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Madison Brookstone

2019-01-24T12:49:52Z

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| name = Madison Brookstone
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| gender = Female
| citizenship = Ishgard
| race = Hyur
| clan = Midlander
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| stat_1_value = 24
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| stat_3_value = Musician and Astrologian
| stat_4 = Guardian
| stat_4_value = Nymeia, The Spinner
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| stat_5_value = 17th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon
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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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* Astronomical Textbooks
* Chivalry and Classical Gentleman - Especially Elezen
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* Violence
* Feeling Alone
* Not being taken seriously
* Miqo'te Men
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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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When using Astrology, among the spells she favors are Aetherical Shields and Benefic spells for defense and healing. Offensively, she will attempt to pin an opponent with Gravity spells. If forced to actually strike then she will attack with Malefic blasts of unaspected aether, occasionally drawing upon the elements of her cards to imbue her spells with specific attributes.

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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Name'''</font> '''('''<font style="color:#339933;" size="2">♥</font>''')''' - '''Liam Brookstone'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Name''' </font>'''('''<font style="color:#339933;" size="2">♥</font>''')''' - '''Madeline Brookstone'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Hime.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Himeko Hasegawa''' <font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Learned'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Sirius.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Sirius Arcanas''' <font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Misconceived Magus'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:JinK2.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Jin Karasu]]''' <font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Enforcer'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki_basile.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Basile Feurieux]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><br>'''Nickname'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Ben_Portrait.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Benedict Walker]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><br>'''The Ala Mhigan Vindicator'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:madiwiki_ravard.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Ravard Kasun]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><br>'''Nickname'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Noah.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Noah Kelten''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Masked Intrigue'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her.

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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Madison Brookstone

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| gender = Female
| citizenship = Ishgard
| race = Hyur
| clan = Midlander
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| stat_1_value = 24
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| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Musician and Astrologian
| stat_4 = Guardian
| stat_4_value = Nymeia, The Spinner
| stat_5 = Nameday
| stat_5_value = 17th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon
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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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When using Astrology, among the spells she favors are Aetherical Shields and Benefic spells for defense and healing. Offensively, she will attempt to pin an opponent with Gravity spells. If forced to actually strike then she will attack with Malefic blasts of unaspected aether, occasionally drawing upon the elements of her cards to imbue her spells with specific attributes.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Noah.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Noah Kelten''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Masked Intrigue'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Khyran.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Khyran Oisin]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Forlorn Altruist'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her.

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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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'''Rare Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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'''PC Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Madison Brookstone

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| stat_4_value = Nymeia, The Spinner
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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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* Feeling Alone
* Not being taken seriously
* Miqo'te Men
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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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When using Astrology, among the spells she favors are Aetherical Shields and Benefic spells for defense and healing. Offensively, she will attempt to pin an opponent with Gravity spells. If forced to actually strike then she will attack with Malefic blasts of unaspected aether, occasionally drawing upon the elements of her cards to imbue her spells with specific attributes.

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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Name'''</font> '''('''<font style="color:#339933;" size="2">♥</font>''')''' - '''Liam Brookstone'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Hime.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Himeko Hasegawa''' <font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Learned'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Sirius.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Sirius Arcanas''' <font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Misconceived Magus'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Khyran.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Khyran Oisin]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Forlorn Altruist'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Screenshot 2017-02-16 18.59.48.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Lahn Aier]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Shockingly Impassioned'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Marilprofile.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Maril Hawker]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Alchemical Marvel'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her.

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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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'''Rare Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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'''PC Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Madison Brookstone

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| stat_4_value = Nymeia, The Spinner
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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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When using Astrology, among the spells she favors are Aetherical Shields and Benefic spells for defense and healing. Offensively, she will attempt to pin an opponent with Gravity spells. If forced to actually strike then she will attack with Malefic blasts of unaspected aether, occasionally drawing upon the elements of her cards to imbue her spells with specific attributes.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Hime.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Himeko Hasegawa''' <font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Learned'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her.

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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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'''Rare Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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'''PC Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Madison Brookstone

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| stat_4_value = Nymeia, The Spinner
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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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When using Astrology, among the spells she favors are Aetherical Shields and Benefic spells for defense and healing. Offensively, she will attempt to pin an opponent with Gravity spells. If forced to actually strike then she will attack with Malefic blasts of unaspected aether, occasionally drawing upon the elements of her cards to imbue her spells with specific attributes.

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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;"><font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">♥</font> Attraction</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font> Platonic Love</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;"><font style="color:#339933;" size="2">♥</font> Family</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;"><font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font> Trusted Friend</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;"><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font> Business</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✖</font> Deceased</div><br>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;"><font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font> Positive</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;"><font style="color:#ff3300;" size="2">●</font> Negative</div>
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<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">≈</font> Unsure</div>
<div style="display: inline-block; margin: 0px 20px 10px 20px;"><font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> Memory Lapsed</div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Name'''</font> '''('''<font style="color:#339933;" size="2">♥</font>''')''' - '''Liam Brookstone'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Name''' </font>'''('''<font style="color:#339933;" size="2">♥</font>''')''' - '''Madeline Brookstone'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Hime.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Himeko Hasegawa''' <font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Learned'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Sirius.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Sirius Arcanas''' <font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Misconceived Magus'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Ben_Portrait.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Benedict Walker]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><br>'''The Ala Mhigan Vindicator'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:madiwiki_ravard.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Ravard Kasun]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><br>'''Nickname'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Noah.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Noah Kelten''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Masked Intrigue'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her.

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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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'''Rare Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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'''PC Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Madison Brookstone

2019-01-24T12:27:04Z

Hydromancer: More photos and names

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| stat_4_value = Nymeia, The Spinner
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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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When using Astrology, among the spells she favors are Aetherical Shields and Benefic spells for defense and healing. Offensively, she will attempt to pin an opponent with Gravity spells. If forced to actually strike then she will attack with Malefic blasts of unaspected aether, occasionally drawing upon the elements of her cards to imbue her spells with specific attributes.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Hime.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Himeko Hasegawa''' <font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Learned'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Noah.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Noah Kelten''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Masked Intrigue'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her.

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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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'''PC Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Madison Brookstone

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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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When using Astrology, among the spells she favors are Aetherical Shields and Benefic spells for defense and healing. Offensively, she will attempt to pin an opponent with Gravity spells. If forced to actually strike then she will attack with Malefic blasts of unaspected aether, occasionally drawing upon the elements of her cards to imbue her spells with specific attributes.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Hime.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Himeko Hasegawa''' <font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Learned'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her.

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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Hydromancer:

Madison Brookstone

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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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When using Astrology, among the spells she favors are Aetherical Shields and Benefic spells for defense and healing. Offensively, she will attempt to pin an opponent with Gravity spells. If forced to actually strike then she will attack with Malefic blasts of unaspected aether, occasionally drawing upon the elements of her cards to imbue her spells with specific attributes.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Sirius.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Sirius Arcanas''' <font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Misconceived Magus'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Noah.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Noah Kelten''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Masked Intrigue'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her.

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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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'''PC Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

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Madison Brookstone

2019-01-24T12:15:35Z

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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Sirius.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Sirius Arcanas''' <font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Misconceived Magus'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Noah.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Noah Kelten''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Masked Intrigue'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Khyran.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Khyran Oisin]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Forlorn Altruist'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her.

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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "I...think she may have a fetish for bad boys . . ." - [[Abagail Graves]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Madison Brookstone

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| gender = Female
| citizenship = Ishgard
| race = Hyur
| clan = Midlander
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 24
| stat_2 = Marital Status
| stat_2_value = Unavailable
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Musician and Astrologian
| stat_4 = Guardian
| stat_4_value = Nymeia, The Spinner
| stat_5 = Nameday
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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

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Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Noah.png|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Noah Kelten''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Masked Intrigue'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her. </div>
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "I...think she may have a fetish for bad boys . . ." - [[Abagail Graves]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Madison Brookstone

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| race = Hyur
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| stat_3_value = Musician and Astrologian
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| stat_4_value = Nymeia, The Spinner
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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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When using Astrology, among the spells she favors are Aetherical Shields and Benefic spells for defense and healing. Offensively, she will attempt to pin an opponent with Gravity spells. If forced to actually strike then she will attack with Malefic blasts of unaspected aether, occasionally drawing upon the elements of her cards to imbue her spells with specific attributes.

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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Name'''</font> '''('''<font style="color:#339933;" size="2">♥</font>''')''' - '''Liam Brookstone'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Hime.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Himeko Hasegawa''' <font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Learned'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Sirius.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Sirius Arcanas''' <font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Misconceived Magus'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

She is currently waiting to begin his lessons in tutoring in him in piano.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Khyran.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''[[Khyran Oisin]]''' <font style="color:#669900;" size="2">●</font><font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">✔</font><br>'''The Forlorn Altruist'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Reinhold initially appeared to The Pathfinders as their enemy, using the name of Bennard Euth Weatherby. He was the foremost pawn in the scheme of Eorzea Unexplored; the company that seemed to have waged war upon The Pathfinders. After his abduction of Eddard, Madison was intent on killing the man herself until it was eventually revealed that his actions were not under his control. From then on, despite what he'd done, Madison insisted he be spared and even put her own well being at risk to do so. When the dust finally settled, the two had built a layer of trust that would be hard to break with Reinhold feeling he owed the woman his freedom and his life. Their relationship is inwardly more complicated than either of them lets on. Madison is adamant in her insistence that it's no one's business but their own and does her utmost to avoid attracting any attention to the subject or speaking of it.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - If Madison could remember him even then she'd have little to say. A deeply rooted disappointment and a shattered understanding of love and country weighing in it finally destroyed this man in her mind. In the end she found him in an insult to the oaths he took and the actions she herself had taken on his behalf. Their differences were irreconcilable and she felt he didn't belong anywhere near her.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">One of the newest members of the The Pathfinders yet one that seems to have become comfortable quite quickly despite her unique quirks. Their first encounter was one that Madison regrets and was wholly unintended. Abagail caught her in the moment of blistering anger as she demanded to know what had become of Zigovali, having just been made aware of the Lalafell's abduction. Madison feels her anger was justified but nevertheless always seeks to put forth a more professional demeanor. She makes her best efforts to talk to Abagail, inviting her to socialize with her and the others but she's very perplexed when the woman refuses. She's noticed a pattern of her putting herself down and she's unsure what the cause might be. Low self esteem, perhaps? Maybe she just need as makeover. A good outfit? A shopping trip? Maybe a night out to the bars dotting Emerald Avenue in Ul'dah..? Then again, maybe Abagail just doesn't like her very much..?

Madison is aetherically astute enough to notice the oddities Abagail exudes along with her smaller aetheric reserves but she doesn't feel broaching such topics would make the woman feel very comfortable. In fact, she has no idea how to bring it up at all.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - These two feuded to no end but at the end of the day, Madison didn't hate Abby. She felt she was just a lonely person, lying about what she actually was and trying to make her way in the world. Pity one could have called it and something Abby may have refused anyway. Madison wondered what would have become of their interactions had they been left to their own devices without other issues lighting fires between them. Namely Reinhold and other members of the company and outsiders constantly provoking Abagail's explosive temper.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison is aware of Rhela's status as a Hearer but is not entirely sure of what it entails. She does, however, know the woman to be one of the finest healers and conjurers she's ever encountered. Madison herself owes Rhela her life due to the Miqo'te managing to save her from what was otherwise a mortal stab wound. For a long time, Madison felt she would be at a loss should Rhela ever decide to move on. Sadly, this has come to pass as the Miqo'te has been spending many weeks abroad, focusing on herself and her own affairs. Madison wants to allot Rhela the space she needs but deep down she worries for her. She's well aware that the two of them are not so dissimilar in their weaknesses though she'll always think of Rhela as the stronger between the two of them. They both need people. Something that both woman are loathe to admit yet know that the other understands instinctively. Her return would be welcome but as long as she knows she is alright then Madison is content to leave her to her own devices.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison's foremost student in Astrology and personal pain in her behind. She flips flops often with him, sometimes being fiercely protective and other times seeming exasperated to the point of wanting to wash her hands of the situation. Zigovali has an incessant and blind need to prove himself, something she could otherwise find promising and endearing if it didn't manifest in ways that could get him or the others hurt and killed. It's this fact that leads her to sometimes be unsure of him. She's aware of his rougher upbringing but doesn't feel it's an excuse for him to behave so callously with others safety. Still, she seems confident that if she keeps working with him that perhaps he may see the more ethical side of things. She has opted to continue to train him in Astrology, despite a mysterious woman named Natalia appearing and attacking, warning for it to cease. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Her first memories of this man are at Camp Bronze Lake in the company of Kiri. Gaston revealed that he'd began to chip at her former icy exterior and she'd started to open up before her accident. Since recovering, Madison has leaned on Gaston quite a bit but distanced herself quickly once he found himself committed to avoid becoming too attached. She still considers him a trustworthy and close friend and also a great member of the company. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison would not have woken up from her coma had it not been for this woman's alchemical genius. However, the trauma she suffered and a combination of the strong drugs that Maril injected into her to wake her did see that she lost about one cycle from her memory. Madison, however, is eternally grateful to Maril. From speaking with the others and learning more about her past she's come to terms with what has occurred and decided it may have been for the best. She's interested in joining the network of health clinics she runs and also possibly learning alchemy from her. </div>
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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'''PC Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "I...think she may have a fetish for bad boys . . ." - [[Abagail Graves]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

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Madison Brookstone

2019-01-24T12:04:25Z

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Madison is the daughter of Old World citizens who inhabited the Sharlayan research colony in Dravania. She and her family fled to Ishgard during the 5 year long Sharlayan negotiations with the Garleans. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders Free Company as her first real employment. She worked as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern until the needs of the company resulted in her taking on more duties. For nearly two years, due to a strange twists of fate, Madison found herself at the helm of the Mercenary Company and Aetherical Research Center. She spent her days tirelessly doing her utmost to ensure things ran smoothly, both succeeding and failing in this goal. However, a dark cloud descended upon the company itself, causing her to finally make the choice to close it for good. The Free Company abode, housed in the mysterious study of a former unknown Magi, ended up becoming the personal residence of the remaining Pathfinders who banded together - unwilling to abandon their home or each other in the face of the evil making itself slowly known. She now works for another Free Company and is adjusting to life outside of being the head of command for once. Old habits die hard, however, and Madison is oft reminded by her close friends that she should enjoy her time and not worry about so many responsibilities.
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'''Demeanor:''' Madison was raised in Ishgard, brought up to be a Lady as her family worked tirelessly to fit into their surroundings to avoid any suspicion or detection from the Holy See. Her manner of speaking and way she carries herself is refined, yet has been beginning to relax with all the time she has spent in Ul'dah and Limsa.

