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I'khalo Belho

2016-05-01T06:33:16Z

Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

Song slingin', dance steppin', clothes stri-- er.... nevermind.

===Appearance===

There isn't anything of note about the miqo'te. What you see is what you get with her.

===Behavior===

Khalo is friendly, flirty, overt and doesn't know a stranger. She'll talk to you about anything pretty much anywhere. It's a rare day to see a frown upon her face.

==Combat==
===General===

Khalo is not a soldier. She can pluck a bow, and not event expertly.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Song.
::* Dance.
::* Gil.
::* Her tribe.
::* Nuhn's.
::* Exploring.
::* Trouble.

===Dislikes===
::* Thunder.
::* Lightning.
::* Violence.
::* Mean people.
::* Nuhn's.
::* Scary people.
::* Disappointing her tribe.

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Song!
::* Dance!
::* Basic archery!
::* Getting into trouble!

===Other===
::* Khalo likes to be complimented!
::* She's gullible, naive and soft in the head some times!
::* Which way is east?!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Grieving Hound]] : Hound is the scariest person I've ever met! She scared me so bad when I first met her, I thought she was going to kill me. But... really she was trying to protect me. From Askier. She got me away from him, to safety. In return I gave her Askier's flask.

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : We use to be such good friends. He was charming, cute in a rugged sort of way. But... he's evil. Heartless. I hope I never see him again.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Evirine Decorus]] : I just love Evirine! She's smart and nice! And she loves music. She is my number one fan, going to all my shows and encouraging me. I get her into more trouble than I should. But she's never berated me for it. I hope we're friends forever!

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] : Nothing but a big, mean, stinky bully!.... She didn't hear that.... did she?

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Devilish Sarracenia]] : She doesn't like miqo'tes. Or people that talk to much. But every egg can be cracked. She's fun to annoy!

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Alvide Millefeuille]] : Alvide is a Knight! She just won't admit it....

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "She's good at singin' on the fly, she'll make a song up for you on the spot!"
::* "She's a good dancer too! Quick on her feet and smooth. Such a beaut!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "There ain't much to that girl. Her head is as empty as the plains she came from."
::* "I bet you Khalo there is an actress. No way is someone that stupid."

===Rare Rumors===
::* "On slow nights you can pay to see her skin, you can! Seent it with my own eyes, honest!"

===PC Rumors===
::* "I'khalo? Well she's cute, fiery, prone to trouble, a great singer, and the closest thing to a little sister I have. And if you so much as think about hurting her, I'll tear your hands off and force you to eat them raw." [[Askier Mergrey]]
::* "She's an idiot. Naive with a good heart. Someone is going to take advantage of her. Pray they don't do it when I'm standing nearby." - Grieving Hound
::*

==History/Timeline==

Khalo comes from a sect of the Buffalo tribe who lived on the distant plains. She's a simple girl with simple desires. Learn the world, some skills, gain experience and earn gil. Then return home and mate with a nuhn all for the betterment of her tribe.

If you see Khalo, talk to her. She'll love it!

----- A year ago I'khalo had gone missing after being inflicted with a gunshot wound to the leg. She was last seen outside the gates of Ul'dah.

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2016-04-29T06:54:17Z

Hound:

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| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
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| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 45
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quiet.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Beer.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Strong men and women.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intelligence.

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any and all kinds of magic.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Loud environments
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Weak men and women.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Indecision and idiots.

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Alcohol, hurting others to feel better about self.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Do you need a villain? Contact me!

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
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Hound is a tall, dark skinned roegadyn woman. She is muscular and fit. Her body is littered with nicks and scars. Most noticeably is her left eye. It is usually covered by an eye patch. The left eye is missing. The flesh in and around the eye socket and scarred from burns. Some of the burned flesh is seen even with the eye patch on.

Hound is not an overly friendly person and depending on her mood will get you one or two results. She will either put up with you while imagining ways on how to remove your arms or is mellowed and apathetic.

Hound is not easily taunted. She frets none over being called names or insulted.

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

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Levy Service</div>====
Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Post Military</div>====
When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dark Years</div>====
It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ogron Gerehardt</div>====
All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Nomad</div>====
Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Harbingers of Dawn</div>====
HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Askier Mergrey</div>====
The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
(For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Raven Gorehand</div>====
Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ala Mhigan Massacre</div>====
Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present</div>====
Hound spent over a year in the services of the Immortal Flames as per her sentence for her crimes. Recently, during a battle occurring during the Second Umbral Moon Hound has gone missing. A quick search of the dead on the field found no results. Her current whereabouts are unknown and her identifiable information has been put out to the Grand Company's and to the bounty hunters in the event she has escaped custody.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Friendship <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing </center>

: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo has done it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my ax to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ogron Gerehardt]] : "Don't you ever mention his name."

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]

Grieving Hound

2016-04-29T06:51:32Z

Hound:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Grieving Hound
| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 45
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
<table style="position:center;" width="75%">
<tr>
<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quiet.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Beer.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Strong men and women.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intelligence.

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any and all kinds of magic.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Loud environments
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Weak men and women.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Indecision and idiots.

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Alcohol, hurting others to feel better about self.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Do you need a villain? Contact me!

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
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Hound is a tall, dark skinned roegadyn woman. She is muscular and fit. Her body is littered with nicks and scars. Most noticeably is her left eye. It is usually covered by an eye patch. The left eye is missing. The flesh in and around the eye socket and scarred from burns. Some of the burned flesh is seen even with the eye patch on.

Hound is not an overly friendly person and depending on her mood will get you one or two results. She will either put up with you while imagining ways on how to remove your arms or is mellowed and apathetic.

Hound is not easily taunted. She frets none over being called names or insulted.

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

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Levy Service</div>====
Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Post Military</div>====
When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dark Years</div>====
It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ogron Gerehardt</div>====
All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Nomad</div>====
Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Harbingers of Dawn</div>====
HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Askier Mergrey</div>====
The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
(For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Raven Gorehand</div>====
Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ala Mhigan Massacre</div>====
Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present</div>====
Hound spent over a year in the services of the Immortal Flames as per her sentence for her crimes. Recently, during battle Hound has gone missing. A quick search of the dead on the field found no results. Her current whereabouts are unknown and her identifiable information has been put out to the Grand Company's and to the bounty hunters in the event she has escaped custody.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Friendship <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing </center>

: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo has done it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my ax to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ogron Gerehardt]] : "Don't you ever mention his name."

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]

Grieving Hound

2016-04-29T06:48:03Z

Hound:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Grieving Hound
| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 45
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quiet.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Beer.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Strong men and women.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intelligence.

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any and all kinds of magic.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Loud environments
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Weak men and women.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Indecision and idiots.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Alcohol, hurting others to feel better about self.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Do you need a villain? Contact me!

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
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Hound is a tall, dark skinned roegadyn woman. She is muscular and fit. Her body is littered with nicks and scars. Most noticeably is her left eye. It is usually covered by an eye patch. The left eye is missing. The flesh in and around the eye socket and scarred from burns. Some of the burned flesh is seen even with the eye patch on.

Hound is not an overly friendly person and depending on her mood will get you one or two results. She will either put up with you while imagining ways on how to remove your arms or is mellowed and apathetic.

Hound is not easily taunted. She frets none over being called names or insulted.

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

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Levy Service</div>====
Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Post Military</div>====
When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dark Years</div>====
It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ogron Gerehardt</div>====
All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Nomad</div>====
Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Harbingers of Dawn</div>====
HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Askier Mergrey</div>====
The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
(For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Raven Gorehand</div>====
Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ala Mhigan Massacre</div>====
Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present</div>====
Being created.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Friendship <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing </center>

: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo has done it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my ax to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ogron Gerehardt]] : "Don't you ever mention his name."

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T16:52:28Z

Hound:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Grieving Hound
| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 44
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quiet.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Beer.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Strong men and women.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intelligence.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any and all kinds of magic.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Loud environments
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Weak men and women.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Indecision and idiots.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Alcohol, hurting others to feel better about self.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Do you need a villain? Contact me!

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
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Hound is a tall, dark skinned roegadyn woman. She is muscular and fit. Her body is littered with nicks and scars. Most noticeably is her left eye. It is usually covered by an eye patch. The left eye is missing. The flesh in and around the eye socket and scarred from burns. Some of the burned flesh is seen even with the eye patch on.

Hound is not an overly friendly person and depending on her mood will get you one or two results. She will either put up with you while imagining ways on how to remove your arms or is mellowed and apathetic.

Hound is not easily taunted. She frets none over being called names or insulted.

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

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Levy Service</div>====
Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Post Military</div>====
When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dark Years</div>====
It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ogron Gerehardt</div>====
All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Nomad</div>====
Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Harbingers of Dawn</div>====
HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Askier Mergrey</div>====
The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
(For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Raven Gorehand</div>====
Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ala Mhigan Massacre</div>====
Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present</div>====
Being created.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Friendship <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing </center>

: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo has done it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my ax to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ogron Gerehardt]] : "Don't you ever mention his name."

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T14:26:57Z

Hound: /* Appearance & Personality */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Grieving Hound
| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 44
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
}}

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quiet.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Beer.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Strong men and women.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intelligence.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any and all kinds of magic.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Loud environments
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Weak men and women.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Indecision and idiots.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Alcohol, hurting others to feel better about self.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Do you need a villain? Contact me!

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===
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Hound is a tall, dark skinned roegadyn woman. She is muscular and fit. Her body is littered with nicks and scars. Most noticeably is her left eye. It is usually covered by an eye patch. The left eye is missing. The flesh in and around the eye socket and scarred from burns. Some of the burned flesh is seen even with the eye patch on.

Hound is not an overly friendly person and depending on her mood will get you one or two results. She will either put up with you while imagining ways on how to remove your arms or is mellowed and apathetic.

Hound is not easily taunted. She frets none over being called names or insulted.

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

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Levy Service</div>====
Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Post Military</div>====
When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dark Years</div>====
It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ogron Gerehardt</div>====
All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Nomad</div>====
Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Harbingers of Dawn</div>====
HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Askier Mergrey</div>====
The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
(For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Raven Gorehand</div>====
Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ala Mhigan Massacre</div>====
Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present</div>====
Being created.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Friendship <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing </center>

: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo has done it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my ax to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ogron Gerehardt]] : "Don't you ever mention his name."

