, the insult would not stand, and the nunh gathered up men of his own. They pursued the band and, during the battle, Tikka's parents (along with most of the rogues) were killed. &lt;br /&gt;
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But before they died, they urged Tikka to escape. The young rogue ran for her life, but the nunh soon caught up to her. They fought, and he beat her to within an inch of her life. But before he could land the final blow, she struck him with a knife just below the heart. His own blow proved a glancing one, but it bounced her head off a rock and Tikka went unconscious. Leaving her dying, the nunh retreated to seek medical aid -- he couldn't tell anyone the truth of what had happened, for fear of what would happen to his status if it became known that he was nearly killed by not only a female, but a female child. &lt;br /&gt;
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Soon afterwards, Tikka was discovered by a traveling band of mercenaries -- Louis, Reis, and Shin. The trio of adventurers took her in and nursed her back to health. But after she had recovered, Tikka recalled nothing of her former life. The adventurers invited her to join them. Since she couldn't remember her name, they helped her think of one. Louis started to train her to defend herself, but when he did so, he soon discovered that she had several innate talents related to thievery. He called her 'Swift', because she was innately fast on her feet and quick fingered. Her role within the group determined, she set off with the trio in search of adventure. &lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Developments&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Had her heart broken in a relationship with Sparrow. Until she met him, Tikka had never loved anyone before, at least not as far as she could remember. She'd been with a lot of guys, and had certainly felt attraction. But she'd never even considered becoming exclusive with someone. That's why it was so much harder for her when it turned out that he was in love with someone else. This relationship has had a huge impact on Tikka. She has withdrawn, choosing to distance herself even further from people emotionally. She has also found comfort in the bottle, deciding that being drunk all the time keeps her mind from wandering back to the comfort she'd found in his arms. &lt;br /&gt;
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: ● During a beach party, Tikka was refusing to go into the water to join the rest of her friends due to her fear of sharks. Instead, she stubbornly camped out on the beach and built herself a sand castle. After awhile the others managed to coax her out to join them. For unknown reasons, the sand castle animated and became a sort of miniature sand golem. From that moment, it started following her around like it was somehow connected to her. She cannot currently figure out a way to rid herself of this construct. She has tried smashing it, slicing it into pieces, dropping it from high altitude, burning it, and having mages throw magic at it. It has thus far managed to reconstruct itself each time. She has since named it 'Sandcastle' and treats it like an annoying pet. Her theory is that someone who doesn't like her placed some sort of a curse on her. Currently, in order to give herself a few moments of freedom from it, she has taken to bursting it apart into tiny pieces, putting the pieces into separate containers, filling them with water, and sealing them. Each time, Sandcastle has somehow managed to escape, reform, and locate her again. How long this process takes seems to vary from a few hours to a few days. &lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Tikka has recently been hired to help rig some fights run by her friends Yorric, Ari, and Gen. They figured that with her charisma and her enthusiasm she would have no trouble whipping up crowds into a frenzy, causing them to bet on their fighters, who would then throw the match. It's become a profitable arrangement for all parties involved. Plus Tikka has gotten lots of pretty gems and sugar cubes out of the deal.&lt;br /&gt;
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: ● She kept a secret stash of her belongings and stolen goods at her room at the Quicksand. Recently, her room exploded and a group of unknown assailants attacked her and Yorric. There were no survivors amongst the assailants, and there were no identifying marks that might indicate their origin. The explosion was confined mostly to her room, with just a bit of damage to surrounding rooms. The wall in which her window was placed was pretty much blown wide open. Until she's able to secure a new base of operations, Tikka's current status is mobile, and she's relying on her set of emergency caches scattered throughout the major cities. Update: Her friend Cookie (Vanilla Wayfarer) offered to share her room with Tikka, thus solving her housing situation. &lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Tikka, Glow, Gen, Yorric, and Ari perpetrated an intricately planned heist and stole millions of gil worth of artwork from an art auction in Ul'dah. They are currently sitting on this now hidden stash, preparing to sell it later. &lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Armed assailants working for L'kharja Nunh tracked Tikka down to the headquarters of the Light Crusaders. They managed to render her unconscious and, despite the valiant efforts of her friends and company members, she was abducted and taken away to an unknown location. Tikka's half-brother, Pyha'to, and half-sister, Sumari, had been tracking L'kharja's men and wound up locating her just before she was  kidnapped -- Tikka hadn't recognized either of them, and had fled from Pyha'to when he confronted her. Tikka's real name was revealed to be L'anya Kharja.&lt;br /&gt;