'''Nature:''' Madison can be regarded as a refined Lady only as far as her patience happens to extend. With a drop in the cadence of her voice or a twitch of her eye she can seemingly shift gears in a moment, becoming quite commanding or demanding depending on what she feels the situation calls for. She always has her intents set firmly in the greater good, even if it may come off naive to those around her.

'''Religion:''' Madison is firmly pious, believing wholeheartedly in the goodness of the Twelve and the blessings they provide. In her mind, she owes them almost everything, right down to the magicks she wields and the aether she borrows from the heavens due to the nature of her Art. It's these thoughts in her mind as she casts, every spell beseeching them for their unique strengths to see her to her goals.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Madison seems to fluctuate in her styles, some days choosing to be seen in pants and boots and others in sandals and skirts. It doesn't take long to realize that her wardrobe is extensive. She wears light makeup, opting for a shade of pink on her lips and a nude eyeshadow. Her hair is often worn down but she will occasionally be seen with it tied back. Her hair is always long.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Madison seems to lack any overly noticeable outward scars and she seems intent on keeping it that way. Her upbringing was very peaceful, the woman never seeing much combat until her days with the Pathfinders. Any wounds inflicted she will aetherically heal herself or have Himeko use her Astrology to heal as to ensure the lack or at least very dim scarring.

'''Voice:''' Madison speaks with an Ishgardian accent, furthering the impression of her proper upbringing. Her accent has been known to thicken when she becomes emotional or angered. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bcm39GTvs6M Voiceclaim here.]

'''Clothing:''' All of the clothing. Madison can seem to be a bit spoiled in this department. She is fastidious in her appearance, sometimes causing her to be a hindrance on outdoor excursions.

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Madison's first and foremost strength is her aetheric prowess. She's never brought it up in conversation, but the more aetherically sensitive may be able to tell that she boasts of pool of immense proportions. She is a learned Sharlayan Astrologian, having been tutored in the art from a young age. The spells she casts are practiced and proficient, seeming to be able to reverse the infliction of wounds in the way only an Astrologian can. She never much cared for the more offensive side of her art, yet since joining and leading the Pathfinders she'd had no choice but to bring these spells into play many times. Currently, Madison possess a fine control over this art and can wield it in many ways. To heal, to restrain and to kill if need be. Exceedingly rarely and in dire circumstances, she's shown to possess the ability to change the course of a battle, altering her comrades courses towards a path of victory. This is very rarely seen and not discussed outside her most personal of circles.

While she possesses the aetheric capability to branch into other magics, for years she only focused on becoming the best Astrologian she could. Previously, she was unskilled in other magics, only able to lend assistance to other members Thaumiturgical casting by virtue of her large aetheric reserves.

Madison has long been told that due to her affinity for aether she'd make a great thaumaturge. She never quite found herself properly motivated to throw herself into learning the art until she met a very specific individual to tutor her. Since then, her skill in thaumaturgy has began to grow slowly but steadily. She is by no means a thaumaturgic caster of frightening proportions but she's surpassed what one would call a novice. This endeavor is currently her primary study and goal.

Madison would consider her words her secondary strength. If you asked her where she developed this or honed it she would not be able to readily elaborate as it seems to be a natural tendency and ability she possesses. She has, for a long time, had a dislike for combat and has shown to always try to opt for a non-violent resolution to conflict. To her credit, she's been able to mark several successes down in her favor where this is concerned. On several occasions, she has negotiated an end to hostilities between two factions and found a more peaceful and preferable resolution. She has every intent to continue this course and bring these abilities to use in her new Company - even if she must start the process herself.

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Madison's aetherical skill is met with an equally strong physical weakness. Years of tutelage and practice honing her magic has left her rather meekly framed. She was never taught or trained any forms of physical self defense and finds herself at a terrible disadvantage should an opponent manage to move in on her in close quarters. She is stubborn as well, oft times refusing offers to train her in an art of physical self defense. Deep down, she truly, perhaps foolhardily, believes her Astrology to be the mastery of all techniques.

Madison's intense urgings to do the right thing have often resulted in her displaying reckless and foolhardy behaviors where her own well being is concerned. Indeed, sometimes it would seem she has little regard for it whatsoever as she flings herself off into a situation which will obviously bear consequences she might not have thought of yet. She always means well, even if she's doing something questionable. Additionally, her certainty of the virtue of her choices can lead her to argue with her superiors. Even when she might be correct, she can be relentless in driving this point home if she feels she's not being taken seriously or being misunderstood. Chains of command can fade away in her mind when it comes to taking the 'correct' course of action.

Something very few seemed to have known or picked up on is that she cannot stand being alone. Oft times, especially after a grueling or violent encounter, she has a tendency to just sit in the open where people might gather. She is exceedingly perceptive to other's emotional pains because she has often felt them herself and been forced to push through the situation alone. Loneliness makes her bitter and angry - altogether a very unhappy and brittle person to be around. To this end, has displayed difficulty with properly processing negative events and grief. The concept of pushing forward through times of intense sadness seems to be something she's hardly capable of doing and certainly not able to accomplish alone. Instead, she will hole herself up, run away from the situation, or altogether vanish.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's father truly has a bit of a quirky personality. He can be a serious man when focused intently on his mastery of alchemy and his successful business. It was his foremost concern to use these skills to provide for his wife and his daughter when they realized that Madeline's profession would be wholly unwelcome in Ishgard. When not working and when he's allowed to let his hair down he can be a bit of a prankster, playing tricks on his wife and daughter in good nature.

He loves his daughter dearly, his want for the best for her sometimes pushing Madsion in directions she feels might not fit her. He was the foremost proponent of Madison's early years being taught music and the ways of being an Ishgardian Lady. It was his hopes that with these she'd be able to find a suitable husband and want for nothing. He should have known after so many years being married to Madeline that fate had different ideas.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Madison's mother is an accomplished Sharlayan Astrologian and also Madison's mentor. Currently unknown to Madison, her mother had graduated with top honors from the Old World, holding commendations from various Scholasticates and Astrologicums. It would seem her mother has a bit of a history to hide, her father never speaking of any of it and Madeline never discussing the subject. What could drive a Sharlayan couple to take up residence in Ishgard anyhow..?

You'd never think any of this to speak to the woman though. She is bright eyed, always wearing a smile with a twinkle that makes you think that she always knows more than she's letting on. She has a tendency to sometimes speak in what could be considered riddles, as if she might be referring to something else entirely.

Madison remembers her mother being displeased with the prospect of keeping her Art hidden whilst simultaneously pushing for their move to Ishgard. She's always been a strong force behind Madison, encouraging her daughter to do what she felt made sense for herself despite the urgings around her.<br>[[File:Madismother.png|thumbnail]]</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Despite growing up in Ishgard, where manservants are common, Madison often wonders how the elderly Elezen puts up with Reinhold. Then she remembers she's putting up with him as well and then she smiles. She thinks well of him, but knows that he has a big mouth and sometimes censoring herself when discussing sensative material around him. Despite all that, she cares for his well being, hating to see a man of his age working as hard as he does.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">If Madison could consider anyone a best friend it would likely be Hime. She was initially very curious of the woman, wondering where she'd learned her expertise and how she came to end up with the Pathfinders. However, as she's gotten to know her such concerns have dwindled. The two women have very similar thought processes but Hime could be considered to be the more harsh of the two in comparison to Madison's idealism. Both are Sharlayan trained Astrologians, having very similar combat styles and abilities. These similar skills have proven useful more than once, enabling both women to cast ritually to achieve feats that would otherwise be impossible by a sole Astrologian. Madison is in awe of Hime's impressive ability to cook but knows she likely would not have the time to learn or do so herself with all the company business she deals with.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't remember Hime's edges being quite so...sharp. She's harsher than she remembers but she also knows there are likely things she's been through that she no longer remembers. She feels there must be a good reason though for the quiet woman to have changed in such a way. She's hesitant to ask too many questions though for fear of dredging up things Hime doesn't want to talk about and she might actually not want to hear.

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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Sirius.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Sirius Arcanas''' <font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font><font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Misconceived Magus'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> A man of many studied disciplines and titles, Sirius and Madison originally met under strained and tenuous circumstances. Having been away in Ishgard, recovering from her ordeal with Eddard, she'd no knowledge of this man nor of the fact he'd attacked their headquarters and revealed himself as Himeko's brother in the process. He identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. After she put down the gun she'd pulled on him, the two agreed to meet for tea the next day. The conversation that would ensue would changed the course this man's life took. He chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders now enjoy. Sirius found himself distrusted by the company but Madison stood firm that he was now their ally. They spent many hours together talking and he agreed to train her in thaumaturgy which she excelled in under his tutelage. The two ended up falling in love with Sirius saying she inspired him to be a better man.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Her memories of her relationship with Sirius as well as her training in Thaumaturgy fell prey to her memory loss in her coma. Yet when she awoke and looked around his face brought her the most comfort. The two rekindled their friendship, with Sirius's protective enchantments being revealed as the reason Madison even survived the ordeal that put her in a coma. She feels immense guilt over the loss of what they shared and has told him as much but he assures her he is simply happy she is alive and will continue to stay by the company's side. Madison is considering approaching him to re-learn her Thaumaturgy.

With the dissolution of the Pathfinders, Madison and Sirius found a silver lining. While neither were pleased by the events, those that were wary of him were gone and Madison was free to focus with full effort on her renewed thaumaturgy studies. Despite trying to stave off her feelings for the man she found them developing in abandon once again. Sirius, in turn, confessed that he would never stop loving her regardless. This relationship is the first one Madison can ever remember being in and she is both excited and a bit girlishly giddy over her new status with the powerful mage. Only time will tell where things lead. ((We should probably stop drawing Spires. Please.))

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison has seen Jin in combat many times and trusts the man to always do what is right by the company. He is a welcome and comforting stable figure when times grow unsteady. It's Jin that is the primary caretaker of Room 12, taking responsibility for any inside and any disturbances that occur on Company property. In Eddard's absence it's been Jin, along with Reinhold, who have been heading up the martial side of the company. Madison was initially cautious when Jin and Hime revealed their engagement but as time as passed she's observed that the Xaela truly seems to have the woman's well being foremost in his mind. It was a development from him she didn't quite expect and she is still somewhat taken aback at witnessing some of their more tender moments. The Xaela just looks so (unintentionally) menacing that it seems comically out of place to her.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison doesn't see as much of Jin as she was expecting. He was one of the few she would remember from before the cycle of her memory she lost but he seems to be constantly busy with things outside the company. Madison has settled into her leadership role, however, finding there being plenty to keep her occupied in his absence.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Noah came wholly as a shock to Madison when she first met him. She wandered into the Aethertide estate, anxious to hit the ground running and begin her time with the new company. She began looking for her superior and instead ran into this masked individual. After a moment or two of discussion, she found out she'd be working under him. Him, the masked former thaumaturge.

She concluded that the Spinner was simply making her sense of humor known.

Even still, she was impressed with Noah's manners and disposition immediately. She finds him a well spoken and learned individual if exceedingly private and closed. In the days that have passed she has made efforts to know him better though the man conceals what he is within with the save fervor as he conceals his face. Madison tends to view Noah as more of a potential friend than as an authority figure but she would follow an order if it was given by the Emissary.

She is currently waiting to begin his lessons in tutoring in him in piano.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison developed an affinity for the thinly, frail man all too quickly. It also didn't help that his appearance played quite well on her abundant sympathies. More than once now she's found herself wandering about the room or the outdoors, searching for a suitable walking stick for him so he can keep pace with the group. Yet it would be his knowledge of the void and the way he carried himself that would snare and hold her attention.

She quickly realized that Khyran was not unlike how she was. He was a man that often forgoes his own mental and emotional wellbeing, burying himself in his work and occupying himself away from his troubles by assisting others. Altruistic, yes. But also destructive. She made a silent resolution that she'd not ever leave this man alone if she was in the position to prevent it. She knows all too well how it is to be left alone for one's own thoughts and doubts to devour you.

Khyran's past, however, did come as a shock to her. Though after dwelling upon the situation she found herself unable to hold the man to fire he's been holding himself to. She looks forward to more interactions and getting to know him better. Everyone has things they are ashamed of yet she remains convinced that Khyran is a good person that did the best they could when placed in horrible circumstances.