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T13:39:12Z

Hound:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Grieving Hound
| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 44
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
}}

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quiet.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Beer.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Strong men and women.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intelligence.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any and all kinds of magic.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Loud environments
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Weak men and women.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Indecision and idiots.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Alcohol, hurting others to feel better about self.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Do you need a villain? Contact me!

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Levy Service</div>====
Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Post Military</div>====
When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dark Years</div>====
It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ogron Gerehardt</div>====
All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Nomad</div>====
Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Harbingers of Dawn</div>====
HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Askier Mergrey</div>====
The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
(For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Raven Gorehand</div>====
Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ala Mhigan Massacre</div>====
Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present</div>====
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Friendship <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing </center>

: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo has done it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my ax to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ogron Gerehardt]] : "Don't you ever mention his name."

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

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T13:23:08Z

Hound:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Grieving Hound
| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 44
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
}}

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quiet.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Beer.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Strong men and women.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intelligence.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any and all kinds of magic.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Loud environments
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Weak men and women.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Indecision and idiots.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Alcohol, hurting others to feel better about self.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Do you need a villain? Contact me!

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

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Levy Service</div>====
Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Post Military</div>====
When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dark Years</div>====
It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ogron Gerehardt</div>====
All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Nomad</div>====
Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Harbingers of Dawn</div>====
HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Askier Mergrey</div>====
The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
(For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Raven Gorehand</div>====
Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ala Mhigan Massacre</div>====
Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present</div>====
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T13:18:13Z

Hound:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Grieving Hound
| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 44
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quiet.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Beer.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Strong men and women.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intelligence.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any and all kinds of magic.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Loud environments
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Weak men and women.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Indecision and idiots.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Alcohol, hurting others to feel better about self.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Do you need a villain? Contact me!

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

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Levy Service</div>====
Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Post Military</div>====
When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dark Years</div>====
It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ogron Gerehardt</div>====
All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Harbingers of Dawn</div>====
HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Askier Mergrey</div>====
The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
(For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Raven Gorehand</div>====
Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ala Mhigan Massacre</div>====
Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
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Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T13:15:25Z

Hound:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Grieving Hound
| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 44
| stat_2 = Marital
| stat_2_value = Status Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
}}

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quiet.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Beer.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Strong men and women.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Intelligence.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any and all kinds of magic.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Loud environments
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Weak men and women.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Indecision and idiots.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Alcohol, hurting others to feel better about self.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Do you need a villain? Contact me!

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Levy Service</div>====
Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Post Military</div>====
When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dark Years</div>====
It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Nomad</div>====
Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
(For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Raven Gorehand</div>====
Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Ala Mhigan Massacre</div>====
Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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Grieving Hound

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Hound:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Grieving Hound
| image = Hundr.png|center|300x300px| Grieving Hound]]
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = None
| race = Hellsguard
| clan = None
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 44
| stat_2 = Marital
| stat_2_value = Status Single
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Immortal Flame, Conscript
| stat_4 = Height/Weight
| stat_4_value = 7'2" 300 ponz
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Open, Non-Romantic
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = <ul><li>(Laughing Drake - Brother)</li> <li>(Unidentified Female - Sister)</li></ul>
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====
Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage Years</div>====
As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father.
While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats.
From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve.
It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

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Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly.
She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole.
Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company.
He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it.
Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground.
The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound.
The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield.
It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely.
She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.
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When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen.
Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive.
Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again.
She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will.
Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them.
She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits.
The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.
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It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities.
She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart.
She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted.
Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies.
The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

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All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.
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Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact.
Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to.
No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company.
Harbingers of Dawn.
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HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done.
What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life.
Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager.
Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.
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The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound.
Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again.
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Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age.
When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate.
Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso.
Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.
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Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.
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Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T13:10:18Z

Hound:

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T12:47:19Z

Hound: /* History/Timeline */

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanors. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is a highly experienced melee fighter. Decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
::* Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
::* Do you need a villain? Contact me!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
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::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
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::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
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::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
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::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of the Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

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Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T12:45:07Z

Hound: /* PC Rumors */

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanors. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is a highly experienced melee fighter. Decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
::* Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
::* Do you need a villain? Contact me!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
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::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
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::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
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::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
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::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

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Grieving Hound

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Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanors. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is a highly experienced melee fighter. Decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
::* Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k
::* Do you need a villain? Contact me!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
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::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
<br>
::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
<br>
::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
<br>
::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

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Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T10:30:45Z

Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanors. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is a highly experienced melee fighter. Decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!
::* Hound's Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QR28G204z5k

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
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::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
<br>
::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
<br>
::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
<br>
::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T10:28:35Z

Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanors. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is a highly experienced melee fighter. Decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."
UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."
UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
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::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
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::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
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::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
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::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

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Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T10:28:12Z

Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanors. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is a highly experienced melee fighter. Decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot." UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief." UPDATED: "....Raven. I'm sorry. I only hope that I was able to avenge you. What happened to you was terrible and my fault. If I had only stayed. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
<br>
::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
<br>
::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
<br>
::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
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::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

==Annotations==

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Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T10:27:00Z

Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanors. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is a highly experienced melee fighter. Decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot." UPDATED: "Every person has their demons. This miqo'te is mine."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
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::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
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::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
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::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
<br>
::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

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Grieving Hound

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Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanors. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is a highly experienced melee fighter. Decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
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::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
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::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
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::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
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::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

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Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T10:22:22Z

Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanors. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
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::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
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::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
<br>
::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
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::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

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Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T10:16:34Z

Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanor. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
<br>
::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
<br>
::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
<br>
::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
<br>
::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Nomad - Hound was now forty-one years of age. She had spent a year roaming Eorzea. She would lend a hand from time to time to people in need that she came across. But purposely made little impact. Eorzea scarcely knew of most of her deeds (as most crimes were committed on another continent) and even fewer still would be able to recognize her, if any at all. The complete one-eighty she had made in her life took a long time to adjust to. No longer was she killing, stealing, maiming or committing other crimes. She spent many of hours toning her body to peak physical condition and kept her war arts practiced. She hunted for a place to call home. For a new start. She heard talk of a free company. Harbingers of Dawn.

Harbingers of Dawn - HoD took her in without question. They however were not what she had seen advertised about them. She was looking to make a difference and atone for the things she had done. What she was given was a bar tending job at the company estate while the members debated politics and sapped each other with internal fighting. It was here however that Hound met two people who would again forever change her course in life. Askier Mergrey and Raven Gorehand. Askier and Raven became her two only friends. Raven became her best friend and first true friend that didn't pretend to like her out of fear since she was a teenager. Askier was someone who she saw bits of herself in and took a strange liking to him, even though she could never truly understand why.

Askier Mergrey - The relationship between the two friends thrived for a long time. However, events in Askier's life caused the two to go down an all to familiar path for Hound. Askier had got himself into some less than legal activities and Hound, having experience with, lent her ax. This proved to be a mistake for Hound as it led to her being involved in plots and activities that would eventually lead her down the criminal path again. (For information on Askier Mergrey and his story, please view his RPC page)

Raven Gorehand - Hound eventually was able to break free of the life again by putting herself into self imposed exile for half a year. Hound was now forty-four years of age. When she returned from her exile she had learned that her friend Raven Gorehand had been killed not long before she returned. Raven had died in a conflict dispute between Ala Mhigan refugee clans. Ultimately Hound learned of the details of her fate. Raven Gorehand gave her life holding back a rival Ala Mhigan clan while her brother Skeld got the clans children to safety. Upon her death in battle, her body had the feet, hands, head removed as well as burns and an ax left in the torso. Hound was stricken with grief and rage at the aggression of this clan and their mistreatment of the corpse of her friend.

Ala Mhigan Massacre - Hound spent the next few days after learning of her friends death plotting revenge. She learned all she could from contacts and received details about them. (FanFic story of the event available upon request. It is rated M for acts of extreme violence and gore to persons over and under the age of eighteen.) When her revenge was made, the entirety of the clan was left in ruin. The only survivors were members of the clan who were not present. With aid from former gang members, she had led an assault against them. Leaving just over a hundred dead Ala Mhigan's. The dead were men, women and children. She had reciprocated the same conditions of Raven's mistreatment upon their children and then some. Two weeks later Hound would be taken into custody by members of a Flame Organization: The Dauntless. She was put on trial and a representative from the Sultansworn, the Immortal Flames and the Brass Blades sat as members of the tribunal. The Immortal Flames prosecuted Hound while a volunteer gave Hound's defense. After a lengthy trial and deliberation Hound was found guilty and was unpopularly sentenced to conditioned service in the Immortal Flames.

Immortal Flames - Current

==Annotations==

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Grieving Hound

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Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanor. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
<br>
::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
<br>
::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
<br>
::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
<br>
::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time - It did not take Hound long to adjust to the new life style. They gave her food, warmth and respect. Things she hadn't had in half a decade. Just as quickly, Hound displayed her combat prowess in many of their illegal activities. She rose in prestige quickly in the group. She bested their most able fighter and cut his throat to send a message. The fear and respect she received from her fellow criminals began to fill the gap Hound had in her heart. She grew addicted to it and wanted more. Hound stayed with this same group for just over twenty years. They traveled from continent to continent. They raped, murdered, stole, trafficked whoever they wanted. Hound's martial and physical ability continued to increase over the years. Hound became the groups most feared enforcer. From rape, skinning, torture, impalement, crucification, murder and arson tactics she would intimidate their enemies. The body count Hound had earned over the years as a brutal enforcer was nearly a score over eleven-hundred.

Ogron Gerehardt - All changed again on what appeared to be a routine raid. The story of events is kept secret and only a handful know of what happened. Common knowledge is that this is the battle that Hound lost her eye and hung up the mantle of terror.

Hero Age Time
HoD
Askier Mergrey
Raven Gorehand
Ala Mhigan Massacre
Flames

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T09:43:22Z

Hound: /* History/Timeline */

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanor. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3"></font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥<font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[ Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] She approached me, starting yelling and swung at me. Don't know what her issue is or why she followed me aftewards.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."
::* "You heard about what she did, right? She's the one who was put on trial for mass murder. And got away with it!"