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: ● Tikka spent many months in captivity. She was held by a group of cultists known as the Eyes of Zzahg'ghazz. They were a primal cult, based in a volcano lair about a day and a half's travel by airship from the shores of Limsa Lominsa. They were gathering crystals, intending to summon their insect god, the &amp;quot;Singing Lord of Shadows&amp;quot;. Tikka was indoctrinated through the use of a special serum. She was given various magitek augments, and turned into a brainwashed assassin for the cult. She had her baby while in captivity, and L'kharja cruelly named it 'L'tarra', after Tikka's mother. He fully intended to raise L'tarra to worship Zzahg'ghazz as well. But thanks to the timely intervention of Tikka's friends and allies, and her brother and sister, Tikka was rescued from the cult and given an antidote to the indoctrination serum that had claimed her. While she had no memory of her time spent with the cultists, she catches glimpses in nightmares. Her baby was rescued from the clutches of the cultists as well. When she was introduced to her child by the father, Gen, Tikka dropped the L from the baby's name, and decided to call her Tarra Swiftpaw.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka is utterly crazy.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka eats sugar cubes, straight.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka is fairly promiscuous, and enjoys such company with more than one person at a time.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka has a two-handed axe named Breadslicer. Actually, she calls most axes this.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ There was an explosion at the Quicksand recently on one of the upper levels. Rumor has it that she had something to do with it.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka once set fire to a merchant stall by accident.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka is a pickpocket and a skilled thief.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka has a trained pet coeurl named Sergeant Whiskers McSpots, the Savage Kitty of DOOM&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ The Tikka that she presents to everyone is an act; she is only herself when she is not wearing her mask.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka has connections with various fences and thieves guilds in both Ul'dah and Limsa Lominsa.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■ Tikka has amnesia, with no memory of her past.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Okay, don't get me wrong because I love Princess- I really do, in that you know, best friends and stuff kind of way- but if I have to hear about the 'Grand Bug Conspiracy' one more time....&amp;quot; -Glow Valeria&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tikka IS Crazy, and one of the sweetest girls I know&amp;quot; -Gen Quickpaw&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She stole some of my completely legally earned products! Can't be mad, it was well done.&amp;quot; -Yorric Lesh&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She is a criminal mastermind, packaged in adorable.&amp;quot; - Arianne Soren&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Zsshzzzhhhhszzhgzzzz *click* zshaksshhkkk *clickclick* gshhh!&amp;quot; -The bugs&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's completely unpredictable in all the best ways. The things I did to her are unforgivable. I hope she finds happiness.&amp;quot; -Lynn'wo Vahnal&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She threw a tear gas bomb at me! For no reason!&amp;quot; - Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&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; [[Ninja Lou]] : One of the members of the adventuring band who first discovered her and nursed her back to health. Louis has been a brother figure and a friend to her, and has helped her regain her fighting skills. Although she respects him and loves him like she would a real brother, she often enjoys helping herself to his coin purse, and challenging herself to see what else she can take without him noticing.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Shin Lightbringer]] : Another of the adventuring trio who saved her. Shin was a good friend to Tikka, until a night of indiscretion turned things awkward. Shin mistook their night of fun for something more, and was ashamed of himself. He disappeared, and she hasn't seen him since. Although she worries about him, she also feels that he overreacted.&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; [[Reis Ravenhart]] : Louis's wife, Reis has been a big sister figure to Tikka. While she tends to poke fun at Louis and generally makes him the butt of her jokes, Reis is the one that she respects the most. Lately Tikka has been training with a variety of different weapons under her tutelage, in order to enhance her versatility.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Glow N'amownoc]] : Although Tikka doesn't know Glow's true name, referring to her only by the nickname &amp;quot;Blueberry&amp;quot;, she has become fast friends with the Keeper from the day they first met. Blueberry is another thief, and an often partner in crime. Tikka likes her a great deal, and often responds to the alias &amp;quot;Princess&amp;quot; that Blueberry has given 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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Vanilla Wayfarer]] : Vanilla aka &amp;quot;Cookie&amp;quot; is currently one of the few people who knows the real person behind the mask. She has become a person that Tikka can confide in, and Tikka views the Seeker as a close friend. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Haru Hattori]] : For a brief time, Tikka was head of security in the KHFNNDB (Keep Haru From Not Not Dying Brigade). Although she knows little about the lalafell, she knows that Haru is a member of the guard and isn't one in whom to confide her more illicit activities. Nevertheless, Haru has a great sense of humor, and Tikka has had plenty of fun playing around with her in the Quicksand. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Rhoe'a Lihzeh]] : While not truly an item, Tikka has spent more than one night with this dark skinned Keeper. She considers him a friend, and sometimes more than that, though she doubts it could ever develop into anything serious. &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; [[Gen Quickpaw]] : Gen is her friend, and usually nothing more than that. However, when the alcohol starts flowing and things start getting a bit crazy, she has wound up in his bed at least once. She admires the Seeker for his quick wit and humor, and is still determined to beat him in a rooftop race. She has grown significantly closer to him, and views him with a definite sort of affection. This has left her feeling conflicted, since she knows that he is in love with another. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Aurus Faith]] : This innocent young Keeper is another friend of Tikka's that went from platonic to &amp;quot;friends with benefits&amp;quot;. Her room at the inn was a mess, and so when she found out that Aurus was a general laborer, she enlisted his services as what amounted to basically her live-in maid. She pays him a fair wage, calls him her &amp;quot;Swabbie&amp;quot;, and lets him stay in her room -- which she hardly ever occupies. Though the times when she *is* around, she has nothing against sharing her bed. &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; [[Rashaka Larola]] : This older lalafell quickly became a father figure of sorts to Tikka. He was the first that she confided in about her dual identity, and she holds a certain affection for him.&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; [[Lynn'wo Vahnal]] : Lynn'wo &amp;quot;Sparrow&amp;quot; Vahnal was the first man that Tikka had ever truly loved. The pair had hit it off immediately. They were an impressive comedy duo, and partners in crime. They often talked about investing in a ship together to sail the world, one that they would name 'Ted'. She took off her mask for him, let him see her real self both physically and emotionally. He reciprocated by tearing out her heart and leaving her for another woman, leaving Tikka crestfallen and defeated. When her mask went back on, she vowed that she would never leave herself that vulnerable again. While she is still upset over the whole issue, she has decided that if Sparrow sends her rogue related work, she'd be more than happy to accept it. After all, emotion has no place in business. Although she still has feelings for him, she does her best to remain emotionally distant when he is around. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : The woman that Sparrow left her for, Misha tried apologizing to Tikka for the whole fiasco. Tikka viewed the apology as a veiled attempt to gloat over her victory and, despite the woman's offer of friendship, decided she wanted to have nothing further to do with her. She blames her for Sparrow leaving her more than she blames Sparrow himself, perhaps blinded by the feelings she had for him. Recently however, her anger towards Misha seems to have subsided, as she's proven capable of interaction with her in public settings.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Yorric Lesh]] : Tikka's latest business associate. She doesn't know much about this man other than he seems to know how to run a good scam. She has recently agreed to help him with a shady arrangement, and he won serious points with her when he provided advance payment in the form of sparkly gems and sugar cubes. And as everyone knows, TikkaPoints(tm) are one of the most valuable commodities in all of Eorzea. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Reza'li Kaahn]] : She hooked up with this Keeper for what she'd intended to be a one night stand. However, her interest was piqued when he not only drew sketches of her, but he had a proclivity towards burning things. And Tikka likes fire. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Flynt Knoltros]] : Tikka met this miqo'te only a couple of occasions, but he was fun enough to converse with. On their first meeting, she'd convinced him to leave the Quicksands with her. He believed he was being led into an ambush, so he secretly contacted a friend of his to shadow their progress. When Tikka found out that he thought she was setting him up to rob him, she was both amused and disappointed -- she was sure she projected a less shadier image than that. &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;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Arianne Soren]] : Tikka has grown a lot more fond of Ari in a short amount of time. While she still doesn't know a whole lot about her, she enjoys Ari's attitude, the way she's nicknamed Tikka &amp;quot;Squirrel&amp;quot;, and she feels a genuine sort of affection for the woman. She views her as someone that she can confide in.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[C'sanhsa Tia]] : She met this miqo'te in one of the rare times when she had her mask off in the Quicksand. Fresh from her breakup with Sparrow, and needing an excuse to abandon a really bad conversation with a rude hyur, she went up and butted into C'sanhsa's conversation with Jihan Rowe. Neither minded, and they helped to console her. Then her miniature sand golem appeared and started stomping around, and captured the group's interest. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jihan Rowe]] : This miqo'te was with C'sanhsa when Tikka came up and butted into their conversation. He took particular interest in Sandcastle, and attempted to posit some theories as to how such a thing could have come to be. Tikka still remains convinced that the golem comes as part of an elaborate curse placed upon her by the bugs. She IS getting too close, after all. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Star Flicker]] : Flick is Gen's girlfriend, and Tikka respects that. She hasn't spent much time getting to know her, but from the few times that they've interacted she's liked her. Lately she's overheard her saying some very unflattering things about her, but can't entirely blame her. After all, she was sleeping with her boyfriend for awhile, under the impression that they had an open relationship. Although recently, the fact that Flick literally tried to murder her with a sword has soured Tikka's opinion towards her somewhat. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Erik Ketch]] : Tikka only recently met this hyur, but he has a habit of surprising her with delectable pastries. He would have remained just another face around the company house to her, but he scored big points when he stuck up for her when a Gridanian investigator appeared and started listing charges against her. Since she had nowhere to stay since her room at the Quicksand exploded, he graciously set up a cot for her in his room in the free company house, and gave her full access to his quarters. &lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: Finished!&lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 1ad53d7f63be5f878d7f19f699a1d87e.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #088A08;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Likes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lightly armored clothing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Jokes, pranks, etc.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #F02311;font-size:14px;color:#2E2E2E;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Dislikes''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&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;b&amp;gt; Pointless abuse&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burnt food&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Axes&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Excessively slutty women&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Other''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Drinking, staring after attractive women&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Meat. Meat works. Meat is good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Iced water is always good. So is anything that'll get ya drunk.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Weapon: Axe. Axes are good.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Climate: Wilds, please.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with odd-looking armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Childhood&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teenage&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Wilds&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach Mentor, but even his meager sword-and-board skills were something the big man could learn from. As thanks, the roe took his time teaching Anton how to live in the wilds--What was edible, what wasn't. Where he could find help without going back to civilization, and how to handle the basic predators--A point that he was surprised about, though, was that Anton had yet to run into any of the wildlife, though probably due to him being like unto death at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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They parted ways, and Anton made his way to one of these sources of non-civilization help. The man he met was all too happy for a visitor, and though he never gave a name, taught Anton what is now his most valuable skill: How to use an axe.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Present&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:A member of the.. Radical Dreamers. Yes. Bunch o' crazy folks. On his return to civilization, he did nothing but wait around at the Quicksand in Ul'dah. Surprisingly, on one such day, he managed to find a friend of his, one [[Tikka Swift]]. In between sprints off into who-knows-where, he managed to get out of her the idea that she was part of a company, and that he should join. So, that's... That's what he does now. Be it jumping off balconies to deliver food, axing questions to who knows how many people, or being pelted with tear gas for no reason other than looking like a bandit, he was a part of this crazy band of misfits.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He keeps saying he's an axe murderer, but I see no axe...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He just won't stop staring at me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Is he.. Even there? He's not paying attention.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Where did that axe come from? He wasn't holding it a moment ago..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He looks, but doesn't touch. So odd..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hey! He stole bread from me a while ba--Wait, is it him? He looks so well kept..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those with a criminal history may know of his prior debt.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Those who have met Mentor, or know of the tribals he visited, may see something similar in Anton.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sexual Interest &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing   &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tikka Swift]] : Tikka. His first 'friend' that he'd found upon leaving the wilds. He knew her from beforehand, and felt incredibly bad for leaving her to her own devices like he did. She'd gone through so much while he was gone, he was determined to try and make it up to her.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leif Steele]] : Good man. Was found one day by Anton just staring at him, with his buddy, Sebastian. Really creeped him out. Since then, Leif's done a great job of making sure Anton's not done anything stupid.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Tallera Weaver]] : Crazy voodoo sorceress. Anton ran across her one day, and since then, every time they meet up, somethin' crazy happens--Or they count the whores inside the Quicksand. One or the other.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[N'naavi Rorsch]] : A lady he'd met in the Quicksand, and talked to briefly. Multiple times, briefly--Short conversations, and done. An amicable time to be had for all?&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]] : Oh dear. Misha. Met her at the ball that one night, after following Tikka off a balcony. They hit it off immediately, and the following night went on a date--Followed by another date the night after. A prospective relationship in the making? Anton certainly seems to think so, and has already made it obvious that he'll not have anyone messing with her, especially not&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gen Swiftpaw]] : Gen. The boss. The lecherous, perverted, womanizing boss. The person who'd helped corrupt the friend he'd left behind, impregnating the poor teenager and letting her get kidnapped... No, Anton wasn't that fond of Gen. At least, he hadn't been. After a long talk with Leif and Misha, he'd realized: The past is the past, and Tikka certainly liked Gen, so he should too. So.. He does.