She also wouldn't mind trying another one of those cigars. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> The leader of the Pathfinders and Madison have had a long term, if not somewhat torrid relationship. Even when first starting out it was clear to both of them that none of this was going to be easy, yet it despite it all they felt hopelessly drawn to one another. For several long months, the two worked together in tandem, creating and establishing the form of The Pathfinders that is known today. Yet recently, Eddard's other business interests have kept him away. Madison remained somewhat aware of what was occurring for a time but her communications with the man have dwindled to an all time low. Her stubbornness and refusal to easily let go of what kept them together keeps her holding on with the goal that she can somehow fix whatever is happening. Yet even Madison's fiery will is beginning to burn out in the face of the attitude Eddard has shown her recently...

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - Madison simply never stopped loving Eddard no matter how painful it got. Every step forward, every bit of growth in her life seemed to exist in the hole and the shadow this man left behind. Despite growing closer with Sirius, Eddard appeared to her once more unbeknownst to the others. He imparted onto her a ring which she took as a promise of his return when in reality it was the man imparting the last bit of his humanity to her before he returned to his life in the underworld. It was a tragedy she could never fully cope with and mayhaps it was a blessing of the Twelve in disguise that took away her recollections of him.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Reinhold initially appeared to The Pathfinders as their enemy, using the name of Bennard Euth Weatherby. He was the foremost pawn in the scheme of Eorzea Unexplored; the company that seemed to have waged war upon The Pathfinders. After his abduction of Eddard, Madison was intent on killing the man herself until it was eventually revealed that his actions were not under his control. From then on, despite what he'd done, Madison insisted he be spared and even put her own well being at risk to do so. When the dust finally settled, the two had built a layer of trust that would be hard to break with Reinhold feeling he owed the woman his freedom and his life. Their relationship is inwardly more complicated than either of them lets on. Madison is adamant in her insistence that it's no one's business but their own and does her utmost to avoid attracting any attention to the subject or speaking of it.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - If Madison could remember him even then she'd have little to say. A deeply rooted disappointment and a shattered understanding of love and country weighing in it finally destroyed this man in her mind. In the end she found him in an insult to the oaths he took and the actions she herself had taken on his behalf. Their differences were irreconcilable and she felt he didn't belong anywhere near her.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">One of the newest members of the The Pathfinders yet one that seems to have become comfortable quite quickly despite her unique quirks. Their first encounter was one that Madison regrets and was wholly unintended. Abagail caught her in the moment of blistering anger as she demanded to know what had become of Zigovali, having just been made aware of the Lalafell's abduction. Madison feels her anger was justified but nevertheless always seeks to put forth a more professional demeanor. She makes her best efforts to talk to Abagail, inviting her to socialize with her and the others but she's very perplexed when the woman refuses. She's noticed a pattern of her putting herself down and she's unsure what the cause might be. Low self esteem, perhaps? Maybe she just need as makeover. A good outfit? A shopping trip? Maybe a night out to the bars dotting Emerald Avenue in Ul'dah..? Then again, maybe Abagail just doesn't like her very much..?

Madison is aetherically astute enough to notice the oddities Abagail exudes along with her smaller aetheric reserves but she doesn't feel broaching such topics would make the woman feel very comfortable. In fact, she has no idea how to bring it up at all.

<font style="color:#a92d4d;" size="2">✶</font> - These two feuded to no end but at the end of the day, Madison didn't hate Abby. She felt she was just a lonely person, lying about what she actually was and trying to make her way in the world. Pity one could have called it and something Abby may have refused anyway. Madison wondered what would have become of their interactions had they been left to their own devices without other issues lighting fires between them. Namely Reinhold and other members of the company and outsiders constantly provoking Abagail's explosive temper.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison is aware of Rhela's status as a Hearer but is not entirely sure of what it entails. She does, however, know the woman to be one of the finest healers and conjurers she's ever encountered. Madison herself owes Rhela her life due to the Miqo'te managing to save her from what was otherwise a mortal stab wound. For a long time, Madison felt she would be at a loss should Rhela ever decide to move on. Sadly, this has come to pass as the Miqo'te has been spending many weeks abroad, focusing on herself and her own affairs. Madison wants to allot Rhela the space she needs but deep down she worries for her. She's well aware that the two of them are not so dissimilar in their weaknesses though she'll always think of Rhela as the stronger between the two of them. They both need people. Something that both woman are loathe to admit yet know that the other understands instinctively. Her return would be welcome but as long as she knows she is alright then Madison is content to leave her to her own devices.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison both admires Lahn and is just a little longing over aspects of her life. The prospect of someday having a happy marriage and children is something Madison can say she wouldn't mind. Though Lahn combines this with her adventuring lifestyle and she can't help but be impressed by the woman's ability to juggle the two. To Madison's great shock to was Lahn, gentle and passive Lahn, that struck the first blow out of bounds and spark a major conflict with an organization known as the Masked Roses. She would have expected it from Zakrin but, at the moment, she's at a loss at quite how to handle the woman. She feels for her situation but she cannot allow her to endanger others. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Madison previously had a very businesslike attitude towards Zakrin. She enjoyed time spent with him and Lahn and due to some of her more recent training was quite perceptive of some of the man's skills he keeps close to his chest. Since losing this knowledge, however, the man was brand new to her. She found revelations about him shocking and wholly unexpected. She also found herself oddly put off when he was cold to her upon her healing him. But he's...Urm. He's a very dedicated man. And that's what matters. Madison chooses to focus very very hard on tasks at hand in his presence and excuse herself soon after. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Her first memories of this man are at Camp Bronze Lake in the company of Kiri. Gaston revealed that he'd began to chip at her former icy exterior and she'd started to open up before her accident. Since recovering, Madison has leaned on Gaston quite a bit but distanced herself quickly once he found himself committed to avoid becoming too attached. She still considers him a trustworthy and close friend and also a great member of the company. </div>
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- A Company Member
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- Gossiper in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- A fellow student at the Observatory
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "She head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- Gardner in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She saw me for what I am, whether she wanted to or not. Forgave the worst of me, pushed the best... 'Tis a shame we found ourselves opposed; though for my defence, that [[Reinhold_Allemand|damnable mutt]] started it." - [[Averill Rooks]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "I...think she may have a fetish for bad boys . . ." - [[Abagail Graves]]
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "She has been very kind to me, and undeniably thoughtful. She deserves all the best. I wish I could return the favor some day." - [[Khyran Oisin]]
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As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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Madison was originally designed as tavern maiden but a mixture of RP developing the ways it did and my own desires caused her to develop into what you see today. I originally had no intentions for her to be any kind of leader or strong combatant but the character grew into the roles. In retrospect, it's quite satisifying and I'm very happy with her and how far she's come.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Lighthearted slice of life RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and mallable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I am a player whose characters require IC motivation to be somewhere or attend something. If I do not have this it's extremely difficult for me to push them to do it OOCly. I am more comfortable with more lore bendy situations in the hands of a writer I know is capable and talented enough to go somewhere with it. I am very wary of lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Madison's feelings are not mine. IC/OOC separation yada yada. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

I have a quirky and brash sense of humor. I enjoy sushi, doughnuts and pop punk from the early 2000's. Les RP! \o/

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Jin Karasu

2019-01-12T17:05:05Z

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| stat_4_value = Rhalgr, The Destroyer
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| stat_5_value = 23rd Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon
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Jin is the serious and protective guardian of his small family of friends as well as his wife. Standing 7'2" and well versed in combat as well as the dark arts of Dark Knights (or Dark Walkers as he understands), he is a formidable wall before those who would hinder or harm his companions.

The Ex-Slaver Mercenary turned loving husband and watchful protector has been a dramatic shift spanning the course of many cycles, and the transition has played havoc on his state of mind and emotional well being. While still an embodiment of vengeance when the sitation calls for it, he is no longer a soulless contract killer lacking in morality and emotions.

The acts of violence and atrocity he has comitted, while at the time of no consequence, have returned with ever increasing weight on his soul as the volume and potency of the sins he has wrought gain new standards to be compared to.

As he steps further into the light of compassion and empathy, so too does the darkness of his past gain new and pronounced contrast that eats at his new acquired conscious and forces him to inwardly question wether he is deserving of the life he has built with his wife and his friends.

A jovial yet stern attitude and a personality founded in logical assessment have helped to establish his friendships and roles taken in his life, with goals now aligned with assisting his family.
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Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of the Tail Mountain range for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his eleventh birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

A year into this period a Garlean named Tacitus Pyr Decimius approached young Jin after observing the youngling handing in a bloodied sack for coin in a back alley. Tacitus was looking for a method of invading the steppes after the main fleet had been defeated attempting to fly over the Tail range by the mountain tribes and their primal summons, and saw in him an opportunity to set a long term plan into motion. Tacitus served as a mentor and friend for six cycles, instilling in Jin a sense of battlefield awareness and level headed decision making that shaped the rest of his adult life. He perished in a rockslide brought down on the pair by the Xaelan shamans they had been attempting to slay.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Othard. Eorzea, he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several days of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his escape. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he was about to set off for safety when he felt an urge to check one last corpse. He couldn't identify why, but he felt he needed to. As he checked, the corpse seemed to be an Ishgardian, and in it's hand was a small dark purple stone. Without a second though he pocketed it before wandering in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

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After his terrible first cycle on the continent, Jin was alone and terribly spiteful of his circumstances. Having arrived in Limsa Lominsa, he was dissuaded from joining the Maelstrom immediately as the influx of Auri immigrants had recently flooded the ranks. Not wanting to get lost in a tide of new recruits or to be written off during that period, he wandered the La Noscean coasts as a sellsword to make due. It was during this time he ran afoul of a slaver captain based out of 'Executioner's Bay', a secretive privateer's dock that focused on plying the illegal flesh trade within Limsan and Ul'Dahn waters. At first marked as a target, Captain Brinnivette offered Jin work as a runner and procurer after he defeated the contingent sent to capture him. With the knowledge and practices instilled in him by Tacitus, Jin and Brinnivette drafted a contract and the deal was signed and shaken on.

Over the next year Jin had become rather infamous within the bay for his near one hundred percent success rate, Earning him the moniker 'The Raven' by the occupants of the bay. Only rejecting or breaking off contracts in which the employers had broken their written oaths to him, he worked coldly and without pause, amassing a small fortune in bloodied and immoral coin.

His final contract had been a high difficulty one, and would serve as a haunting reminder later in his life: The slain family and the young girl cursing his entire existence with the fury stoked flames of hatred in her glare as she was picked up by the others in the raiding party, his greatsword dripping with the final vestiges of their lives. While he felt this last job had been something terrible, causing him to cease contract work in the bay, he lacked the empathy to truly understand why.

Still on 'good' terms with his underworld contacts, he still accepted some contracts from them but never for slavers again. The strange feeling he experienced with the last job unsettling him and alienating him from the work.

After this period he returned to Limsa Lominsa, and after doing some investigative footwork to ensure his deeds behind the full plate face mask remained unassociated with him, enlisted in the Maelstrom. He rose fairly quickly in the shock squadron he joined, praised for his complete lack of fear and the brutal efficiency in which he assisted the 401st in their boarding of code-breaking privateers in open seas. Over the cycles leading to the present, he has climbed to the rank of First Storm Sergeant, and currently leads the 401st in their activities.

Not long after enlisting within the Maelstrom, he discovered the irregular need for the 401st to act lead to a lot of spare time. Without a place to truly call 'home' and a distaste for sleeping within the barracks among the other sailors, he took to sleeping on the benches in Limsa behind the drowning Wench and fishing. It was on a lazy afternoon with no bites he caught a flyer for "The Pathfinders" free company which had fallen off a notice board as he was walking by. Without much consideration, he applied for membership to fill in the spare time and possibly acquire a private living quarters.

His time with the Pathfinders proved fruitful, and with the bevy of new acquaintences to learn how to interact with he learned the social skills he was deeply lacking. The mock-mercenary-entrepreneur-general contractor group proved more engaging as time passed, and his contact with his underworld ties began to dwindle. The time both the Pathfinders and the Maelstrom demanded of him precluded most of his contract work, but he still looked into it here and there when there was a promising lead.

It was here he met his future wife Himeko Hasegawa, or simply "Hime." He first took notice of her when work with the pathfinders resulted in a wild goose chase of a rescue mission for an aloof member of the company, Talan. When it was discovered he was in no danger, combined with his blasé attitude about the situation, she released the pent up frustrations and all of her bottled anticipation in one furious meteorite conjured in his direction - only managing to miss him in a last inning moment of restraint - and hurtling it into a tree behind him. The attack was magnificent and shook a long sleeping instinct sleeping within him, taking an interest in her as a man does a woman unbeknown to Jin. Offering her one of his medicated bandages to sooth her hands, he soon after sought her out for conversation and free time activities like bar nights at the company or story telling in the company yard around the fire pit.

The two had obliviously began taking a vested interest in one another over the coming weeks, but it didn't reach a destination until a new member of the company, a male Raen by the name of Galgan, had openly flirted with her at the fire pit and Jin reacted by nearly challenging the man to open combat on the spot. A drink and some confused discussion with some of his fellows of the company, he at last understood his feelings and confessed them to her that eve. With an awkward set of kisses, their relationship was at last given a tangible status and their journey together began. With rings crafted for one another, a hasty but well intentioned proposal, and over a year engaged, they wed on the 21st Sun of the Second Umbral Moon last cycle (4/21/2018).