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come
<br>
::* She pretends she doesn't like me but I know she does, she also swears she's not a good woman but I don't believe that either. You don't just save someone's life twice if somewhere, even deep down, you're not a good person. Hound. I don't know what to say other than that I really am fond of the woman, and if I ever had to fight for her you better believe I would! - [[Siha Xinkei]]
<br>
::* "She should have stayed dead." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
<br>
::* "Utterly heartless without a compassionate bone in her frame. The only thing I regret about our...miscommunication, is that I missed." - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]
<br>
::* "Be sure you only address her has Hound, nothing else. Using titles or anything else makes her mad. And you would be stupid, and probably suicidal, if you made her mad on purpose! She's a scary lady." - [[Jin'to Epinoch]]

==History/Timeline==

Childhood - Grieving Hound was born to a hermit like home in the mountain ranges of Abalathian Spine. Her parents were loving and kind. She has an older brother and a younger sister. Her early life education was that of how to treat others. She has no academic education at all. Hound cannot read any language. She can however recognize certain common words. Hound earned her name early on in life. She was lost once for a period of over two days. No older than the age of eight. Her family, that were able and neighbors went on a hunt for the missing girl. When she was found, it was high up in the mountains. She was heard crying from a distance and when they approached found her cradling a mortally wounded wolf pup. From then on she was known as Grieving Hound. Grieving was a popular girl in her community. Always the first to volunteer to offer a helping hand even at the cost of spending time playing with friends. Grieving often helped her father cut lumber.

Teenage Years - As Grieving grew it quickly became apparent she was on the larger end in size of roegadyn women. From the years helping cut, carry and carve lumber with her father she had grown mightily strong and skilled with an ax. She discovered boys at a typical age and slowly began to become more infatuated with flirting and spending time with hamlets boys than cutting lumber with her father. While this saddened her father he knew it was what made Grieving happy. Grieving was always competitive. She would challenge and often beat her opponents in physical feats. From sprinting, running, climbing, wood chopping, wrestling, weight lifting, arm wrestling. Hound was blessed with excellent physical genetics and a great personal drive to improve. It was only natural that she was among the first to be levied when the bells of war rang.

Army Time / Her Experience - Grieving Hound was forcibly conscripted along with many other able bodied from her home. Her brother was conscripted as well but her younger sister was to young to go. Grieving was only fifteen when she entered military service unwillingly. She spent her first few months learning the ways of war from the Sergeants. As she was already skilled with an ax she stuck to it as her weapon. She wasn't given armor as it was too expensive to be given to someone as low as her on the totem pole. Grieving, who from then on only went by Hound, and her brother Laughing Drake who only went by Drake, were in the same company. He looked out for her and she looked out for him. They saved each others life on more than one occasion. It wasn't until she was sixteen, nearing seven-teen did they get into their first large scale conflict. Hound got her first taste of war and she did not like it. Their enemy had attacked a village in the Spine. They killed anyone who fought, imprisoned anyone who didn't and burnt the rest to the ground. The shock that came with the realization that someone could even do such a thing to a village forever scarred the mind of Hound. The war in the Spine went on for three more years. In that time Hound and Drake gained a reputation and a slight bit of renown on the battlefield. It was here that Hound killed her first man, along with many others. The anger and fear she had held for her enemies nearly broke the the young girl entirely. She witnessed the horrors of war in its entirely and the cruelty that people were able to bring upon one another. The young, helpful, optimistic and happy girl who was known as Grieving ceased to exist.

Post Military - When the campaigns were over and the levy was released to return to their homes, Hound refused to return with her brother. As much as he had pleaded with her she had refused and slipped away in the night at the age of nine-teen. Her brother, Drake, had returned home without his sister. To this day she has never set foot back in her home. When Hound made her way into the world she quickly found herself scrapping together all she could to survive. Foraging, selling small things she had found or trading it for food. The nightmares of war kept her from fitting back into society. It was a cold night while sleeping in the alleyways of the bottom rung district of a town when Hound's life would change forever again. She was filthy, not having bathed in weeks. Cold and shivering from the rain as she could not afford to pay for shelter. A drunken group of thugs came across her and tried to take her against her will. Hound reacted forcibly and was able to not only defend herself but to leave the group with broken bones and pleading for mercy. She did not give it to them. She was unawares to it until afterwards but the leader of the company of thugs that Hound just dispatched watched from afar. She displayed the strength, power and lack of mercy the captain looked for in recruits. The captain offered Hound a job. Join them as one of their own and anything she could ever want could be hers. She accepted and from them on she would become the monster that so many hate today.

Criminal Time -

Hero Age Time
HoD
Askier Mergrey
Raven Gorehand
Ala Mhigan Massacre
Flames

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T09:33:16Z

Hound: /* History/Timeline */

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T09:04:00Z

Hound:

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T09:02:12Z

Hound:

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T09:01:36Z

Hound:

Grieving Hound

2015-03-31T09:01:07Z

Hound:

Jeanne Bealieu

2015-03-30T11:01:02Z

Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

to come

===Appearance===

Jeanne can often be seen wearing higher quality clothing and equipment. A person of higher birth, she has been granted many luxuries in life.

===Behavior===

Duty first. Self indulgence second. Jeanne sticks true to her tasks and follows them through to the best of her abilities. She's loyal and it shows. That being said, Jeanne will take liberty to help herself to things if it doesn't detract from her task. Food, people, drink, games. She enjoys having fun.

==Combat==
===General===

Jeanne is a capable melee fighter. She's professionally trained as a squire by a far more skilled knight. Jeanne has been educated in the arts of conjury and carries an intermediate skill set.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Sex.
::* Family.
::* Tradition.
::* Getting her way.

===Dislikes===
::* Failure.
::* Dishonour.
::* Being rejected.
::* Not getting her way.

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Decent at negotiation due to experience as a courtier and lady in waiting in her teenage years.
::* She enjoys hunting down a good time, and even more enjoying that good time.
::* Tends to get her way.

===Other===
::* Will manipulate others into getting what she wants.

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Nicolette Rabelaise]] : Jeanne's Knight. Ever faithful and will obey Nicolette's command to the letter.

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : I met this miqo'te while walking in Ul'dah. He was a little worse for wear. I lent him some aid and haven't seen him again since.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* She is a highborne from Ishgard!
::* Her so called Knight and her don't spend much time with us lowly folk. But she can be seen traveling the bad parts of town from time to time.... alone.

===Moderate Rumors===
::* She talked her way right into that barmaids heart, she did! Then she left her the next morning. The snob.

===Rare Rumors===
::* Dear boy, you should know she doesn't really like the company of women. She's saving herself for marriage, at least her flower.

===PC Rumors===
::*

==History/Timeline==

To come

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Jeanne Bealieu

2015-03-30T11:00:07Z

Hound:

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==Character==
===General===

to come

===Appearance===

Jeanne can often be seen wearing higher quality clothing and equipment. A person of higher birth, she has been granted many luxuries in life.

===Behavior===

Duty first. Self indulgence second. Jeanne sticks true to her tasks and follows them through to the best of her abilities. She's loyal and it shows. That being said, Jeanne will take liberty to help herself to things if it doesn't detract from her task. Food, people, drink, games. She enjoys having fun.

==Combat==
===General===

Jeanne is a capable melee fighter. She's professionally trained as a squire by a far more skilled knight. Jeanne has been educated in the arts of conjury and carries an intermediate skill set.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Sex.
::* Family.
::* Tradition.
::* Getting her way.

===Dislikes===
::* Failure.
::* Dishonour.
::* Being rejected.
::* Not getting her way.

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Decent at negotiation due to experience as a courtier and lady in waiting in her teenage years.
::* She enjoys hunting down a good time, and even more enjoying that good time.
::* Tends to get her way.

===Other===
::* Will manipulate others into getting what she wants.

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Nicolette Rabelais]] : Knight

: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Evirine Decorus]] :

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : I met this miqo'te while walking in Ul'dah. He was a little worse for wear. I lent him some aid and haven't seen him again since.

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* She is a highborne from Ishgard!
::* Her so called Knight and her don't spend much time with us lowly folk. But she can be seen traveling the bad parts of town from time to time.... alone.

===Moderate Rumors===
::* She talked her way right into that barmaids heart, she did! Then she left her the next morning. The snob.

===Rare Rumors===
::* Dear boy, you should know she doesn't really like the company of women. She's saving herself for marriage, at least her flower.

===PC Rumors===
::*

==History/Timeline==

To come

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2014-06-12T04:42:38Z

Hound: /* RELATIONS */

Grieving Hound

2014-06-12T04:40:54Z

Hound:

Grieving Hound

2014-06-11T03:31:40Z

Hound: /* RELATIONS */

Siha Xinkei

2014-06-10T01:45:22Z

Hound: /* RUMORS */

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'''Siha Xinkei''' (pronounced /See-ha Sheen-kay/) (28th Sun 6th Astral Moon) is a keeper of the moon currently on a pilgrimage to better her knowledge of aether usage, as it stands she's quite adept and one of the more powerful magus though she's unaware of this.

: '''Theme Song''': [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=70VlAyEUXYM Adrisaurus - Wanderer's Lullaby]<br>[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JuR9Pjfps2E Adrisaurus - Beautiful Cruel World]<br>

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

Siha's history begins with the history of her clan, they started out as the usual Keepers, staying fast to the forests in Gridania despite the conflict with the locals but eventually a small band grew weary of the constant fighting and strife, breaking off they headed for a new place. Ul'dah was out of the question with its lack of water and always scorching heat, so they traveled to the next best place, Limsa Lominsa. There they settled and prospered under the leadership of the three 'dominant' families of the tribesmen and women that had come along, one happening to be the family of Shota Xinkei (Siha's mother), and their lives were as peaceful as any clan living in isolation outside of the city in the cliffs overlooking the ocean. The clan kept to itself and only ventured to the city when absolutely necessary, and that wasn't often for them, so when Siha was born it was into a clan rife with tradition but also infighting. She was an anomaly, her entire family was, with 9 older boys and only girl most looked upon her mother as unblessed by Menphina and it had warped the Miqo'te woman into a foul embittered, and defensive thing who was obsessed with appearances.

This all proved to be bad news for the young Siha who was nothing short of a disaster child, born the only child from a fling between her mother and a pirate Miqo'te (Yuzu'ya), she was clumsy and much too outgoing and unrefined for her mothers taste but Shota couldn't simply disown her. It would have shown weakness and there was no father to pass her to as he had no idea he'd fathered a child and being a man of the sea Shota had no way and no want to find him again. Instead the mother was hard on the girl and tried her best to hide her disdain behind sugary veiled threats, accidents and underhanded snide comments towards the unsuspecting little girl. The rest of the clan left Shota to her devices with the girl, unwilling to touch the tainted females progeny and so it only embittered Shota more that the birth of a girl wasn't finally her ticket back into the good graces and standings of the clan.