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Gallery&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be adding pictures to this section as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Things.png|Stuff&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-13T05:48:12Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: STUFF.&lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 1ad53d7f63be5f878d7f19f699a1d87e.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5'8, 180lbs/pnz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Straight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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And lo, we have the wild Anton, back from his self-searching, soul-finding adventure into the wilds of Eorzea. He's learned his way around an axe quite well, and they seem to be his favorite tool of mass destruction, instruction, or corruption. He ran to escape a life of debt, to come back for a world of fabulous new friends, potential lovers, and enemies alike! ...Now he just needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#088A08;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
: Commonly seen wearing the lightly armored clothing that he so adores. So chosen because of his particular fighting style, he only ever gets into heavier armor when he absolutely has to. The wilds taught him one thing: To survive, you have to keep moving. With this in mind, he wears armored gauntlets and boots, with odd-looking armor plating partially covering his leggings and torso. He generally, also, doesn't wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loyal to a fault, Anton tends to stick near where his friends are at. When he can't find them, not only does he get a little anxious, he tends to retreat into his mind, spacing out until absolutely necessary. This made it a bit hard for him when he first made his appearance back with 'humanity'--He wasn't used to the world anymore, only to the way of the wilds. Truly, he did meet the occasional traveler out there, but it wasn't enough to keep him from being just a little strange upon his return.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Unknown at present. Assumed lifestyle of street rat and gambler, probable thief?&lt;br /&gt;
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:For lack of a better term, Anton was an incredibly unlucky person. His ability at gambling was terrible, and he accrued so much debt that it had come to a head--His life, or his money. Being that he had no money, and he didn't particularly want his life to be over... He left. For fear of getting his friends hurt, he said nothing--They couldn't be used as bargaining chips if they didn't know. Just like that, he was gone. His first destination was to Limsa Lominsa, posing as a gladiator mercenary. He had minimal skill with a sword and shield, but figured he could get away with it readily enough, especially if he wore a helmet all the time to hide his identity. No such luck, and within a month he was out of there after a single bit of information from one of the bar patrons, where he'd been frequenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Costa Del Sol, he ran! They'd been looking for mercs there, right? He could get a job there, easy as that. But no. Not hiring. With that, he fled further inland, right into the wilds. For a while, he stumbled on his own--Barely able to make due. He refused to speak with any traveler, for fear of being found, but eventually it had come to the point that he was on death's doorstep. A roegadyn by the name of 'Mentor' found him, and helped him back to health, teaching him how to survive properly--At this point, he was far enough into the wilds, that it was amazing there was someone else around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mentor was a man who liked to learn. In return for any knowledge he'd gleaned from a traveler, he gave something back--Usually another form of knowledge. Anton had very little to teach&lt;br /&gt;
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:A member of the.. Radical Dreamers. Yes. Bunch o' crazy folks. On his return to civilization, he did nothing but wait around at the Quicksand in Ul'dah. Surprisingly, on one such day, he managed to find a friend of his, one [[Tikka Swift]]. In between sprints off into who-knows-where, he managed to get out of her the idea that she was part of a company, and that he should join. So, that's... That's what he does now. Be it jumping off balconies to deliver food, axing questions to who knows how many people, or being pelted with tear gas for no reason other than looking like a bandit, he was a part of this crazy band of misfits.&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Anton_Borneheld&amp;diff=85207</id>
		<title>Anton Borneheld</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Anton_Borneheld&amp;diff=85207"/>
		<updated>2015-04-13T04:31:33Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heartling: Adding new character!&lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Anton Borneheld&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 1ad53d7f63be5f878d7f19f699a1d87e.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = &lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&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 = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Axe-murderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5 fulms, 9 ilms&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Alignment&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [[File:Oschon_Icon.png|20px]] [[Oschon, the Wanderer]]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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Put a brief overview of your character here!&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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