Life in the Pathfinders was hectic and entertaining, but often invited hardship and strenuous situations. With several rounds of cursed artifacts and weaponry driving members of the company to infighting and desparate struggles, Jin found himself in the trust of Madison Brookstone as a cornerstone for Guardianship of the company and it's members. He assumed the role of maintaining the order and defending the company members, and for a time he was the leader of the company itself when it's former leader was, in his eyes, corrupted and turned against them of his own volition and the burden became too great for Madison to bear. In these moons he became good friends with Ms. Brookstone and has since taken to ensuring her safety as well as Hime's and his own. The two have spent many evenings discussing their situations and hardships, and share a friendship based in mutual trust.

He has been treading careful waters with her in recent cycles, after she lost a majority of her memories involving her earlier years in the Pathfinders following a blow to the head by a rampaging treant. He works to fill in the gaps in her memory as she discovers them with carefully worded recollections of what she was doing or events that happened, giving her the truth but omitting facts that could trigger a painful and destructive sudden recall as he worries for her mental health should such happen
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In the years following the collapse of the Pathfinders mercenary and general contract company, Jin has been in the company of Hime, Madison, and Ben primarily, with a few other friends and acquaintences. The ventures with them have greatly humanized him, giving stark contrast to the activities he actively worked in during his past employments, and currently serves as a guardian for his friends and a combat specialist with a focus on anti magick techniques and dark arts. His focuses with his career have shifted to relic retrieval and arcane research to understand the talk that Madison and Hime can get into that used to confuse him.
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Jin Karasu

2019-01-12T16:55:42Z

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| stat_4_value = Rhalgr, The Destroyer
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| stat_5_value = 23rd Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon
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Jin is the serious and protective guardian of his small family of friends as well as his wife. Standing 7'2" and well versed in combat as well as the dark arts of Dark Knights (or Dark Walkers as he understands), he is a formidable wall before those who would hinder or harm his companions.

The Ex-Slaver Mercenary turned loving husband and watchful protector has been a dramatic shift spanning the course of many cycles, and the transition has played havoc on his state of mind and emotional well being. While still an embodiment of vengeance when the sitation calls for it, he is no longer a soulless contract killer lacking in morality and emotions.

The acts of violence and atrocity he has comitted, while at the time of no consequence, have returned with ever increasing weight on his soul as the volume and potency of the sins he has wrought gain new standards to be compared to.

As he steps further into the light of compassion and empathy, so too does the darkness of his past gain new and pronounced contrast that eats at his new acquired conscious and forces him to inwardly question wether he is deserving of the life he has built with his wife and his friends.

A jovial yet stern attitude and a personality founded in logical assessment have helped to establish his friendships and roles taken in his life, with goals now aligned with assisting his family.
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Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of the Tail Mountain range for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his eleventh birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

A year into this period a Garlean named Tacitus Pyr Decimius approached young Jin after observing the youngling handing in a bloodied sack for coin in a back alley. Tacitus was looking for a method of invading the steppes after the main fleet had been defeated attempting to fly over the Tail range by the mountain tribes and their primal summons, and saw in him an opportunity to set a long term plan into motion. Tacitus served as a mentor and friend for six cycles, instilling in Jin a sense of battlefield awareness and level headed decision making that shaped the rest of his adult life. He perished in a rockslide brought down on the pair by the Xaelan shamans they had been attempting to slay.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Othard. Eorzea, he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several days of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his escape. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he was about to set off for safety when he felt an urge to check one last corpse. He couldn't identify why, but he felt he needed to. As he checked, the corpse seemed to be an Ishgardian, and in it's hand was a small dark purple stone. Without a second though he pocketed it before wandering in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

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After his terrible first cycle on the continent, Jin was alone and terribly spiteful of his circumstances. Having arrived in Limsa Lominsa, he was dissuaded from joining the Maelstrom immediately as the influx of Auri immigrants had recently flooded the ranks. Not wanting to get lost in a tide of new recruits or to be written off during that period, he wandered the La Noscean coasts as a sellsword to make due. It was during this time he ran afoul of a slaver captain based out of 'Executioner's Bay', a secretive privateer's dock that focused on plying the illegal flesh trade within Limsan and Ul'Dahn waters. At first marked as a target, Captain Brinnivette offered Jin work as a runner and procurer after he defeated the contingent sent to capture him. With the knowledge and practices instilled in him by Tacitus, Jin and Brinnivette drafted a contract and the deal was signed and shaken on.

Over the next year Jin had become rather infamous within the bay for his near one hundred percent success rate, Earning him the moniker 'The Raven' by the occupants of the bay. Only rejecting or breaking off contracts in which the employers had broken their written oaths to him, he worked coldly and without pause, amassing a small fortune in bloodied and immoral coin.

His final contract had been a high difficulty one, and would serve as a haunting reminder later in his life: The slain family and the young girl cursing his entire existence with the fury stoked flames of hatred in her glare as she was picked up by the others in the raiding party, his greatsword dripping with the final vestiges of their lives. While he felt this last job had been something terrible, causing him to cease contract work in the bay, he lacked the empathy to truly understand why.

Still on 'good' terms with his underworld contacts, he still accepted some contracts from them but never for slavers again. The strange feeling he experienced with the last job unsettling him and alienating him from the work.

After this period he returned to Limsa Lominsa, and after doing some investigative footwork to ensure his deeds behind the full plate face mask remained unassociated with him, enlisted in the Maelstrom. He rose fairly quickly in the shock squadron he joined, praised for his complete lack of fear and the brutal efficiency in which he assisted the 401st in their boarding of code-breaking privateers in open seas. Over the cycles leading to the present, he has climbed to the rank of First Storm Sergeant, and currently leads the 401st in their activities.

Not long after enlisting within the Maelstrom, he discovered the irregular need for the 401st to act lead to a lot of spare time. Without a place to truly call 'home' and a distaste for sleeping within the barracks among the other sailors, he took to sleeping on the benches in Limsa behind the drowning Wench and fishing. It was on a lazy afternoon with no bites he caught a flyer for "The Pathfinders" free company which had fallen off a notice board as he was walking by. Without much consideration, he applied for membership to fill in the spare time and possibly acquire a private living quarters.

His time with the Pathfinders proved fruitful, and with the bevy of new acquaintences to learn how to interact with he learned the social skills he was deeply lacking. The mock-mercenary-entrepreneur-general contractor group proved more engaging as time passed, and his contact with his underworld ties began to dwindle. The time both the Pathfinders and the Maelstrom demanded of him precluded most of his contract work, but he still looked into it here and there when there was a promising lead.

It was here he met his future wife Himeko Hasegawa, or simply "Hime." He first took notice of her when work with the pathfinders resulted in a wild goose chase of a rescue mission for an aloof member of the company, Talan. When it was discovered he was in no danger, combined with his blasé attitude about the situation, she released the pent up frustrations and all of her bottled anticipation in one furious meteorite conjured in his direction - only managing to miss him in a last inning moment of restraint - and hurtling it into a tree behind him. The attack was magnificent and shook a long sleeping instinct sleeping within him, taking an interest in her as a man does a woman unbeknown to Jin. Offering her one of his medicated bandages to sooth her hands, he soon after sought her out for conversation and free time activities like bar nights at the company or story telling in the company yard around the fire pit.

The two had obliviously began taking a vested interest in one another over the coming weeks, but it didn't reach a destination until a new member of the company, a male Raen by the name of Galgan, had openly flirted with her at the fire pit and Jin reacted by nearly challenging the man to open combat on the spot. A drink and some confused discussion with some of his fellows of the company, he at last understood his feelings and confessed them to her that eve. With an awkward set of kisses, their relationship was at last given a tangible status and their journey together began. With rings crafted for one another, a hasty but well intentioned proposal, and over a year engaged, they wed on the 21st Sun of the Second Umbral Moon last cycle (4/21/2018).

Life in the Pathfinders was hectic and entertaining, but often invited hardship and strenuous situations. With several rounds of cursed artifacts and weaponry driving members of the company to infighting and desparate struggles, Jin found himself in the trust of Madison Brookstone as a cornerstone for Guardianship of the company and it's members. He assumed the role of maintaining the order and defending the company members, and for a time he was the leader of the company itself when it's former leader was, in his eyes, corrupted and turned against them of his own volition and the burden became too great for Madison to bear. In these moons he became good friends with Ms. Brookstone and has since taken to ensuring her safety as well as Hime's and his own. The two have spent many evenings discussing their situations and hardships, and share a friendship based in mutual trust.

He has been treading careful waters with her in recent cycles, after she lost a majority of her memories involving her earlier years in the Pathfinders following a blow to the head by a rampaging treant. He works to fill in the gaps in her memory as she discovers them with carefully worded recollections of what she was doing or events that happened, giving her the truth but omitting facts that could trigger a painful and destructive sudden recall as he worries for her mental health should such happen
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Jin Karasu

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The Ex-Slaver Mercenary turned loving husband and watchful protector has been a dramatic shift spanning the course of many cycles, and the transition has played havoc on his state of mind and emotional well being. While still an embodiment of vengeance when the sitation calls for it, he is no longer a soulless contract killer lacking in morality and emotions.

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Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of the Tail Mountain range for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his eleventh birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

A year into this period a Garlean named Tacitus Pyr Decimius approached young Jin after observing the youngling handing in a bloodied sack for coin in a back alley. Tacitus was looking for a method of invading the steppes after the main fleet had been defeated attempting to fly over the Tail range by the mountain tribes and their primal summons, and saw in him an opportunity to set a long term plan into motion. Tacitus served as a mentor and friend for six cycles, instilling in Jin a sense of battlefield awareness and level headed decision making that shaped the rest of his adult life. He perished in a rockslide brought down on the pair by the Xaelan shamans they had been attempting to slay.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Othard. Eorzea, he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several days of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his escape. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he was about to set off for safety when he felt an urge to check one last corpse. He couldn't identify why, but he felt he needed to. As he checked, the corpse seemed to be an Ishgardian, and in it's hand was a small dark purple stone. Without a second though he pocketed it before wandering in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

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After his terrible first cycle on the continent, Jin was alone and terribly spiteful of his circumstances. Having arrived in Limsa Lominsa, he was dissuaded from joining the Maelstrom immediately as the influx of Auri immigrants had recently flooded the ranks. Not wanting to get lost in a tide of new recruits or to be written off during that period, he wandered the La Noscean coasts as a sellsword to make due. It was during this time he ran afoul of a slaver captain based out of 'Executioner's Bay', a secretive privateer's dock that focused on plying the illegal flesh trade within Limsan and Ul'Dahn waters. At first marked as a target, Captain Brinnivette offered Jin work as a runner and procurer after he defeated the contingent sent to capture him. With the knowledge and practices instilled in him by Tacitus, Jin and Brinnivette drafted a contract and the deal was signed and shaken on.

Over the next year Jin had become rather infamous within the bay for his near one hundred percent success rate, Earning him the moniker 'The Raven' by the occupants of the bay. Only rejecting or breaking off contracts in which the employers had broken their written oaths to him, he worked coldly and without pause, amassing a small fortune in bloodied and immoral coin.

His final contract had been a high difficulty one, and would serve as a haunting reminder later in his life: The slain family and the young girl cursing his entire existence with the fury stoked flames of hatred in her glare as she was picked up by the others in the raiding party, his greatsword dripping with the final vestiges of their lives. While he felt this last job had been something terrible, causing him to cease contract work in the bay, he lacked the empathy to truly understand why.

Still on 'good' terms with his underworld contacts, he still accepted some contracts from them but never for slavers again. The strange feeling he experienced with the last job unsettling him and alienating him from the work.

After this period he returned to Limsa Lominsa, and after doing some investigative footwork to ensure his deeds behind the full plate face mask remained unassociated with him, enlisted in the Maelstrom. He rose fairly quickly in the shock squadron he joined, praised for his complete lack of fear and the brutal efficiency in which he assisted the 401st in their boarding of code-breaking privateers in open seas. Over the cycles leading to the present, he has climbed to the rank of First Storm Sergeant, and currently leads the 401st in their activities.

Not long after enlisting within the Maelstrom, he discovered the irregular need for the 401st to act lead to a lot of spare time. Without a place to truly call 'home' and a distaste for sleeping within the barracks among the other sailors, he took to sleeping on the benches in Limsa behind the drowning Wench and fishing. It was on a lazy afternoon with no bites he caught a flyer for "The Pathfinders" free company which had fallen off a notice board as he was walking by. Without much consideration, he applied for membership to fill in the spare time and possibly acquire a private living quarters.

His time with the Pathfinders proved fruitful, and with the bevy of new acquaintences to learn how to interact with he learned the social skills he was deeply lacking. The mock-mercenary-entrepreneur-general contractor group proved more engaging as time passed, and his contact with his underworld ties began to dwindle. The time both the Pathfinders and the Maelstrom demanded of him precluded most of his contract work, but he still looked into it here and there when there was a promising lead.

It was here he met his future wife Himeko Hasegawa, or simply "Hime." He first took notice of her when work with the pathfinders resulted in a wild goose chase of a rescue mission for an aloof member of the company, Talan. When it was discovered he was in no danger, combined with his blasé attitude about the situation, she released the pent up frustrations and all of her bottled anticipation in one furious meteorite conjured in his direction - only managing to miss him in a last inning moment of restraint - and hurtling it into a tree behind him. The attack was magnificent and shook a long sleeping instinct sleeping within him, taking an interest in her as a man does a woman unbeknown to Jin. Offering her one of his medicated bandages to sooth her hands, he soon after sought her out for conversation and free time activities like bar nights at the company or story telling in the company yard around the fire pit.