Siha blinded herself to her mothers mistreatment and instead contented herself with wandering far and wide, days at a time when she could manage, and she usually could with her mother always hoping she just wouldn't come back. All of Shota's bitterness was attached to the girl through no fault other than she was a female and still unworthy of gaining her mother favor, she was a failed hope and it made Shota hate her innocent daughter. Siha's brothers as well as the most of the clan had little love for their sister, the brothers because they would take any chance to curry Shota's favor and dodge her ire, while the clan simply saw her as cursed like her mother and the rather destructive screw up of the clan. Still Siha kept up her spirits and started on the path of the Arcanist, aether had always fascinated her and despite being clumsy the girl wasn't completely dull, in fact she was rather sharp! It wasn't until the girl had turned 15 that her visions started, but when they did it was as if hell had broken loose on her, they were frequent and terrible and worst of all she dreamed of the Calamity with no inkling that it was something to actually come to pass.

When the Calamity did come to pass the clan the girl came from was devastated like any others and lost almost half their numbers to the event, but the emotional damage went far beyond that for the budding seeress who not only had the privileged of knowing those that died but knowing she could have warned them. She had dreamed it after all. For months she was inconsolable, isolating herself from everyone in her clan, she had to force herself to come to terms with that guilt or bury and as before...she buried it, leaving it a deep wound with only a thin covering to keep it from reopening but covered it was. She returned to the clan and her studies but her confidence was shattered and so her skills suffered more until her mother could hardly look at her without shame, that's when Shota was given a way out after hearing of tradition that other clans employed, pilgrimage. She would toss the girl into the wilds with a vague idea of what she was doing and hope for the worst, that her daughter would never return regardless of if it was due to death or misdirection.

Siha had no idea the pilgrimage her mother gave her with shining eyes was anything less than honest and a chance to prove herself so she took it eagerly and has every intention of fulfilling her mother's expectations.

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

Presently Siha has mastered more than her fair share of Aether manipulation, successfully having delved into both light and dark magics in her quest to save her brother and then ultimately bring him back from his 'death'. As of late she's found herself tangled in far more things that she thought, more to be updated soon as it develops.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">PC Standings and Rumors</div>===
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<center>''Remember that some of these may or may not be true. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''</center>
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Tha' girl is sweet, but ah don' think she's got a full crew manin' 'er helm"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I don't think she's old enough to be out on her own just yet..."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You could swindle the clothes right off of her if you had a good enough sob story!"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She always seems to be hanging around with one man or another when she's not alone...you know what that looks like."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I hear she's on some sort of pilgrimage to master the aether"
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "That Carbuncle she keeps around seems like it's the only friend she's got in the world"
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's always the sweet ones that are a little off, maybe she's out on her own for a reason..."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I hear her family's trying to hunt her down, snubbed 'em she did, and their matriarch didn't like tha' too much!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I hear her clan exiled her for being an embarrassment, they just sent her out to let nature run its course"
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I heard she blacks out sometimes, spouts a bunch of nonsense under her breath before snappin' out of it too"
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I heard her clan is some batch of psychos, even eat their own kind, wonder if she's some kind of 'inspector' for 'em"
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I hear 'er father is a pirate, I know a man, looks just like 'er...might even act like her, kind of a big ol' kid. Crazy man"
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her use her magic once, summoned something that looked like a primal right out of the ground! Scared the bells out of me!"

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "There are people in Ul'dah who share the same dream, like a copse of trees that share the same root. And then there's this girl, Siha. Her dreams are like that, but she dreams them while she's awake. What's the connection?" - [[C'kayah Tia]], overheard talking with an unidentified Miqo'te in Ul'dah.
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She has a kind heart, a brightness about her. Some may think her positive spirit as lacking in wisdom, but I think it is what makes her strong, and she does not hesitate in lending that strength to others." - [[Roen Deneith]], when asked about the young Miqo'te
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Don't make her drink! I found her, stripped of most her garments, dancing in a fountain. I know her, sweet and ambitious most of days, but this tells me, there is much more to Siha than what meets bare eye." [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]], asked about how one can please Siha.
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Erik's sister? Well she's trusting, dangerously so for her own sake. I almost kidnapped her once simply by tricking her to travel with me and she only got away cause the guard I was with stopped me. She's nice though. And easy to socialize with, but she certainly isn't as dangerous as her brother. Least I don't have a reason to assume so anyway." - [[Askier Mergrey]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Too clever by half, her. Puttin' one over ol' Askier, then snoopin' about so well that Od'hilkas misses her completely - 'n' him what with Red Wings training. Wouldn't surprise me none t'learn she's more dangerous than her brother, the Captain. Wouldn't surprise me at all." - [[Osric Melkire]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I used to adore this woman, but when I noticed her desire to be with those of the underground - I lost hope. Her vision to see what is right is entangled by the false emotions that she carries for the others who hold nothing but malice. Alas, the darkness that sweeps over is brought upon herself. I will not speak more of her any longer." - [[Bartolomeo Filangieri]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I first saw her outside the Quicksand. She didn't know I was watching her and that later that evening I was going to kidnap her. She was fortunate in the way things turned out. Now that the whole mess is sorted she won't leave me be. Every time she sees me she stops me. Hells damn it all." - [[Grieving Hound]]
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====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Erik Mynhier]] : Siha's older oath brother, the two have been as close a blood siblings since their first meeting together. Siha has saved him in return for him saving her and devoted herself to him unlike she has for any other. She used to love no one more than he but as of late her faith in him has begun to waver and she finds herself heartbroken and confused when she thinks of the tall Highlander.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Roen Deneith]] : Yet another oath sibling to Siha, the young Miqo'te looks up to the red haired Roen and loves her just as deeply as if they were born of the same blood. She doesn't hesitate to confide anything to Roen and when she feels there is no one else to turn to knows that she can and will be able to turn to Roen for whatever she had need of. She worries after the woman like any sister and does her best to protect her despite the other woman's independent and strong streak.

: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[C'kayah Tia]] : A Seeker of the Sun that started off as a good friend but whom Siha has developed strong feelings for. She's always kept these feelings to herself, unsure of them at first, but with the threat of death looming over her head she decided it was finally time that the male knew how she felt. Not discouraged by his reaction it has left her nervous and uncertain of what will happen between the two.

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]] : A member of The Red Wings, under her brother's command, Siha thinks the world of this male Keeper. She's come to see both the soft, caring side of him as well as the brave and valiant side. Recently she can't deny that she's developed somewhat of a crush on the male, but knows he is interested in another leaving her to become closer with him as friends at the very least.

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Bartolomeo Filangieri]] : Meeting this man in Arcadeus Siha found herself falling in with him and striking up a friendship. She knows he is a noble and kind soul, even with recent revelations about his past that have somewhat skewed their friendly relationship. Bartolomeo has told her of his feelings for her and while she's not sure what she feels she knows there is some kind of desire for the man even if it's not love. However due to a recent falling out over the strictness of his code Siha has felt her feelings diminish considerably for the man, unable to understand how he can be so blind as to see things in only black and white.

: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Emelie Annel]] : Emelie started off as a friend of a friend, but after a week in Limsa that the two spent healing each others emotional and mental wounds Siha counts the woman as someone near and dear to her. She would even go so far as to say that she does love the woman but has never pursued her as her own feelings on the matter confuse her. She much more content to be close friends with the rough and tumble Seeker.

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : Siha's opinion of Askier has ping ponged more than once since she met him, she's gone from liking him, to hating him, to feeling sorry for him and finally back to liking him again. She sympathizes with everything the male has had to go through and has finally settled into what she hopes will be a budding friendship with the male.

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Yu'nijah Nunh]] : A seeker of the sun male who has gotten himself completely in her bad graces. This male was struck by her odd looks for a Keeper and her defiant mannerisms when he commented on them, enough so that he decided she would be his whether she liked it or not. The two had a violent confrontation that ended with Siha's friends appearing at the right moment to encourage him away but her unease sticks as the male has promised to return without seeming intimidated. Since then he's apologized after she punched him in the face and seems resolved to romance the woman.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Ahlek'zi Ghria]] : A Keeper that Siha has only just met, the young man came to her aid when it was needed, and after a chat she came to find out that he was also a part of the Red Wings run by her brother. She counts the man an ally, if not for his involvement with the Red Wings, then because of his clear streak of nobility and his help that he offered willingly. She sees a good person in him, with a humorous side that seems only a bit tempered by some skiddishness, and plans to try and bring him out of his shell while begging for some instruction in his art of medicine.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Whran'a Mhakaracca]] : A Keeper male that Siha met on one of her worse nights, the male did his best to make sure the woman was kept safe and encouraged not to drink too much. Saving her for a second time has earned him a place firmly in her category of allies and she plans to learn more about him as days pass, from what he's told her thus far there is a deep instilled respect in him but also a longing that she can relate to.

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Dennthota Ahtahrmwyn]] : A Roe woman that Emelie caught spying on Siha and herself one day, the meeting only slid downhill from there as the two threatened one another before Denn left. The woman would later run into Siha on the streets and surprisingly turned out to be quite friendly, if not a bit mischievous, leaving the Keeper in a pickle as she ran off and left her to sort it out. Siha isn't quite sure what to think of her just yet, not swaying one way or the other.

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Osric Melkire]] : A Hyur that Siha is undecided on, she's only met the man briefly when he fought alongside those protecting her and trying to take down Askier. He seems rough but full of good intentions so the Keeper is reserving her judgement until she learns more of him.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Aumeric Chassebel]] : An Elezen boy that Siha is quite fond of at this point, he's show himself to be a loyal friend to Erik as well as Siha herself, helping her bring her brother back. She wishes she knew him a bit better but from what she can tell he's a kind and caring lad.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Zachary Evans]] : A Hyur Gladiator that has recently become Siha's hired bodyguard, the man seems to have a good heart and though he can be a bit thick sometimes Siha is rather fond of him already. Her only complaint? He's far too valiant and scantily clad for her not to blush whenever he's around.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Grieving Hound]] : Hound has saved Siha's life twice so far and the girl has a feeling there will be many times more the way that her luck runs. Ever since Hound kept her from getting kidnapped Siha has developed an affection for her that has only grown as the two have spent some brief time together. She feels safe whenever the Roe woman is by her side and enjoys her company, even as silent as she usually is, she's determined to convince Hound she IS a good woman and to learn as much about her as possible.