The two had obliviously began taking a vested interest in one another over the coming weeks, but it didn't reach a destination until a new member of the company, a male Raen by the name of Galgan, had openly flirted with her at the fire pit and Jin reacted by nearly challenging the man to open combat on the spot. A drink and some confused discussion with some of his fellows of the company, he at last understood his feelings and confessed them to her that eve. With an awkward set of kisses, their relationship was at last given a tangible status and their journey together began. With rings crafted for one another, a hasty but well intentioned proposal, and over a year engaged, they wed on the 21st Sun of the Second Umbral Moon last cycle (4/21/2018).

Life in the Pathfinders was hectic and entertaining, but often invited hardship and strenuous situations. With several rounds of cursed artifacts and weaponry driving members of the company to infighting and desparate struggles, Jin found himself in the trust of Madison Brookstone as a cornerstone for Guardianship of the company and it's members. He assumed the role of maintaining the order and defending the company members, and for a time he was the leader of the company itself when it's former leader was, in his eyes, corrupted and turned against them of his own volition and the burden became too great for Madison to bear. In these moons he became good friends with Ms. Brookstone and has since taken to ensuring her safety as well as Hime's and his own. The two have spent many evenings discussing their situations and hardships, and share a friendship based in mutual trust.

He has been treading careful waters with her in recent cycles, after she lost a majority of her memories involving her earlier years in the Pathfinders following a blow to the head by a rampaging treant. He works to fill in the gaps in her memory as she discovers them with carefully worded recollections of what she was doing or events that happened, giving her the truth but omitting facts that could trigger a painful and destructive sudden recall as he worries for her mental health should such happen
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In the years following the collapse of the Pathfinders mercenary and general contract company, Jin has been in the company of Hime, Madison, and Ben primarily, with a few other friends and acquaintences. The ventures with them have greatly humanized him, giving stark contrast to the activities he actively worked in during his past employments, and currently serves as a guardian for his friends and a combat specialist with a focus on anti magick techniques and dark arts. His focuses with his career have shifted to relic retrieval and arcane research to understand the talk that Madison and Hime can get into that used to confuse him.
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'''Demeanor:''' Despite Ben's Gyr Abanian upbringing as a boy, his formative years were spent in the company of mercenaries in the Thanalan desert. Due to this, the way he carries himself is usually with a bit of swagger or devil may care attitude. His manner of speech usually crass or relaxed with the accent of common folk, but when he gets serious or waxes philosophy, his speech "cleans up" and he betrays an intelligence most don't expect from the grizzled veteran.

'''Nature:''' Ben is commonly a sellsword at heart, blaise about death, combat and how one deals with their problems. He comes off as jaded, direct, blunt, and has little patience for "sweet words" or coddling those he views as spoiled brats. Yet around children it's as if he becomes a different person, his grim demeanor softening to become kind and humorous at times. He isn't evil by any stretch of the imagination, but when he feels vindicated in his actions he doesn't balk at what he feels must be done to protect, or to punish.

'''Religion:''' Ben's faith is purely lip service, his belief in the Twelve as strong as his belief in fate, not speaking ill of them more out of superstition and pissing off something that might turn the odds against him. He is a firm believer that his power and abilities are the gifts of his own hard work and stubbornness, not a blessing from absent deities.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Ben's sense of fashion is fairly static, preferring fitted, comfortable clothing in dark colors that are easy to move around in and breathe well. His wardrobe is obviously limited, focusing more on efficiency than fashion. He maintains a cropped beard, trimming it before it gets too long. His hair on the other hand grows freely and is only cut when it gets into his eyes, running his hand through his hair the most amount of effort he puts into styling it.

'''Scars & Markings:''' His muscular frame is riddled with scars from head to toe. Due to his violent upbringing and a wide assortment of near death experiences, his battered frame sports various reminders of how one can die.

'''Voice:''' Ben speaks the common tongue with an accent that is a combination of Limsa and Ul'dah, betraying his tendency to rub elbows with common folk. His accent melts away to something more refined when he calms down and speaks his heart.

'''Clothing:''' Just the basics. Dark or earthy colors are the staple and he focuses more on efficiency than fashion. A suit of armor is far more comfortable to him than a fancy suit made of expensive fabrics.

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First and foremost, Ben excels at combat. He boasts an immense pool of aetheric potential, but is completely ignorant in how to wield it beyond mere instinct. Trained in all the tools of war, be it the lance, the greatsword, or the bow, he has even learned more recent weapons such as the Pistols manufactured in Ishgard. Having spent two decades on various battlefields, he is adept at warfare tactics, strategy, and combat. His armor is like a second skin to him, and his weapons an extension of his body. He never seemed to take to the Arcane Arts, the complex hand gestures and incantations difficult to memorize just right.

Not a complete fool, what he lacks in arcane ability he makes up for in being proficient at puzzles and solving riddles. His knowledge of magic is mostly metaphorical and he understands the base concepts but not the nuance or the ability to manipulate his aether in such a fashion.

Due to his traumatic childhood, that burden has manifested in a dark side that both torments him and empowers him. His large pool of aetheric energy manifests itself in enhancing his physical capabilities making him stronge,r faster, and more dexterous than the common footsoldier. Learning how to control that darker side of him is one of his goals and learning to truly tap into his potential as a warrior. His darkside manifested vaguely and in dire situations with little control or guidance until a comrade, Jin, started to tutor him in the finer arts of a Dark Knight. Since then, his darkside has manifested into a reflection of himself, taunting and tormenting him in a way only he can witness, but in exchange he has grown in his power and learning to accept that aspect of himself is an inevitability, the alternative being consumed by it. When he is in 'control' of his power, an aura of red aether manifests around himself. Yet when his aura turns black, his darker self holds the reins and while he is extremely powerful he cannot tell the difference between friend and foe.

Blessed with the Echo, the Crystals blessing has manifested with Ben being able to understand all dialects; providing him with a sixth sense in battle that causes his body to react before his brain has caught up; and in dire situations of life or death, tap into the blessing of the Crystal that enhances his physical capabilities beyond what he is normally capable of.

Mentally, Ben's strenghts are in his ability to read between the lines and piece together details others may overlook. He can read people easily, determining their good or ill will due to their mannerisms or speech. When presented with a puzzle or ancient inscription, he can piece together the symbols somehow to make sense of it through his keen intuition. He has little patience for diplomacy, preferring to get straight to the point and ignore 'niceties' or just fight about it and whoever is still standing is deemed right. On the other hand, he has the patience to talk people down when they are emotional and he recognizes that their pain is genuine and not an act.

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Despite Ben's potent aetheric potential, he is utterly inept at thaumaturgy or conjury. Decades on the battlefield and little "proper" learning beyond the basics one would learn by the age of 12, he just hasn't put in the time that the arcane requires to master their abilities. He understands the boon that magic can provide on the battlfield, but he accepts that he just isn't proficient or patient enough at the Arcane to wield it himself. Beyond the basics most things Magic are considered "hocus pocus" to him that's beyond his understanding.

Ben's intense hatred and determination to destroy anything Garlean sometimes results in reckless endeavors that put those close to him in danger. His tunnel vision on the subject and utter dismissal of any notion that there may be innocents within the Empire itself causes disagreements and comes off as offputting to more charitable souls. On the battlefield his confidence is sometimes so great that he seems utterly convinced that nothing can harm him, so when harm does eventually befall him he finds himself licking his wounds for an extended period of time. His recklessness ends up saving others in the long run, but at great personal risk to his own health more often than not.

When he is convinced he is right, and the other person is wrong, he will fight tooth and nail to get them to agree with him or get out of his way which ends up with him butting heads with figures of authority or some employers. Even when he is right, his utter lack of polite language or consideration for the other person's viewpoint makes it difficult for him to sway some people to his way of thinking. Chains of command are utterly meaningless to him, he works for someone because he wants to, not out of any obligation or respect for authority.

Ben's brazen nature often masks the kinder and more sensitive side of himself to the point where even his close friends view him as an arrogant man with a thick skull more often than not. Only in the presence of children, the elderly, or animals does this side shine through. He also has a tendency to wander off on his own and spend time alone, taking time to unwind in his own way without notifying anyone that he has even left. He is often oblivious to the emotional state of other people, being purely focused on his own mindset and how he operates. Despite how well he can read others, he is usually focused on their strengths or exploitable weaknesses, and not their mental well being or emotional health. His traumatic childhood has made him a believer that relationships are fluid and temporary, and those moments are to be cherished but not mourned when they end. This makes him appear cold and distant to others, but makes him never feel lonely, even when alone. And as such, it weakens his empathy for others that require human contact or emotional intimacy due to his tendency to operate mostly on his own. He struggles with getting along with others or opening up to them, considering his battles his own and only accepting aid when it's thrown in his lap.

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When in battle, he fights with his sixth sense and basic combat ability until he's pushed to tap into his darkside. With an aura of red aether he becomes stronger, faster, and more dexterous with his weapons to give him the edge. When pushed to the brink his aura will either turn blue or black, the former being when the echo takes hold and gives him just that extra bit of strength to see the fight to the end, while when black it is almost a living death. His body broken and his mind gone into a berserker rage where he pushes himself beyond the limitations the mind puts on the body to prevent it from destroying itself. This state often leaves him broken and in need of healing and rest for an extended period of time.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Ben's mother was an accomplished seamstress in Ala Mhigo. She fled with her boys to Thanalan when Garlemald invaded, but died on the trip when bandits waylaid them. She fought and was killed, while her boys scattered in the chaos.

Unknown to her, Ben witnessed her death and years later, sought his vengeance when he slaughted the man who killed his mother in cold blood.<br></div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Presumed dead by Ben until they were grown men. Wilhelm was captured by Garleans when he tried to return home when he was separated from his family. He was used to keep Merten in line, and they both eventually signed up with the Empire. While his father is more stoic, Wilhelm was more emotional and violent. Taking to his duties with an almost sadistic glee. It wasn't until later that Ben and Wilhelm would cross paths again, now Wilhelm Quo Vadere. A Centurio gone rogue, Wilhelm was discovered by Ben engaging in experiments on an island, when his brother destroyed his entire operation and he was captured. His soldiers rescued him, and he became Ben and his comrade's captor in turn. However a certain mage had other ideas and the pair were separated once more. Wilhelm's current location is unknown.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Hime, on some bestial level, unnerves Ben, but he'll never admit it. He initially had no impression of her, as she kept to herself. It was only in the company of Madison and Jin that her strengths and nature became known to him. In contrast to Madison's idealism, Hime's more callous nature on how to deal with issues Ben agrees with and gets along with. Despite her arcane focus in contrast to Ben's own martial prowess, he's witnessed her do great feats that have earned the Highlander's respect. What they do have in common beyond their bluntness and determination to get things done at any cost, is their culinary interests. The two of them are quite adept at cooking and Ben is interested to learn a thing or two from her.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben and Jin have fought side by side in more than one skirmish, the former even having helped Jin on 'personal errands' from time to time. The more level headed of the two, Jin's ties to the Maelstrom and adeptness at 'civilized' and 'structured' life is oftentimes baffling to Ben. Regardless he is a comrade who is dependable and offers insights that don't always occur to Ben. With the loss of his brother, Jin stands as a suitable replacement. Unlike Hime, Jin doesn't unnerve Ben at all, having a feeling of a kindred spirit. At times though, their situations reverse and Jin gets angry and flies off the handle while Ben is more collected and focused. That duality and the ability to balance each other out when things get rough has made the Xaela a steadfast comrade to Ben.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Madison initially was perceived as a spoiled Ishgardian brat by Ben, but also in a way a lost child. He has been fiercely protective of her for reasons he can't quite explain. His perceived innocence of her something he wishes to preserve. He isn't the best at dealing with her at times, his cruder mercenary demeanor clashing with her more civilized demeanor. Over time, as he learned more about her and that she isn't what he initially thought, he's taken a softer approach. Her determination to do the right thing he respects and admires, but they don't always see eye to eye on the methodology. Ben's noticed she tries to give people the benefit of the doubt when he's all to eager to write people off as bad eggs far sooner. That idealism is something intriguing to him, and despite her own darkness, he seeks to help her maintain her light when his has grown far too dim over the years. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben isn't sure what to make of Basile just yet. A half Gyr Abanian Midlander raised in Isghard, his aesthetic rubs Ben the wrong way, but the way he treats Madison gives him pause. Still, the man knows how to swing a punch and take one, and for that he has Ben's respect. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Himeko's brother, Ben's first impression of the man was when he attacked the Pathfinder's headquarters when he was employed there. He wasn't present for the battle, and was initially wary of the man. But over time, and Madison's 'interest' in the fellow, he learned to tolerate and eventually appreciate his existence. Initially Sirius identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. Ben went after Madison when he heard she was 'hiding' in Ishgard, but didn't manage to find the pair and instead got dragged into fighting dragons and dealing with other Ishgardian problems for coin. During their absence, Sirius chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders would enjoy in the interim. When Ben returned to Ul'dah after discovering Madison was safe, he found the pair of them lovers instead of adversaries. And Ben rolled with it despite the entire notion hurting his head something terrible.