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Askier Mergrey

2014-06-09T23:11:42Z

Hound: /* PC Rumors */

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| name = Askier Mergrey
| image = Ffxiv 05302014 134807.png
| imagewidth = 300
| caption = "What do you mean I shouldn't drink while building a bomb? If I mess up, we'll be dead so fast we won't know I messed up."
| title =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Garlean
| race = Miqo'te
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| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 31
| stat_2 = Nameday
| stat_2_value = 4th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon
| stat_3 = Guardian
| stat_3_value = [[Althyk, the Keeper]]
| stat_4 = Orientation
| stat_4_value = Bi-sexual
| stat_5 = Occupation
| stat_5_value = Bomb making
| stat_6 = Server
| stat_6_value = Balmung
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<br>((Askier was part of the Garlean Army the day of the Calamity, and, as a result, was not sent forward in time.))
<br>((Askier is gifted at building explosives))
<br> ((He did try to blow up Ul'dah - see "Saga of the Wind Swept Sands" for details
<br> ((He is pardoned and is living in Ul'dah as his new home not staying out of trouble. Sorry Osric. =p ))
<br> ((His alignment is Neutral as he does not believe in good or evil, just people making choices for reasons that make sense to themselves))
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Askier is a tall, attractive, 31 years old male, with slight wrinkles starting to be visible around his lips and eyes. His ashen skin stands in stark contrast to the chestnut-brown hair he always styles in a slicked back fashion to keep it out of his eyes. His narrow face is covered in numerous scars and face paint that has no real meaning other than Askier thinks it looks rather awesome on himself. His eyes shimmer a bright gold every time they catche the light.
<br><br>The miqot'te's body is tall, taller than a fair number of hyur, and his body is taught and muscled from years of military service. Should he be caught without a shirt on, a nasty collection of wicked looking scars cover the left side of his torso, as the result of falling off a chocobo onto a whiskey bottle inside his coat. Scars, scabs, and callouses cover his hands.
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Askier is a bizarre sort of character, often perceived as a naive individual. He is quick to give a smile and even faster to offer to buy someone he has just met a drink as he tells terrible jokes. He feels the most alive when other people around him laugh at something he has done or said. He tries see the best in someone and is fanatically loyal to those he calls his friends, and expects the same dedication from them in return.

<br><br>Askier will be the first to admit he relies a great deal on luck and refuses to think himself as an intellectual since he has trouble containing his volcanic temper, which is easily set off. However, for all his apparent absent-mindedness, he is a reasonably intelligent being, often able to win word games and riddles quickly and can construct explosive devices with relative ease and knows a lot about them.

<br><br>Askier views the world as one giant experience waiting to happen and that gods, spirits, and mortal races are all subject to no greater end than what they try to achieve for themselves. He believes that everyone acts for reasons that are logical to themselves, and, as such, calling someone good or evil is pointless in Askier's mind. He sees all things as equal and would gladly help out a stranger. But, because there are those that would harm what Askier chooses to care about, he finds no qualms in killing, viewing it as a normal part of being alive and that the act of killing isn't to be viewed as vile, but that the intentions behind the act certainly can.
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Askier fights with his fists and feet, preferring the intimate feeling of his opponent's body against his knuckles. He knows a moderate amount of restoration magic.
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* Making bombs
* Socializing
* Playing word games and sleeping.
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* Overly picky people
* Being underground
* Being insulted
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* Understands and has designed several magictek devices, most of which are explosive.
* Drinking
* Has a natural affinity with mechanical contraptions
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* Askier has lost the feeling in his left hand.
* ...
* ...
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*''Ven'li Mergrey'' - Deceased. Askier's father was a soldier for the Garlean Empire whose illustrious job was to wrangle up chocobos. His father was also a drunk and was killed by a chocobo stampede when Askier was six.

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*''Unknown'' - All Askier knows about his mother is that she gave an infant Askier to his father and then never came back into his life after she left.

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*''Saravena Ancariis'' - Askier's younger sister. They share the same father but a different mother. She is an energetic and kind individual and Askier is incredibly loyal to her. However, for nearly two years, she has been locked in a cell, used as leverage by Askier's Garlean superiors to "encourage" him to build his magictek bomb and destroy Ul'dah.
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*''[[Delial Grimsong]]'' - A tall, secretive woman Askier first met in Uldah looking for recruits. Askier promised to use his network of spies to find Delial's brother in exchange for her help. Since then, she has become one of his most valued allies. While they don't agree on specific tactics, or Askier's wardrobe, the two share a similar world view and Askier finds her ruthlessness for the sake of family immensely refreshing. He enjoys speaking and joking with her though he knows that she finds him rather naive; but Askier is okay with that. Delial is not the kind of woman you show all your cards to right away.

*''[[I'khalo Belho]]'' - A small, young miqo'te woman. Askier first met her when the young bard was trying to write a song. Needing a muse, Askier acted as one for her. Since then, Askier has taken an older brotherly stance towards her, viewing her as a second sister. She is naive, headstrong, and playful and reminds Askier of himself and his sister when they were young. He is fiercely protective of her but has become distant as of late. I'halo shunned Askier after she learned of his Garlean roots and her reaction still stings when he thinks about it, especially since he tried to give up booze for her.

*''[[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]'' - A member of the Red Wings and, in Askier's mind, a male with a mythical knight quality. More so then even Erik, Kahn'a proved during "Saga of the Wind Swept Sands" to be Askier's greatest challenge, something he had never expected. Unlike Erik, who Askier was able to influence with thoughts of games and rules, Kahn'a stands resilient to Askier's tact. Dogmatic, loyal, headstrong and blunt, Kahn'a repeatedly disrupted Askier's plans; not through sheer brilliance but by simple perseverance. But any spiteful feelings for Kahn'a have evaporated. Askier feels a deep connection to Kahn'a since the male not only saved his sister, but was willing to put his life and his reputation on the line by helping Askier fake his own death by acting as Askier's killer. Askier wishes to pay his debt to Kahn'a above all the rest because he feels as if he owes Kahn'a the most for all the hardship he put him through, and because he desires to be around him.

*''[[Osric Melkire]]'' - A Flame Sergeant midlander Hyur. At one point in time, Askier though the man was beneath thinking about, having broken Osric's knee and finding his fighting to be sub-par. However, that all changed the day Osric returned Saravena to him. Over time, Askier has come to see that it is Osric is far more influential than his rank would lead one to believe. Osric planned out how to fake Askier's death and save those Kahn'a cares for the most, and, by doing so, has forever made Askier in the hyur's debt whether he wishes it or not.

*''[[Kanaria Galanodel]]'' - A woman who has truly came out of nowhere only to play a large role in Askier's time in Ul'dah. Askier first met her briefly when his Free Company superior, S'honji, was scolding Askier for fighting in public. Askier was polite but left quickly once S'honji was distracted with her. However, Askier encountered her again, discovering she was both easy to talk and dignified, a combination of traits he rarely found together. Askier managed to convince her to help him under the false pretense of being a merchant in need of armed escorts. However, Kanaria, Askier discovered, is an incredibly loyal person, eager to help Askier even after she learned of his true motives. Her honesty and incredible eagerness has Askier often turning to her when he feels confused and is in need of guidance. She killed Jin'li and helped kill Adin.

*''[[Grieving Hound]]'' - Askier's closet friend. She is reserved, tall, and bluntly honest to a fault. The two first met when they both applied for the Harbingers of Dawn Free Company on the same day. They decided to patrol the roads near Limsa Lominsa together and keep them safe, destroying several gnoll war parties. There was an instant connection between them and they often drank together, laughing and recalling their adventures. Hound tolerates Askier's excessive drinking and childish antics well, often simply shaking her head and laughing. Askier feels completely relaxed around her, almost too much so. Hound, slowly grew tired of the politics of the Free Company, and left for the mountains. Askier, alone and missing his friend, purchased his now trademark coat and plunged into the swirling snows to find her. There, Askier spent many nights trying to get Hound to come back. Their time in the mountains culminated with them joining a hunting party and killing a dragon. Once the beast was dead, Hound decided it was time to return to the south. Askier seized his chance and convinced Hound to help him destroy Ul'dah. Hound, however, had no plans to do so and saved Siha from Askier's kidnapping attempt and fought against him. Hound revealed she did it to save him and their friendship has mended.

*''[[Raven Gorehand]]'' - A tall,female summoner with a powerful affinity for magic and a friend of both Hound and Askier. Raven and Askier were simple aquaintances for a long time until he needed help. Raven surprised him with her eagerness to help him, participating in several attempts on Kahn'a's life. Her ability to slip from reserved woman to wicked fiend with ease makes her a terrific ally for Askier and he values her and her powers immensely.

*''[[Itarliht Syhrkoensyn]]'' - A massive Roe who spoke up for Askier at his trial. After Askier faked his death, Itar hunted for Askier, seeking to offer his help, feeling they were kindred spirits. Once Askier returned to Ul'dah, Askier learned of the connection he two had through the marks they both bore. Askier enjoys the company of the blunt but incredibly intelligent Roe and will throw his life out for Itar, though he cannot explain exactly why he is willing to go so far. Askier fondly calls him "Big Guy."

*''[[Kraz'a Axrial]]'' - An armored juggernaut of a miqo'te Askier first meet when Kraz'a defended him at his trial. He encountered the miqo'te again and learned Kahn'a had told Kraz'a of their plan. Askier's first meeting with Kraz'a was gruff but lett him with a positive impression. The second time they met, Askier tried to hire Kraz'a for a job but the latter refused, but agreed to make small-talk. They spoke for a long time and Askier learned a great deal about Kraz'a and was able to help him find peace on an issue that had been bothering his mind. Since that encounter, Askier wishes nothing but the best for the other male and hopes to see him soon.

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*''[[Adin Adonis]]'' Askier's Employer and former commanding officer inside the Imperial Military. Was killed in Ul'dah.

*''[[Jin'li Epinoch]]'' Adin's slave and prize operative. The kit suffers from numerous disease and is very scikyl, but is a lethal shot with a gunblade. It was Jin'li who watched over Askier's siter for two years and helped Askier ship in his needed magitek parts. Askier hates the male with a burning passion and wishes to kill Jin'li should they ever meet again. Was believed killed in Ul'dah.He is Askier's half-brother but neither knows it.

*''[[Erik Mynhier]]'' - The Red Wings Unit Captain. Askier first approached him planning on toying with him and setting up a game of cat and mouse between the two. He had heard rumors of Erik's delight of challenges and hoped that by setting up a system of rules with the man, his plot would succeed with ease since he viewed Erik's network of agents as the only true threat to his operation. However, Askier discovered he and Erik were kindred spirits and, to his own surprise, found himself liking the man, who even honestly said, they could have been friends if it hadn't been for Askier's desire to destroy Ul'dah.

*''[[Siha Xinkei]]'' - Captain Mynhier's adopted sister. Siha is a very sweet Moonkeeper who Askier met for the first time at Erik's ball. Askier charmed the young woman easily, making her smile and asking her to dance as he pretended to be a simple merchant, realizing she was the perfect leverage again Erik, should something go wrong with his plan. His desire to abduct the young woman was, in fact, encouraged by Erik should Askier succeed in his plan, but her kidnapping went badly. Askier enjoys her company and her polite manners. He doesn't find her to be nearly as threatening as Erik.
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* ''"Askier can't read."'' It's a lie Askier tells about himself.
* ''"How can someone drink that much and be okay with themselves?"''
* ''"I'd say it's not normal for someone to always be this much fun to be around, but I'm having such a good time!"''
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* ''"Heard he likes men and women equally in the bed."''
* ''"Don't make him mad, he'll snap your neck soon as look at ya."''
* ''" The man faked his own death and went into hiding because some Garlean spy master was trying to kill him and his friends that he set up that bomb in Ul'dah to save his sister for them."''
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* ''"I heard Askier knows how to destroy a city with a device of brass and magic."''
* ''"More than one of that man's drinking buddies have been found dead the next morning."''
* ''"Word is he killed some of his own friends the day he deserted the Garlean Empire. "''
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*''"... for all the cruel things I've said to him and of him, he has... He said he would die for me. It is foolish of course. Askier is nothing if not foolish, but... I am grateful."'' - [[Delial Grimsong]]
*''"Don't give me that look! He's... changed, or maybe I have. He taught me a lesson I will never be able to repay him for, yes, I shall give him all I can to ensure he lives. The light he appears under when I look at him now is much different. I can see family, freedom, and loyalty, but also much more. I want to know him."'' - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]
*''"I blame Askier."'' - [[Osric Melkire]]
*''"I never expected myself to say this, but he's grown on me. He's a rather endearing individual who, as far as I can tell, genuinely cares about my well being. It's not often that happens."'' - [[Kraz'a Axrial]]
*''" "Grab this box, bring it back to Ul'dah," he said... Askier started this rock rolling and it has not quit! I'll never forget the change that he brought out of me, he's helped me become more than I ever thought I could be. For this, I will always be grateful. Dinner? What about dinner? Oh... Sorry I don't kiss and tell.~"'' - [[Kanaria Galanodel]]
*''" "He has suffered for one of my masters before, and he shall do so again in time."'' - [[Jin'li Epinoch]]
*''"Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."'' - [[Grieving Hound]]

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Askier was born in the Garlean Empire to Ven'li and a female he knows nothing about. His mother stuck around long enough to birth him and recover before leaving Askier with his father. Ven'li was stationed in an open plan and was responsible for taming chocobos. Ven'li was a distant father and Askier only remembers him from his smell of booze. Askier's sister, Saravena, was born five years after he was to another female. Askier's father was killed when Askier was six. Askier was sent to live with his father's brother, who was a woodcutter near a river.
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For the next 10 years, Askier and Saravena lived relatively uneventful lives. They helped their uncle deforest large swathes of the land to send the lumber down river for the Garlean war machine and learned simple schooling from traveling scholars.
<br>This simple life was violently interrupted when a group of anti-imperial soldiers assaulted the camp and burned many of the workes and the woods in an attempt to hurt the lumber supply to the Garlean military. Askier and Saravena escaped but their uncle was lost in the flames.
<br>Lost, the pair eventually reached a city. There starving, and forced with some unpleasant options, Askier enlisted to serve the army to earn money for his little sister to eat.
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Askier would spend the next four years being bounced around from one tour of duty to the next. During that time, he took to learning about magitek and started messing around with spare parts he stole. He discovered he was rather good with making random parts work together and his tinkering eventually caught the eye of an officer in the engineering branch. The officer had Askier transferred to his unit and Askier quickly excelled in his new job, causing a good amount of interest amongst the military brass when it came to new explosive devices. One such device of Askier's was loaded aboard a Garlean airship and was planned on being us the day of the Calamity, destroying his device before it could be detonated.

At seeing the immense power of the primal that day, Askier deserted his post, concerned only with keeping his sister safe. He returned home and fled with her south till they came to Eorzea, where they lived as traveling mercenaries for three years.
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Life as a freelance mercenary was good for Askier and Saravena. They travelled and used their coin to live well. Askier began drinking more and more heavily during this time, much to the concern of his sister, who was unable to stop him. Askier used the money he made to keep his sister well taken care off as he spent the left over research what few books he could afford, trying to better himself.

Askier also tried to put his past behind him, and, while he still continued to study bomb making with the few books he could find written about magitek, it was simply for academic reasons.

He was enjoying his life and considered himself extremely lucky.
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But the good luck ran out. Askier was recognized by a Garlean spy near Ul'dah and, after tailing Askier, came up with a plan. He forces Askier to build another bomb, in Ul'dah. Askier refused initially but the agent took Askier's sister hostage and made the demand: "destroy Ul'dah or she dies". Askier gave in immediately for his sister and has been working on building his bomb for over a year and a half, shipping in the needed parts slowly and piece by piece to avoid attention.
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((Askier's IC summary of Saga of the Wind Swept Sands"))<br><br>
To whomever finds this, This may be my last time sitting down to write, and I will be considering this as my last testament. The purpose of this testament is to chronicle the past two years, and, more specifically, the past few weeks that have led to me sitting in this cell.<br><br>

I begin when Saravena was taken, as that was the catalyst for all of this. Saravena and I had been wandering and working as mercenaries for the three years after my desertion from the Empire following the calamity.
It was a good life. However, my drunkenness proved our undoing. Like my father, the drink is my vice and I was drunk and loud too often back then. A servant of my former captain during my years in service to the Empire, hence forth referred to as “my employer”, recognized me. I do not know how long they followed after us, or planned, but they struck without warning. Saravena found a knife to her throat and I with a choice many say should have been harder to make than I found it to be. I agreed to save Saravena’s life by destroying Ul’dah with a bomb of my own creation.<br><br>

For the next two years, I moved in secret, slowing shipping in my needed parts a few at a time to keep myself from drawing unwanted attention to myself. I joined the Harbingers of Dawn during this time, hoping to find companionship to distract my mind from what I was doing. Although I found most inside the Free Company to be as full of schemes as I, I did find a few genuine companions, though only one I felt comfortable telling everything to, which I did. Hound, I know you cannot read and I apologize for lying to you about me not being able to do so for so long, but if this should ever be read aloud to you, know you are more than a friend, you are family.<br><br>

Hound hinted I should stop and try to find another way, but I dismissed her. What could the two of us do against “my employers” shadows? I was afraid and continued on, though I regret now not heeding her.<br><br>

I was allowed to see my sister during these two years on rare occasions. Always at a location “my employer’s” slave, Jin’li, picked, and only for a few moments. I began to grow impatient, wanting her back.I started making ripples in my haste.
Ripples Erik Mynhier began to detect. I realized this and grew angry. I was too close. So I made a move that, in hindsight, saved both Saravena and all of Ul’dah: I confronted Erik.<br><br>

Erik, should you see this, know that I have always judged a leader by how his enemies view him and his men revere him. 'A friend to all' is the title I bestow upon you. I came to you, trying to trick you into playing this game by my rules, to bend you to my will. But even then you showed me respect as I revealed half-truths to you. I should have realized then, when you let me walk away, that you had already won. You had already placed your prize pieces upon the board,<br><br>

Kahn'a Od'hilkas and Osric Melkire.<br><br>

Erik, I don’t know how many moves ahead of me you were or how you intercepted Jin’li’s letter to me, but you played it all so well. There I stood, in Vesper Bay, waiting for the shipping manifest from Jin’li that would reveal where I was to find the final three parts for my device. I recall how my allies and Delial Grimsong… I do not call Delial an ally because she is something more, a schemer as great as myself and as close a friend as one can have with such a dangerous creature. She was using me to help her own ends as much as she aided me out of a kindred bond to save our siblings. I have digressed.<br><br>

There we stood, with the manifest in hand, my eyes reading over it greedily, when Kahn’a and his allies attacked us. Looking back, I realize just how far Kahn’a has come since Vesper Bay. Back then he was just a scared kit while now he… during Vesper Bay, he was no real threat. The only reason I lost the manifest was a result of the hyur the woman, Daphine, smashing my eye with her book and Osric attacking my flank while I recoiled in pain. Osric certainly would have captured me and ended it all then and there had my chocobo, Drumstick, not come to my aid.<br><br>

After Vesper Bay, I nursed my wounds in secret. Delial did what she could for me, but my eye never healed properly, and even now, bright light causes it to weep blood profusely. I wanted revenge and so I hunted for it during the week until my last three parts would arrive. I found Kahn’a in an alley and thrashed him violently, hoping that my assault would stop Kahn’a for good. Instead, my violence caught the eye of my Harbinger of Dawn superior, S’honji, and his friend at the time, Kanaria Galanodel. Eager for more guards to help me recover my packages, I lied to them both, pleading for help recovering my shipments for “my employer” saying they were harmless artifacts. S’honji immediately mistrusted me, but Kanaria seemed to be eager to help a man in need. <br><br>

My allies gathered at the “Coffin and Coffer”, being Delial,Hound, Siha, Kanaria, and S’honji. Everything should have been easy. We split into two parties. Delial, Kanaria and Shonji went to The Silver Bazaar. Hound, Siha, and I went to Crescent Cove.<br><br>