After Madison ended up in a coma, Ben left to distract himself with causes he could actually do something about while Sirius tended to Madison. Her recovery and Sirius' involvement in it gave Ben a begrudging respect for him, and despite her memory loss the pair share a tenuous relationship that Ben observes from afar like a protective sibling. Sirius has only showed up a few times since then, the most recent being when he came to their aid when they were in Wilhelm's clutches, freeing the group. Ben respect's Sirius' ability to get things done, but also views him as a potential opponent who he is eager to best just to prove himself.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Neke and Ben had a relatively brief, but strong relationship. He hired her to work at his tavern as a chef, being a fellow wandering soul of Gyr Abania. The two grew attracted to each other and became lovers. Supporting each other in combat and at home. Yet, one day after a rather chaotic episode, she vanished with no trace save for a note. She told him there was something she had to do, and do alone. And Ben being used to such turns of events as many a comrade has vanished one way or another. He has taken it in stride. Regardless, it is a sore subject for him and one he is evasive on.
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Pays for his drinks, and for the messes he makes." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "It took forever to clean the blood off that wall when he slammed a Hellsguard's face into it." -- Waitress at the Drowning Wench
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "They call him the Black Demon for good reason, saw him standing on a hundred Garlean corpses, blood dripping from that armor of his. And that helmet! Wouldn't want to go up against him.” -- Soldier in the Flames.
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's a menace. Nearly put me out of business until I agreed to put a portion of my profits to the Orphanage." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's uncouth and his manners are lacking. But he gets the job done for a fair price." -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "You'd think a man that sour would scare off the livestock. But any man that doesn't spook my animals is alright by me." -- Farmer in Vylbrand
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I'm surprised he isn't in the stocks after what he did to me!" -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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Ben's a character that is an avatar of grim determination and fighting tooth and nail no matter how tough things get. He's also an exploration in how someone learns to deal with people when they're so used to conflict.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Larger than life fighting insurmountable odds RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and malleable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I'm flexible in getting my character to show up to a situation ICly, so long as it doesn't contradict my character's interests. I am 100% against lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Ben is not me. IC/OOC separation and all that jazz. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

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Jin Karasu

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| stat_2_value = (Formerly) The Raven
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| stat_3_value = Guardian, Mercenary, Mage-Hunter
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| stat_4_value = Rhalgr, The Destroyer
| stat_5 = Nameday
| stat_5_value = 23rd Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon
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Jin is the serious and protective guardian of his small family of friends as well as his wife. Standing 7'2" and well versed in combat as well as the dark arts of Dark Knights (or Dark Walkers as he understands), he is a formidable wall before those who would hinder or harm his companions.

The Ex-Slaver Mercenary turned loving husband and watchful protector has been a dramatic shift spanning the course of many cycles, and the transition has played havoc on his state of mind and emotional well being. While still an embodiment of vengeance when the sitation calls for it, he is no longer a soulless contract killer lacking in morality and emotions.

The acts of violence and atrocity he has comitted, while at the time of no consequence, have returned with ever increasing weight on his soul as the volume and potency of the sins he has wrought gain new standards to be compared to.

As he steps further into the light of compassion and empathy, so too does the darkness of his past gain new and pronounced contrast that eats at his new acquired conscious and forces him to inwardly question wether he is deserving of the life he has built with his wife and his friends.

A jovial yet stern attitude and a personality founded in logical assessment have helped to establish his friendships and roles taken in his life, with goals now aligned with assisting his family.
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Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of the Tail Mountain range for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his eleventh birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

A year into this period a Garlean named Tacitus Pyr Decimius approached young Jin after observing the youngling handing in a bloodied sack for coin in a back alley. Tacitus was looking for a method of invading the steppes after the main fleet had been defeated attempting to fly over the Tail range by the mountain tribes and their primal summons, and saw in him an opportunity to set a long term plan into motion. Tacitus served as a mentor and friend for six cycles, instilling in Jin a sense of battlefield awareness and level headed decision making that shaped the rest of his adult life. He perished in a rockslide brought down on the pair by the Xaelan shamans they had been attempting to slay.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Othard. Eorzea, he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several days of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his escape. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he was about to set off for safety when he felt an urge to check one last corpse. He couldn't identify why, but he felt he needed to. As he checked, the corpse seemed to be an Ishgardian, and in it's hand was a small dark purple stone. Without a second though he pocketed it before wandering in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

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After his terrible first cycle on the continent, Jin was alone and terribly spiteful of his circumstances. Having arrived in Limsa Lominsa, he was dissuaded from joining the Maelstrom immediately as the influx of Auri immigrants had recently flooded the ranks. Not wanting to get lost in a tide of new recruits or to be written off during that period, he wandered the La Noscean coasts as a sellsword to make due. It was during this time he ran afoul of a slaver captain based out of 'Executioner's Bay', a secretive privateer's dock that focused on plying the illegal flesh trade within Limsan and Ul'Dahn waters. At first marked as a target, Captain Brinnivette offered Jin work as a runner and procurer after he defeated the contingent sent to capture him. With the knowledge and practices instilled in him by Tacitus, Jin and Brinnivette drafted a contract and the deal was signed and shaken on.

Over the next year Jin had become rather infamous within the bay for his near one hundred percent success rate, Earning him the moniker 'The Raven' by the occupants of the bay. Only rejecting or breaking off contracts in which the employers had broken their written oaths to him, he worked coldly and without pause, amassing a small fortune in bloodied and immoral coin.

His final contract had been a high difficulty one, and would serve as a haunting reminder later in his life: The slain family and the young girl cursing his entire existence with the fury stoked flames of hatred in her glare as she was picked up by the others in the raiding party, his greatsword dripping with the final vestiges of their lives. While he felt this last job had been something terrible, causing him to cease contract work in the bay, he lacked the empathy to truly understand why.

Still on 'good' terms with his underworld contacts, he still accepted some contracts from them but never for slavers again. The strange feeling he experienced with the last job unsettling him and alienating him from the work.

After this period he returned to Limsa Lominsa, and after doing some investigative footwork to ensure his deeds behind the full plate face mask remained unassociated with him, enlisted in the Maelstrom. He rose fairly quickly in the shock squadron he joined, praised for his complete lack of fear and the brutal efficiency in which he assisted the 401st in their boarding of code-breaking privateers in open seas. Over the cycles leading to the present, he has climbed to the rank of First Storm Sergeant, and currently leads the 401st in their activities.

Not long after enlisting within the Maelstrom, he discovered the irregular need for the 401st to act lead to a lot of spare time. Without a place to truly call 'home' and a distaste for sleeping within the barracks among the other sailors, he took to sleeping on the benches in Limsa behind the drowning Wench and fishing. It was on a lazy afternoon with no bites he caught a flyer for "The Pathfinders" free company which had fallen off a notice board as he was walking by. Without much consideration, he applied for membership to fill in the spare time and possibly acquire a private living quarters.

His time with the Pathfinders proved fruitful, and with the bevy of new acquaintences to learn how to interact with he learned the social skills he was deeply lacking. The mock-mercenary-entrepreneur-general contractor group proved more engaging as time passed, and his contact with his underworld ties began to dwindle. The time both the Pathfinders and the Maelstrom demanded of him precluded most of his contract work, but he still looked into it here and there when there was a promising lead.

It was here he met his future wife Himeko Hasegawa, or simply "Hime." He first took notice of her when work with the pathfinders resulted in a wild goose chase of a rescue mission for an aloof member of the company, Talan. When it was discovered he was in no danger, combined with his blasé attitude about the situation, she released the pent up frustrations and all of her bottled anticipation in one furious meteorite conjured in his direction - only managing to miss him in a last inning moment of restraint - and hurtling it into a tree behind him. The attack was magnificent and shook a long sleeping instinct sleeping within him, taking an interest in her as a man does a woman unbeknown to Jin. Offering her one of his medicated bandages to sooth her hands, he soon after sought her out for conversation and free time activities like bar nights at the company or story telling in the company yard around the fire pit.

The two had obliviously began taking a vested interest in one another over the coming weeks, but it didn't reach a destination until a new member of the company, a male Raen by the name of Galgan, had openly flirted with her at the fire pit and Jin reacted by nearly challenging the man to open combat on the spot. A drink and some confused discussion with some of his fellows of the company, he at last understood his feelings and confessed them to her that eve. With an awkward set of kisses, their relationship was at last given a tangible status and their journey together began. With rings crafted for one another, a hasty but well intentioned proposal, and over a year engaged, they wed on the 21st Sun of the Second Umbral Moon last cycle (4/21/2018).

Life in the Pathfinders was hectic and entertaining, but often invited hardship and strenuous situations. With several rounds of cursed artifacts and weaponry driving members of the company to infighting and desparate struggles, Jin found himself in the trust of Madison Brookstone as a cornerstone for Guardianship of the company and it's members. He assumed the role of maintaining the order and defending the company members, and for a time he was the leader of the company itself when it's former leader was, in his eyes, corrupted and turned against them of his own volition and the burden became too great for Madison to bear. In these moons he became good friends with Ms. Brookstone and has since taken to ensuring her safety as well as Hime's and his own. The two have spent many evenings discussing their situations and hardships, and share a friendship based in mutual trust.

He has been treading careful waters with her in recent cycles, after she lost a majority of her memories involving her earlier years in the Pathfinders following a blow to the head by a rampaging treant. He works to fill in the gaps in her memory as she discovers them with carefully worded recollections of what she was doing or events that happened, giving her the truth but omitting facts that could trigger a painful and destructive sudden recall as he worries for her mental health should such happen.
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'''Demeanor:''' Despite Ben's Gyr Abanian upbringing as a boy, his formative years were spent in the company of mercenaries in the Thanalan desert. Due to this, the way he carries himself is usually with a bit of swagger or devil may care attitude. His manner of speech usually crass or relaxed with the accent of common folk, but when he gets serious or waxes philosophy, his speech "cleans up" and he betrays an intelligence most don't expect from the grizzled veteran.

'''Nature:''' Ben is commonly a sellsword at heart, blaise about death, combat and how one deals with their problems. He comes off as jaded, direct, blunt, and has little patience for "sweet words" or coddling those he views as spoiled brats. Yet around children it's as if he becomes a different person, his grim demeanor softening to become kind and humorous at times. He isn't evil by any stretch of the imagination, but when he feels vindicated in his actions he doesn't balk at what he feels must be done to protect, or to punish.

'''Religion:''' Ben's faith is purely lip service, his belief in the Twelve as strong as his belief in fate, not speaking ill of them more out of superstition and pissing off something that might turn the odds against him. He is a firm believer that his power and abilities are the gifts of his own hard work and stubbornness, not a blessing from absent deities.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Ben's sense of fashion is fairly static, preferring fitted, comfortable clothing in dark colors that are easy to move around in and breathe well. His wardrobe is obviously limited, focusing more on efficiency than fashion. He maintains a cropped beard, trimming it before it gets too long. His hair on the other hand grows freely and is only cut when it gets into his eyes, running his hand through his hair the most amount of effort he puts into styling it.

'''Scars & Markings:''' His muscular frame is riddled with scars from head to toe. Due to his violent upbringing and a wide assortment of near death experiences, his battered frame sports various reminders of how one can die.

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First and foremost, Ben excels at combat. He boasts an immense pool of aetheric potential, but is completely ignorant in how to wield it beyond mere instinct. Trained in all the tools of war, be it the lance, the greatsword, or the bow, he has even learned more recent weapons such as the Pistols manufactured in Ishgard. Having spent two decades on various battlefields, he is adept at warfare tactics, strategy, and combat. His armor is like a second skin to him, and his weapons an extension of his body. He never seemed to take to the Arcane Arts, the complex hand gestures and incantations difficult to memorize just right.

Not a complete fool, what he lacks in arcane ability he makes up for in being proficient at puzzles and solving riddles. His knowledge of magic is mostly metaphorical and he understands the base concepts but not the nuance or the ability to manipulate his aether in such a fashion.

Due to his traumatic childhood, that burden has manifested in a dark side that both torments him and empowers him. His large pool of aetheric energy manifests itself in enhancing his physical capabilities making him stronge,r faster, and more dexterous than the common footsoldier. Learning how to control that darker side of him is one of his goals and learning to truly tap into his potential as a warrior. His darkside manifested vaguely and in dire situations with little control or guidance until a comrade, Jin, started to tutor him in the finer arts of a Dark Knight. Since then, his darkside has manifested into a reflection of himself, taunting and tormenting him in a way only he can witness, but in exchange he has grown in his power and learning to accept that aspect of himself is an inevitability, the alternative being consumed by it. When he is in 'control' of his power, an aura of red aether manifests around himself. Yet when his aura turns black, his darker self holds the reins and while he is extremely powerful he cannot tell the difference between friend and foe.

Blessed with the Echo, the Crystals blessing has manifested with Ben being able to understand all dialects; providing him with a sixth sense in battle that causes his body to react before his brain has caught up; and in dire situations of life or death, tap into the blessing of the Crystal that enhances his physical capabilities beyond what he is normally capable of.

Mentally, Ben's strenghts are in his ability to read between the lines and piece together details others may overlook. He can read people easily, determining their good or ill will due to their mannerisms or speech. When presented with a puzzle or ancient inscription, he can piece together the symbols somehow to make sense of it through his keen intuition. He has little patience for diplomacy, preferring to get straight to the point and ignore 'niceties' or just fight about it and whoever is still standing is deemed right. On the other hand, he has the patience to talk people down when they are emotional and he recognizes that their pain is genuine and not an act.