But Hound betrayed me.<br><br>

Just as I had recovered my second part and planned to kidnap Siha, Kahn’a arrived. Hound then stepped forward and raised her axe against me. Outnumbered four-to-one, I was forced to swim for it with my part. Wet and half-naked, I rendezvoused back in Ul’dah with Delial’s team where we secured the two parts we had recovered and then proceeded to location number three, the graveyard near Camp Drybone. Osric,Hound, Siha, Kah’na, Daphine, and Jana were waiting for us. After a standoff, we came to blows, though it was my party that was forced to yield, all of us bloodied and beaten, save Kanaria, who proved to be a more dangerous combatant then I had ever expected,certainly more than S’honji, who fell to Osric’s blows swiftly. I broke Osric’s knee before fleeing on Drumstick once more, a battered Delial thrown unceremoniously across my saddle.
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That night, I finished the bomb, even without the third part. As my lethal creation hummed intolife and the sinister glow burned into my eye, I will admit I felt pride at all I had accomplished. I had almost, single-handedly, done the impossible, something the might of the entire Imperial military had not been able to do: I had Ul’dah by the throat. In that moment, I was akin to Bahamut, a force of sheer destruction unable to be stopped. The timer on my bomb was ticking and would detonate in one week.<br><br>

Then my heart sank and my stomach twisted into knots as I realized, without a shred of doubt, I didn’t want to go through with my plan. The reality of what setting the device off would do, and what would happen to Saravena if I didn't let it go off, slammed into me. Depressed and confused, I started to drown my emotions in alcohol.<br><br>

For the next week, a war raged inside my mind, part of me playing the demon. I encountered Kahn’ain the streets of Ul’dah and my companion Raven and I tormented him, trying to break him of his will to fight. But I saw in his eyes he wasn’t afraid anymore. He was fighting back and I felt fear. I began to grow confused, and in my confusion, I acted, proceeding in an action that had repercussions in my mind and added fuel to my doubt. I might have even killed Kahn’a at that moment had Kanaria not intervened. I left, my mind wrapped in the fog of doubt and no amount of fiery liquor could burn the fog away.<br><br>

My conscious rose up in me, begging me to seek help. But from who? Hound had betrayed me and it would be some time till we mended our relationship. I thought I was alone again.<br><br>

I wasn’t. I know now that Kanaria was working with Kahn’a, but she found me sitting on some crates and managed to wring the truth of my goals and who I was from my lips without a bit of force. I was so desperate and wracked by guilt I needed to confess. Kanaria’s response amazed me. She did not shun me, but offered to help me to the bitter end. I left her, still confused but with the realization I wasn’t alone. I wanted to see Kanaria again, to talk to someone. She used this desire to break down my defenses and convinced me to meet with Kahn’a and Osric. During the meeting, I gave them a copy of the book I had written on explosive magitek as a token of good will. In return, Osric offered a plan:
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Ask "my employer” to let me see my sister one last time, but instead of me going, he would and free my sister while I waited with my bomb, swearing to disarm it the moment Saravena was safe.<br><br>

That night, after the meeting, as I drank by the light of my bomb, I smiled. I remember it. For the first time in a long time, I saw a light at the end of this tunnel and it wasn’t a light of destruction.<br><br>

But the truce nearly failed.<br><br>

I had gathered my allies and Delial, still not entirely trusting Kahn’a and Osric. Kahn’a arrived with his troops and my mind immediately took it as betrayal but I waited. I was willing to humor them as they looked on at my bomb with terror. But then I heard Kahn’a say the words that broke my will that night. He looked straight at me and uttered: “Saravena is dead, Askier.”<br><br>

My mind snapped, I started dancing around, cackling, wanting to kill everyone and everything, wanting to set off the bomb, and I know I would have, had Kanaria not held me back. My allies and Delial refused to fight, they heard Kahn’a as he tried to explain Saravena was, in fact, still alive; that Osric had saved her after all. In my grief I failed to hear, and I was shot by Kahn’a’s arrow. After that, I remember very little as Daphine drugged me. But I know the bomb was disarmed and I was taken to this cell, where I have resided this past week, thinking.<br><br>

I was visited later by Kanaria and Kahn’a, who brought in an unconscious Saravena and placed her in my arms. Osric had kept up his end of the bargain, though they had almost lost her. I confess I wept for hours, both relieved that she was safe again after two years and ashamed for nearly breaking my end of the truce.<br><br>

But Jin’li isn’t done with me it seems. He still lives and conspires for “my employer.” If I ever see that runt again, I’ll sink my teeth into his throat and tear it out. Kahn’a and Osric tell me that Kahn’a is being forced to play a game for“my employer” much like the one I was forced to, though this time, it is not Ul’dah he wants destroyed, it is me for failing him and letting Osric make a fool out of him. <br><br>

I feel no hatred for Osric, Kanaria, or Kahn’a. Rather I view them as family. They simply tried to keep what they cared for safe and they were willing to help out a total stranger and his sister while doing so. How could I ever judge someone for that? Kahn’a especially has gone from my greatest foe to something I find myself surprised by. Raven, Kanaria, Osric, Hound, Kahn’a, Vali,even you Delial, I owe you all a debt I can never repay but will try.<br><br>

I have one last scheme to play. One, that if all goes well, will free me forever from this madman, though the price will by high for some near to me, but they have agreed and once again I am left in awe of their selflessness. I will stand trial soon and accept my punishment, be it acceptable to me. S’honji plans to convict me and execute me, but I have no plan on dying. Not until I return “my employer” for his years of kindness.<br><br>

In conclusion, I did not write this for pity or forgiveness. In truth, part of me will always be proud of what I have accomplished, though I am grateful that I never had to set off my device. No, I write this so that, no matter how history remembers me, there will always be a record from my own pen that proves that I am nothing more than a simple Garlean miqot’e, whom was fallible, foolish, and devoted to those he loves.<br><br>

Askier Mergrey, <br><br>
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Askier went to trial for his crimes during the "Saga of the Wind Swept" but he went to live and be free, not suffer S'honji's punishment.

Kahn'a was confronted by Jin'li and forced to play the very game Askier had been. This time, however, Askier was the target, and those Kahn'a cared about most were the hostages. Kahn'a came to Osric and Kanaria and told them, and the three worked out a way to trick Jin'li and free Askier from Jin'li's master. They would fake Askier's death in front of everyone. Askier was asked to trust Kahn'a to shoot at hi with the gunblade Jin'li had given him. Askier, seeing the young male forced to make the same type of choice he was and realizing the risk Kahn'a was taking to spare his life, agreed without hesitation, having come to trust Kahn'a, Kanaria, and Osric completely. The only other person who was to know was Saravena. During the trial, Askier stood mostly silent, letting those who would speak for him do so. They added to the plan. Then Askier stepped forward, giving Kahn'a a shot he couldn't miss. The other male took it and hit the metal covering they had slipped under Askier's shirt. Askier flew backwards into Osric, who pinched a set of nerves, sending Askier into a state of near death. To add to the effect, Askier bit a whole in his tongue to let blood ooze out. Osric rushed Askier away and revived him, though the bruising from the shot forced Askier to limp. Osric escorted Askier to an airship and sent him to Limsa. Askier, in immense pain, passed out aboard the ship, a free man for the first time in years.
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<div style="font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;">''Life After Death''</div>

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Askier arrived in Limsa and kept a low profile. But Adin and Jin'li were no fools. They hunted Askier down and shot Askier off a cliff after tricking Osric into revealing Askier was alive. Askier fell from the cliff and saw the starry heavens and during that moment, a mark was burned onto the back of his neck before he slammed into the ocean and lost consciousness for several days as Osric's siblings saved him and took him to Lady Grace for healing. During that time, Osric, Kahn'a, and Kanaria hunted down Adin and Jin'li and killed them both. When Askier awoke, his ruined eye was fixed by Lady Grace's healer and his wounds as well. He rejoiced when he learned he was a truly free miqo'te. He returned to Ul'dah, where he encountered Adin's replacement, Rema, briefly as she told him she was calling off the attacks on Ul'dah for a time. Askier now calls Ul'dah his home and was looking to relax.
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<div style="font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;">''Slipping into old ways''</div>
But that was not to last. Askier encountered the massive Roe Itarliht Syhrkoensyn, who mentioned the mark on Askier's neck and explained they were both part of a small collection of similar fellows with similar marks. Askier has agreed to help his new allies discover the purpose of the marks. But Itar was not done with Askier. Itar informed Askier there were several old allies of Askier's in need of aid and Askier offered to help without hesitation, even if doing so might reawaken his negative image amongst certain people.

Meanwhile, Askier was contacted to identify the explosive used on Lady Grace's ship. Askier agreed and determined the device but was accused of setting it himself and snapped angrily, viewing the cheap explosive beneath him. Askier has sworn to prove to Lady Grace how talented his skills are one way or the other.

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====<div style="font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;">Music I rp Askier with:</div>====
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTuhuon1j6U Voltaire - When You're Evil]
<br>[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F90Cw4l-8NY&feature=kp Bastille - Pompeii]
<br>[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xzir1B43I3E&feature=kp Freedom Call - Warriors]
<br>[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2H4l9RpkwM&feature=kp Linkin Park - Breaking the Habit]
<br>[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VK9qfVQ4Z04&feature=kp Within Temptation - Angels]
<br>[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iL4mywCOJXA Grounds for Divorce - Elbow]
<br>[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGnmuBOmL5I Otto Waalkes - Grund zum feiern ]
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<div style="font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 10pt; margin: 10px 0 0 0; border-top: 1px solid black;"><p style="line-height: 170%; margin: 0 0 10px 0;">''Messy template of doom by: [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]''</p></div>

[[category:Miqo'te]]

Edgar Von Gandervalt

2014-06-09T23:09:33Z

Hound: /* PC Rumors */

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== <span style="color:#b22222;">Character</span> ==

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=== <span style="color:#b22222;">Name</span> ===
'''<span style="color:#b22222;">Tribal Name</span>'''

:'''Z'Sira'a Tordone''' ''(Zoh-Sir-ah Tor-dawn-ah)''

:''As a mixed breed, Edgar's tribal name uses a combination of Seeker and Keeper naming conventions. He bears the prefix of his father, Z'Tal Tia, a Seeker of the Sun, along with the numerical suffix key to Keeper of the Moon traditions.''

'''<span style="color:#b22222;">Aliases/Nicknames</span>'''

:'''Edgar Von Gandervalt'''

:''An alias adopted upon learning of his parents' fate, taken up for safety reasons. The last name, Gandervalt, is taken from his adoptive family, with the addition of the preposition "Von", which means "of" or "from". The first name, Edgar, was chosen entirely at random.''