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Despite Ben's potent aetheric potential, he is utterly inept at thaumaturgy or conjury. Decades on the battlefield and little "proper" learning beyond the basics one would learn by the age of 12, he just hasn't put in the time that the arcane requires to master their abilities. He understands the boon that magic can provide on the battlfield, but he accepts that he just isn't proficient or patient enough at the Arcane to wield it himself. Beyond the basics most things Magic are considered "hocus pocus" to him that's beyond his understanding.

Ben's intense hatred and determination to destroy anything Garlean sometimes results in reckless endeavors that put those close to him in danger. His tunnel vision on the subject and utter dismissal of any notion that there may be innocents within the Empire itself causes disagreements and comes off as offputting to more charitable souls. On the battlefield his confidence is sometimes so great that he seems utterly convinced that nothing can harm him, so when harm does eventually befall him he finds himself licking his wounds for an extended period of time. His recklessness ends up saving others in the long run, but at great personal risk to his own health more often than not.

When he is convinced he is right, and the other person is wrong, he will fight tooth and nail to get them to agree with him or get out of his way which ends up with him butting heads with figures of authority or some employers. Even when he is right, his utter lack of polite language or consideration for the other person's viewpoint makes it difficult for him to sway some people to his way of thinking. Chains of command are utterly meaningless to him, he works for someone because he wants to, not out of any obligation or respect for authority.

Ben's brazen nature often masks the kinder and more sensitive side of himself to the point where even his close friends view him as an arrogant man with a thick skull more often than not. Only in the presence of children, the elderly, or animals does this side shine through. He also has a tendency to wander off on his own and spend time alone, taking time to unwind in his own way without notifying anyone that he has even left. He is often oblivious to the emotional state of other people, being purely focused on his own mindset and how he operates. Despite how well he can read others, he is usually focused on their strengths or exploitable weaknesses, and not their mental well being or emotional health. His traumatic childhood has made him a believer that relationships are fluid and temporary, and those moments are to be cherished but not mourned when they end. This makes him appear cold and distant to others, but makes him never feel lonely, even when alone. And as such, it weakens his empathy for others that require human contact or emotional intimacy due to his tendency to operate mostly on his own. He struggles with getting along with others or opening up to them, considering his battles his own and only accepting aid when it's thrown in his lap.

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When in battle, he fights with his sixth sense and basic combat ability until he's pushed to tap into his darkside. With an aura of red aether he becomes stronger, faster, and more dexterous with his weapons to give him the edge. When pushed to the brink his aura will either turn blue or black, the former being when the echo takes hold and gives him just that extra bit of strength to see the fight to the end, while when black it is almost a living death. His body broken and his mind gone into a berserker rage where he pushes himself beyond the limitations the mind puts on the body to prevent it from destroying itself. This state often leaves him broken and in need of healing and rest for an extended period of time.

Stealth is another aspect he is adept at, good at sneaking and disposing of enemies quietly with a knife. At range he is adept at the bow or the pistol, his lack of depth perception being a hindrance he's learned to work around over the years.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Ben's mother was an accomplished seamstress in Ala Mhigo. She fled with her boys to Thanalan when Garlemald invaded, but died on the trip when bandits waylaid them. She fought and was killed, while her boys scattered in the chaos.

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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben and Jin have fought side by side in more than one skirmish, the former even having helped Jin on 'personal errands' from time to time. The more level headed of the two, Jin's ties to the Maelstrom and adeptness at 'civilized' and 'structured' life is oftentimes baffling to Ben. Regardless he is a comrade who is dependable and offers insights that don't always occur to Ben. With the loss of his brother, Jin stands as a suitable replacement. Unlike Hime, Jin doesn't unnerve Ben at all, having a feeling of a kindred spirit. At times though, their situations reverse and Jin gets angry and flies off the handle while Ben is more collected and focused. That duality and the ability to balance each other out when things get rough has made the Xaela a steadfast comrade to Ben.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Madison initially was perceived as a spoiled Ishgardian brat by Ben, but also in a way a lost child. He has been fiercely protective of her for reasons he can't quite explain. His perceived innocence of her something he wishes to preserve. He isn't the best at dealing with her at times, his cruder mercenary demeanor clashing with her more civilized demeanor. Over time, as he learned more about her and that she isn't what he initially thought, he's taken a softer approach. Her determination to do the right thing he respects and admires, but they don't always see eye to eye on the methodology. Ben's noticed she tries to give people the benefit of the doubt when he's all to eager to write people off as bad eggs far sooner. That idealism is something intriguing to him, and despite her own darkness, he seeks to help her maintain her light when his has grown far too dim over the years. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben isn't sure what to make of Basile just yet. A half Gyr Abanian Midlander raised in Isghard, his aesthetic rubs Ben the wrong way, but the way he treats Madison gives him pause. Still, the man knows how to swing a punch and take one, and for that he has Ben's respect. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Himeko's brother, Ben's first impression of the man was when he attacked the Pathfinder's headquarters when he was employed there. He wasn't present for the battle, and was initially wary of the man. But over time, and Madison's 'interest' in the fellow, he learned to tolerate and eventually appreciate his existence. Initially Sirius identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. Ben went after Madison when he heard she was 'hiding' in Ishgard, but didn't manage to find the pair and instead got dragged into fighting dragons and dealing with other Ishgardian problems for coin. During their absence, Sirius chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders would enjoy in the interim. When Ben returned to Ul'dah after discovering Madison was safe, he found the pair of them lovers instead of adversaries. And Ben rolled with it despite the entire notion hurting his head something terrible.

After Madison ended up in a coma, Ben left to distract himself with causes he could actually do something about while Sirius tended to Madison. Her recovery and Sirius' involvement in it gave Ben a begrudging respect for him, and despite her memory loss the pair share a tenuous relationship that Ben observes from afar like a protective sibling. Sirius has only showed up a few times since then, the most recent being when he came to their aid when they were in Wilhelm's clutches, freeing the group. Ben respect's Sirius' ability to get things done, but also views him as a potential opponent who he is eager to best just to prove himself.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Neke and Ben had a relatively brief, but strong relationship. He hired her to work at his tavern as a chef, being a fellow wandering soul of Gyr Abania. The two grew attracted to each other and became lovers. Supporting each other in combat and at home. Yet, one day after a rather chaotic episode, she vanished with no trace save for a note. She told him there was something she had to do, and do alone. And Ben being used to such turns of events as many a comrade has vanished one way or another. He has taken it in stride. Regardless, it is a sore subject for him and one he is evasive on.
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "They call him the Black Demon for good reason, saw him standing on a hundred Garlean corpses, blood dripping from that armor of his. And that helmet! Wouldn't want to go up against him.” -- Soldier in the Flames.
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Ben's a character that is an avatar of grim determination and fighting tooth and nail no matter how tough things get. He's also an exploration in how someone learns to deal with people when they're so used to conflict.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Larger than life fighting insurmountable odds RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and malleable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I'm flexible in getting my character to show up to a situation ICly, so long as it doesn't contradict my character's interests. I am 100% against lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Ben is not me. IC/OOC separation and all that jazz. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

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Jin Karasu

2019-01-12T16:13:11Z

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| citizenship = Othardian
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| stat_3_value = Guardian, Mercenary, Mage-Hunter
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| stat_4_value = Rhalgr, The Destroyer
| stat_5 = Nameday
| stat_5_value = 23rd Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon
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Jin is the serious and protective guardian of his small family of friends as well as his wife. Standing 7'2" and well versed in combat as well as the dark arts of Dark Knights (or Dark Walkers as he understands), he is a formidable wall before those who would hinder or harm his companions.

The Ex-Slaver Mercenary turned loving husband and watchful protector has been a dramatic shift spanning the course of many cycles, and the transition has played havoc on his state of mind and emotional well being. While still an embodiment of vengeance when the sitation calls for it, he is no longer a soulless contract killer lacking in morality and emotions.

The acts of violence and atrocity he has comitted, while at the time of no consequence, have returned with ever increasing weight on his soul as the volume and potency of the sins he has wrought gain new standards to be compared to.

As he steps further into the light of compassion and empathy, so too does the darkness of his past gain new and pronounced contrast that eats at his new acquired conscious and forces him to inwardly question wether he is deserving of the life he has built with his wife and his friends.

A jovial yet stern attitude and a personality founded in logical assessment have helped to establish his friendships and roles taken in his life, with goals now aligned with assisting his family.
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Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of the Tail Mountain range for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his eleventh birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

A year into this period a Garlean named Tacitus Pyr Decimius approached young Jin after observing the youngling handing in a bloodied sack for coin in a back alley. Tacitus was looking for a method of invading the steppes after the main fleet had been defeated attempting to fly over the Tail range by the mountain tribes and their primal summons, and saw in him an opportunity to set a long term plan into motion. Tacitus served as a mentor and friend for six cycles, instilling in Jin a sense of battlefield awareness and level headed decision making that shaped the rest of his adult life. He perished in a rockslide brought down on the pair by the Xaelan shamans they had been attempting to slay.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Othard. Eorzea, he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several days of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his escape. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he was about to set off for safety when he felt an urge to check one last corpse. He couldn't identify why, but he felt he needed to. As he checked, the corpse seemed to be an Ishgardian, and in it's hand was a small dark purple stone. Without a second though he pocketed it before wandering in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

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After his terrible first cycle on the continent, Jin was alone and terribly spiteful of his circumstances. Having arrived in Limsa Lominsa, he was dissuaded from joining the Maelstrom immediately as the influx of Auri immigrants had recently flooded the ranks. Not wanting to get lost in a tide of new recruits or to be written off during that period, he wandered the La Noscean coasts as a sellsword to make due. It was during this time he ran afoul of a slaver captain based out of 'Executioner's Bay', a secretive privateer's dock that focused on plying the illegal flesh trade within Limsan and Ul'Dahn waters. At first marked as a target, Captain Brinnivette offered Jin work as a runner and procurer after he defeated the contingent sent to capture him. With the knowledge and practices instilled in him by Tacitus, Jin and Brinnivette drafted a contract and the deal was signed and shaken on.

Over the next year Jin had become rather infamous within the bay for his near one hundred percent success rate, Earning him the moniker 'The Raven' by the occupants of the bay. Only rejecting or breaking off contracts in which the employers had broken their written oaths to him, he worked coldly and without pause, amassing a small fortune in bloodied and immoral coin.

His final contract had been a high difficulty one, and would serve as a haunting reminder later in his life: The slain family and the young girl cursing his entire existence with the fury stoked flames of hatred in her glare as she was picked up by the others in the raiding party, his greatsword dripping with the final vestiges of their lives. While he felt this last job had been something terrible, causing him to cease contract work in the bay, he lacked the empathy to truly understand why.

Still on 'good' terms with his underworld contacts, he still accepted some contracts from them but never for slavers again. The strange feeling he experienced with the last job unsettling him and alienating him from the work.

After this period he returned to Limsa Lominsa, and after doing some investigative footwork to ensure his deeds behind the full plate face mask remained unassociated with him, enlisted in the Maelstrom. He rose fairly quickly in the shock squadron he joined, praised for his complete lack of fear and the brutal efficiency in which he assisted the 401st in their boarding of code-breaking privateers in open seas. Over the cycles leading to the present, he has climbed to the rank of First Storm Sergeant, and currently leads the 401st in their activities.

Not long after enlisting within the Maelstrom, he discovered the irregular need for the 401st to act lead to a lot of spare time. Without a place to truly call 'home' and a distaste for sleeping within the barracks among the other sailors, he took to sleeping on the benches in Limsa behind the drowning Wench and fishing. It was on a lazy afternoon with no bites he caught a flyer for "The Pathfinders" free company which had fallen off a notice board as he was walking by. Without much consideration, he applied for membership to fill in the spare time and possibly acquire a private living quarters.

His time with the Pathfinders proved fruitful, and with the bevy of new acquaintences to learn how to interact with he learned the social skills he was deeply lacking. The mock-mercenary-entrepreneur-general contractor group proved more engaging as time passed, and his contact with his underworld ties began to dwindle. The time both the Pathfinders and the Maelstrom demanded of him precluded most of his contract work, but he still looked into it here and there when there was a promising lead.

It was here he met his future wife Himeko Hasegawa, or simply "Hime." He first took notice of her when work with the pathfinders resulted in a wild goose chase of a rescue mission for an aloof member of the company, Talan. When it was discovered he was in no danger, combined with his blasé attitude about the situation, she released the pent up frustrations and all of her bottled anticipation in one furious meteorite conjured in his direction - only managing to miss him in a last inning moment of restraint - and hurtling it into a tree behind him. The attack was magnificent and shook a long sleeping instinct sleeping within him, taking an interest in her as a man does a woman unbeknown to Jin. Offering her one of his medicated bandages to sooth her hands, he soon after sought her out for conversation and free time activities like bar nights at the company or story telling in the company yard around the fire pit.

The two had obliviously began taking a vested interest in one another over the coming weeks, but it didn't reach a destination until a new member of the company, a male Raen by the name of Galgan, had openly flirted with her at the fire pit and Jin reacted by nearly challenging the man to open combat on the spot. A drink and some confused discussion with some of his fellows of the company, he at last understood his feelings and confessed them to her that eve. With an awkward set of kisses, their relationship was at last given a tangible status and their journey together began. With rings crafted for one another, a hasty but well intentioned proposal, and over a year engaged, they wed on the 21st Sun of the Second Umbral Moon last cycle (4/21/2018).