:'''Ed'''

:''A shortened version of Edgar.''

:'''Little Cat'''

:''A nickname given to him by [[Delial Grimsong]], one which he is not exactly fond of.''

:'''Schroedinger'''

:''A pet name given to him by his adoptive mother, Fyora Gandervalt.''

=== <span style="color:#b22222;">Appearance</span> ===

:'''Height''': ''6 Fulms, 11 Ilms.''

:'''Weight''': ''125 Ponze.''

:'''Body''': ''Edgar has a very lean build with little to no visible musculature; it doesn't take much time without eating to cause his cheeks to become sunk-in and to expose his ribs. He has a lot of difficulty building muscle mass, so in spite of the physical training he has undergone in Coerthas, his frame continues to lean towards lithe, even malnourished, at best. Edgar is, for the most part, content with his body structure, though he can be rather sensitive about the apparent lack of well built legs and certain other nonexistent 'assets'.''

:'''Complexion''': ''Edgar's complexion is...lacking. Paler than the light of a full moon, the poor Miqo'te is often mistaken for being anemic or vitamin D deficient, and when an experience sends him blushing, the blush itself manifests as a bright, violently contrasting flash of red across his flesh. In spite of appearances, Edgar is actually relatively healthy, but it is not uncommon for others to jump to conclusions and offer him food, drink, or even medicine because they believe him to be malnourished or sick. Edgar has little to no explanation for his complexion, and even appears to loathe it, referring to himself as a blot of white.''

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== Combat ==

=== General ===

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:<font style="color:#0000FF;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Z'tal Tia''' - ''Lorem ipsum.''

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:<font style="color:#0000FF;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Jajara Jara]]''' - ''A dear friend who Edgar met during her time in Limsa Lominsa. Jara is the first person Edgar turns to when he needs to confide in someone, and the two have been sighted sharing conversation after conversation. Strong, dependable, and good with a hammer, though easily confused when the topic turns to Magic, Jara stands as a source of moral integrity and emotional support. Should Edgar ever find himself in danger, he knows he can rely on Jara to protect him.''

:<font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Delial Grimsong]]''' - ''A woman who has stolen much from Edgar; his parents, by virtue of them being members of the Ala Mighan resistance, a chance at a normal life, as consequence of the murders and most unexpectedly, his '''heart'''. Despite the atrocities she has committed, Edgar forgave the woman, claiming to see within her a light glimmering in the darkness, one Edgar would see grow into a burning flame. Edgar is madly in love with a killer, and where others would see her fit to burn at the stake, Edgar would come between her and her enemies, preaching forgiveness and Delial's innocence, laying claim that she has redeemed herself by filling the void in his life that her actions had left. His nigh-unfaltering affection has had adverse effects on her, ranging from frustration to slight, but noticeable changes in her attitude leaning towards what some might consider the birth pangs of a conscience. Unfortunately, what ever potential the two have or had is now in question; Delial's dealings in generally shady activities has caught up with her, and with cold words she warned Edgar to stay away, as she was now neck deep in affairs too dark to allow bliss between them. Threatening to kill him should he ever speak of her to anyone, she left him to despair in solitude at Costa Del Sol. Unbeknownst to her, however, the "Little Cat" would turn his grief and fear into suspicion and anger. Sickened of being left in the dark and ever caring for Delial's safety, he has begun a hunt for her whose end even Edgar cannot predict...''

:<font style="color:#4e9362;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Name]]''' - ''Lorem ipsum.''

== Rumors ==

=== Common Rumors ===

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=== Moderate Rumors ===

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=== PC Rumors ===

::*"Sometimes I get the feelin' that boy cares ''too'' much, y'know? But he's been as good a friend as I could wish for. Ain't many folks like that, no." - [[Jajara Jara]]
::*"Frustrating. Utterly, completely frustrating." - [[Delial Grimsong]]
::*"An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her? Fool." - [[Grieving Hound]]

== History/Timeline ==

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== Annotations ==

This page was created using a Template created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]], with layout drawing inspiration from [[Siobhain Surtsthalwyn]]'s page.

Grieving Hound

2014-06-09T23:05:10Z

Hound: /* RELATIONS */

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanor. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Askier Mergrey]] : "Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it."

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[ Ogron Gerehardt ]] "....Don't you ever mention his name."

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come

==History/Timeline==

to come

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2014-06-09T23:02:03Z

Hound: /* RELATIONS */

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanor. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come

==History/Timeline==

to come

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2014-06-09T23:01:28Z

Hound: /* RELATIONS */

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanor. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

: </font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3"> [[Raven Gorehand]] : "Raven was once one of my better friends. However my actions in choosing to 'save' Siha's life has costed me this friendship. Nearly to the point where we would have dueled to the death in the sand. I'm glad I didn't have to fight her. To end her life would have caused me much grief."

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come

==History/Timeline==

to come

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2014-06-09T22:57:19Z

Hound: /* RELATIONS */

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanor. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Barbaccia Valadis]] : "Highly intelligent, highly motivated with great leadership abilitiy. She commands respect and most give it to her. She holds a view on things most people don't like. But that's the cost of being a strong leader. Willing to make the hard choices."

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come

==History/Timeline==

to come

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2014-06-09T22:55:11Z

Hound: /* RELATIONS */

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanor. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come

==History/Timeline==

to come

==Annotations==

[[category:Player Character]]

Grieving Hound

2014-06-09T22:53:21Z

Hound: /* RELATIONS */

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==Character==
===General===

You can typically find Hound in one of two ways. Silent, arms crossed and her contemplating how she wants to rip your arms off. Or, on a better day perhaps you'll find a Hound that will sit with you and put up with small talk out of sake of being courteous, WHILE she contemplates how she wants to rip your arms off.

===Appearance===

Hound is very tall, even for a Roegadyn woman. Not the tallest, but rather tall. Her body sports knicks, cuts and scars from decades of melee fighting. Her left eye is typically covered by an eyepatch. But should you see it without, you would see an empty hole of a blackened, burned and scarred eye socket with a long line traveling straight down over it that is scarred from a burn as well. Her body is well toned and muscular. It's come from an intense training regiment that she sticks towards.

===Behavior===

As mentioned before Hound has two typical demeanor. But she's more versatile than that. While she carries a natural dislike for everyone she meets, Hound does know how to be civil. Some people say she puts up an act of being stoic, defensive and stern. Others believe she really is that way while some think she is carefree and doesn't judge anyone about any of their flaws. Her behavior mostly depends on the people she is interacting with at the time.

==Combat==
===General===

Hound is an extremely highly experienced melee fighter. Her decades of experience matched with her immense strength and agility (when out of armor) make her a very threatening foe for anyone who would want to fight her closely. An archer or spell wielder would be far more likely to defeat Hound in combat. While not invincible, it wouldn't be advisable to try to fight her fairly in melee combat.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::* Being alone.
::* Quiet.
::* Beer.
::* Strong men and women.
::* Intelligence.

===Dislikes===
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Crowds.
::* Loud environments.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.
::* Lalafells. It hurts her neck to look that far down.
::* Weak men and women.
::* Indecision.
::* Idiots.
::* Being complimented.
::* Any and all kinds of magic.... did I mention that yet?

===Hobbies/Talents===
::* Hound has experience in all kinds of criminal activities and knows her way well around the likes of them. She almost feels at home in it.
::* Hound enjoys to get stupid drunk, if the tap doesn't run dry first. Her constitution in a drinking contest is rather good.
::* She's a fast sprinter, her large legs help her travel long distances in a straight line. Add turns, jumps and twists however and she slows down a lot.

===Other===
::* Hound's operator (me) would love to meet you, even if Hound doesn't!

====<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div>====
<center> <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic    <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Ally    <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Rival</center><br>

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Siha Xinkei]] : "Stupid and stubborn. I've done nothin' but be honest with her and she doesn't believe me. She'll believe it when she sees it first hand I suppose. At least I got two free meals from her for saving her life. Twice. The little cat has cost me a lot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Tyri Gnase]] : "Stupid girl. But she means well. Far too innocent. Going to get herself taken advantage of."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[R'tali Vexal]] : "Another idiot. How a so called tribe follows this poor excuse of a leader is beyond me. I haven't seen her in quite some time. And it can stay that way."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Edgar Gandervalt]] : "An angry little cat. He's deceiving, educated and can get quite fiery once he's lit up. The sod took a swing at me when his friend failed to kill herself. Like it was my fault. Why should I show compassion for her?"

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Lost River]] : "Ah, River. It's nice to see a fellow Hellsguard. We're so few and far between it helped form a natural link. I still don't like her, nor will I ever. But I can relate to her. And her past."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> [[Honora Alder]] : "Sweet Honora. That's what I call her. She's the slyest hyur I've met. I like her, she's strong. A bit foolish sometimes. But she isn't afraid to make decisions. I have before and would gladly fight for her again."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Zavilik Valkrin]] : "He's an ugly one. Not that I should comment. Just the look of him makes me want to grab him and push his head together until it pops. He's also relentlessly pursuant on being my friend. Why would you propose to someone you knew only two days? The idiot."

: <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> [[Mimiko Miyuki]] : "She's the one that almost killed herself. I tried to be nice to her before. It was hard, but I did it. Now I have no reason to be. It's too bad she didn't succeed."

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[I'khalo Belho]] : "A funny, sweet miqo'te. She's entertained me quite a few evenings while I drank myself to sleep. Few things pull at my heart to want to defend. But Khalo, much like Tyri have done it."

==Rumors==
===Common Rumors===
::* "Hound is a real bitch! If she weren't so gods damned large I would show her what for!"
::* "Did you see that large Roegadyn clad in all black armor? I would be scared to face her for sure."
::* "I don't trust her. Something about her just doesn't seem right."

===Moderate Rumors===
::* "That eye patch ain't just for show. Her eye ain't even there! And her flesh is scarred horribly."
::* "She found work in the Harbingers of Dawn for a time. They made her a barkeep! Her! That giant! A barkeep! Hahaha!"

===Rare Rumors===
::* "She had a hand in that bomb incident... I hear she tried to kill some miqo'te girl and then help the bomb go off!"

===PC Rumors===
::* to come

==History/Timeline==

to come

==Annotations==

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