Life in the Pathfinders was hectic and entertaining, but often invited hardship and strenuous situations. With several rounds of cursed artifacts and weaponry driving members of the company to infighting and desparate struggles, Jin found himself in the trust of Madison Brookstone as a cornerstone for Guardianship of the company and it's members. He assumed the role of maintaining the order and defending the company members, and for a time he was the leader of the company itself when it's former leader was, in his eyes, corrupted and turned against them of his own volition and the burden became too great for Madison to bear. In these moons he became good friends with Ms. Brookstone and has since taken to ensuring her safety as well as Hime's and his own. The two have spent many evenings discussing their situations and hardships, and share a friendship based in mutual trust.

He has been treading careful waters with her in recent cycles, after she lost a majority of her memories involving her earlier years in the Pathfinders following a blow to the head by a rampaging treant. He works to fill in the gaps in her memory as she discovers them with carefully worded recollections of what she was doing or events that happened, giving her the truth but omitting facts that could trigger a painful and destructive sudden recall as he worries for her mental health should such happen.
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'''Demeanor:''' Despite Ben's Gyr Abanian upbringing as a boy, his formative years were spent in the company of mercenaries in the Thanalan desert. Due to this, the way he carries himself is usually with a bit of swagger or devil may care attitude. His manner of speech usually crass or relaxed with the accent of common folk, but when he gets serious or waxes philosophy, his speech "cleans up" and he betrays an intelligence most don't expect from the grizzled veteran.

'''Nature:''' Ben is commonly a sellsword at heart, blaise about death, combat and how one deals with their problems. He comes off as jaded, direct, blunt, and has little patience for "sweet words" or coddling those he views as spoiled brats. Yet around children it's as if he becomes a different person, his grim demeanor softening to become kind and humorous at times. He isn't evil by any stretch of the imagination, but when he feels vindicated in his actions he doesn't balk at what he feels must be done to protect, or to punish.

'''Religion:''' Ben's faith is purely lip service, his belief in the Twelve as strong as his belief in fate, not speaking ill of them more out of superstition and pissing off something that might turn the odds against him. He is a firm believer that his power and abilities are the gifts of his own hard work and stubbornness, not a blessing from absent deities.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Ben's sense of fashion is fairly static, preferring fitted, comfortable clothing in dark colors that are easy to move around in and breathe well. His wardrobe is obviously limited, focusing more on efficiency than fashion. He maintains a cropped beard, trimming it before it gets too long. His hair on the other hand grows freely and is only cut when it gets into his eyes, running his hand through his hair the most amount of effort he puts into styling it.

'''Scars & Markings:''' His muscular frame is riddled with scars from head to toe. Due to his violent upbringing and a wide assortment of near death experiences, his battered frame sports various reminders of how one can die.

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'''Clothing:''' Just the basics. Dark or earthy colors are the staple and he focuses more on efficiency than fashion. A suit of armor is far more comfortable to him than a fancy suit made of expensive fabrics.

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First and foremost, Ben excels at combat. He boasts an immense pool of aetheric potential, but is completely ignorant in how to wield it beyond mere instinct. Trained in all the tools of war, be it the lance, the greatsword, or the bow, he has even learned more recent weapons such as the Pistols manufactured in Ishgard. Having spent two decades on various battlefields, he is adept at warfare tactics, strategy, and combat. His armor is like a second skin to him, and his weapons an extension of his body. He never seemed to take to the Arcane Arts, the complex hand gestures and incantations difficult to memorize just right.

Not a complete fool, what he lacks in arcane ability he makes up for in being proficient at puzzles and solving riddles. His knowledge of magic is mostly metaphorical and he understands the base concepts but not the nuance or the ability to manipulate his aether in such a fashion.

Due to his traumatic childhood, that burden has manifested in a dark side that both torments him and empowers him. His large pool of aetheric energy manifests itself in enhancing his physical capabilities making him stronge,r faster, and more dexterous than the common footsoldier. Learning how to control that darker side of him is one of his goals and learning to truly tap into his potential as a warrior. His darkside manifested vaguely and in dire situations with little control or guidance until a comrade, Jin, started to tutor him in the finer arts of a Dark Knight. Since then, his darkside has manifested into a reflection of himself, taunting and tormenting him in a way only he can witness, but in exchange he has grown in his power and learning to accept that aspect of himself is an inevitability, the alternative being consumed by it. When he is in 'control' of his power, an aura of red aether manifests around himself. Yet when his aura turns black, his darker self holds the reins and while he is extremely powerful he cannot tell the difference between friend and foe.

Blessed with the Echo, the Crystals blessing has manifested with Ben being able to understand all dialects; providing him with a sixth sense in battle that causes his body to react before his brain has caught up; and in dire situations of life or death, tap into the blessing of the Crystal that enhances his physical capabilities beyond what he is normally capable of.

Mentally, Ben's strenghts are in his ability to read between the lines and piece together details others may overlook. He can read people easily, determining their good or ill will due to their mannerisms or speech. When presented with a puzzle or ancient inscription, he can piece together the symbols somehow to make sense of it through his keen intuition. He has little patience for diplomacy, preferring to get straight to the point and ignore 'niceties' or just fight about it and whoever is still standing is deemed right. On the other hand, he has the patience to talk people down when they are emotional and he recognizes that their pain is genuine and not an act.

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Despite Ben's potent aetheric potential, he is utterly inept at thaumaturgy or conjury. Decades on the battlefield and little "proper" learning beyond the basics one would learn by the age of 12, he just hasn't put in the time that the arcane requires to master their abilities. He understands the boon that magic can provide on the battlfield, but he accepts that he just isn't proficient or patient enough at the Arcane to wield it himself. Beyond the basics most things Magic are considered "hocus pocus" to him that's beyond his understanding.

Ben's intense hatred and determination to destroy anything Garlean sometimes results in reckless endeavors that put those close to him in danger. His tunnel vision on the subject and utter dismissal of any notion that there may be innocents within the Empire itself causes disagreements and comes off as offputting to more charitable souls. On the battlefield his confidence is sometimes so great that he seems utterly convinced that nothing can harm him, so when harm does eventually befall him he finds himself licking his wounds for an extended period of time. His recklessness ends up saving others in the long run, but at great personal risk to his own health more often than not.

When he is convinced he is right, and the other person is wrong, he will fight tooth and nail to get them to agree with him or get out of his way which ends up with him butting heads with figures of authority or some employers. Even when he is right, his utter lack of polite language or consideration for the other person's viewpoint makes it difficult for him to sway some people to his way of thinking. Chains of command are utterly meaningless to him, he works for someone because he wants to, not out of any obligation or respect for authority.

Ben's brazen nature often masks the kinder and more sensitive side of himself to the point where even his close friends view him as an arrogant man with a thick skull more often than not. Only in the presence of children, the elderly, or animals does this side shine through. He also has a tendency to wander off on his own and spend time alone, taking time to unwind in his own way without notifying anyone that he has even left. He is often oblivious to the emotional state of other people, being purely focused on his own mindset and how he operates. Despite how well he can read others, he is usually focused on their strengths or exploitable weaknesses, and not their mental well being or emotional health. His traumatic childhood has made him a believer that relationships are fluid and temporary, and those moments are to be cherished but not mourned when they end. This makes him appear cold and distant to others, but makes him never feel lonely, even when alone. And as such, it weakens his empathy for others that require human contact or emotional intimacy due to his tendency to operate mostly on his own. He struggles with getting along with others or opening up to them, considering his battles his own and only accepting aid when it's thrown in his lap.

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When in battle, he fights with his sixth sense and basic combat ability until he's pushed to tap into his darkside. With an aura of red aether he becomes stronger, faster, and more dexterous with his weapons to give him the edge. When pushed to the brink his aura will either turn blue or black, the former being when the echo takes hold and gives him just that extra bit of strength to see the fight to the end, while when black it is almost a living death. His body broken and his mind gone into a berserker rage where he pushes himself beyond the limitations the mind puts on the body to prevent it from destroying itself. This state often leaves him broken and in need of healing and rest for an extended period of time.

Stealth is another aspect he is adept at, good at sneaking and disposing of enemies quietly with a knife. At range he is adept at the bow or the pistol, his lack of depth perception being a hindrance he's learned to work around over the years.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Ben's Father was a blacksmith of Ala Mhigo with a stoic demeanor. He was serious most of the time but would have bouts of childish humor on occassion. He fought to protect his family as they fled when the Garleans invaded, and is presumed dead. In actuality, he is now a conscript and goes by the name Glacius sas Vadere. His rank is that of Praefectus Castrorum, being the commander of a castrum far from Ala Mhigo.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Ben's mother was an accomplished seamstress in Ala Mhigo. She fled with her boys to Thanalan when Garlemald invaded, but died on the trip when bandits waylaid them. She fought and was killed, while her boys scattered in the chaos.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Presumed dead by Ben until they were grown men. Wilhelm was captured by Garleans when he tried to return home when he was separated from his family. He was used to keep Merten in line, and they both eventually signed up with the Empire. While his father is more stoic, Wilhelm was more emotional and violent. Taking to his duties with an almost sadistic glee. It wasn't until later that Ben and Wilhelm would cross paths again, now Wilhelm Quo Vadere. A Centurio gone rogue, Wilhelm was discovered by Ben engaging in experiments on an island, when his brother destroyed his entire operation and he was captured. His soldiers rescued him, and he became Ben and his comrade's captor in turn. However a certain mage had other ideas and the pair were separated once more. Wilhelm's current location is unknown.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Hime, on some bestial level, unnerves Ben, but he'll never admit it. He initially had no impression of her, as she kept to herself. It was only in the company of Madison and Jin that her strengths and nature became known to him. In contrast to Madison's idealism, Hime's more callous nature on how to deal with issues Ben agrees with and gets along with. Despite her arcane focus in contrast to Ben's own martial prowess, he's witnessed her do great feats that have earned the Highlander's respect. What they do have in common beyond their bluntness and determination to get things done at any cost, is their culinary interests. The two of them are quite adept at cooking and Ben is interested to learn a thing or two from her.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben and Jin have fought side by side in more than one skirmish, the former even having helped Jin on 'personal errands' from time to time. The more level headed of the two, Jin's ties to the Maelstrom and adeptness at 'civilized' and 'structured' life is oftentimes baffling to Ben. Regardless he is a comrade who is dependable and offers insights that don't always occur to Ben. With the loss of his brother, Jin stands as a suitable replacement. Unlike Hime, Jin doesn't unnerve Ben at all, having a feeling of a kindred spirit. At times though, their situations reverse and Jin gets angry and flies off the handle while Ben is more collected and focused. That duality and the ability to balance each other out when things get rough has made the Xaela a steadfast comrade to Ben.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Madison initially was perceived as a spoiled Ishgardian brat by Ben, but also in a way a lost child. He has been fiercely protective of her for reasons he can't quite explain. His perceived innocence of her something he wishes to preserve. He isn't the best at dealing with her at times, his cruder mercenary demeanor clashing with her more civilized demeanor. Over time, as he learned more about her and that she isn't what he initially thought, he's taken a softer approach. Her determination to do the right thing he respects and admires, but they don't always see eye to eye on the methodology. Ben's noticed she tries to give people the benefit of the doubt when he's all to eager to write people off as bad eggs far sooner. That idealism is something intriguing to him, and despite her own darkness, he seeks to help her maintain her light when his has grown far too dim over the years. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben isn't sure what to make of Basile just yet. A half Gyr Abanian Midlander raised in Isghard, his aesthetic rubs Ben the wrong way, but the way he treats Madison gives him pause. Still, the man knows how to swing a punch and take one, and for that he has Ben's respect. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Himeko's brother, Ben's first impression of the man was when he attacked the Pathfinder's headquarters when he was employed there. He wasn't present for the battle, and was initially wary of the man. But over time, and Madison's 'interest' in the fellow, he learned to tolerate and eventually appreciate his existence. Initially Sirius identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. Ben went after Madison when he heard she was 'hiding' in Ishgard, but didn't manage to find the pair and instead got dragged into fighting dragons and dealing with other Ishgardian problems for coin. During their absence, Sirius chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders would enjoy in the interim. When Ben returned to Ul'dah after discovering Madison was safe, he found the pair of them lovers instead of adversaries. And Ben rolled with it despite the entire notion hurting his head something terrible.

After Madison ended up in a coma, Ben left to distract himself with causes he could actually do something about while Sirius tended to Madison. Her recovery and Sirius' involvement in it gave Ben a begrudging respect for him, and despite her memory loss the pair share a tenuous relationship that Ben observes from afar like a protective sibling. Sirius has only showed up a few times since then, the most recent being when he came to their aid when they were in Wilhelm's clutches, freeing the group. Ben respect's Sirius' ability to get things done, but also views him as a potential opponent who he is eager to best just to prove himself.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Neke and Ben had a relatively brief, but strong relationship. He hired her to work at his tavern as a chef, being a fellow wandering soul of Gyr Abania. The two grew attracted to each other and became lovers. Supporting each other in combat and at home. Yet, one day after a rather chaotic episode, she vanished with no trace save for a note. She told him there was something she had to do, and do alone. And Ben being used to such turns of events as many a comrade has vanished one way or another. He has taken it in stride. Regardless, it is a sore subject for him and one he is evasive on.
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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Pays for his drinks, and for the messes he makes." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "It took forever to clean the blood off that wall when he slammed a Hellsguard's face into it." -- Waitress at the Drowning Wench
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He looks scary but he's nice. He buys us toys and punishes the bad men." -- An orphan in Ul'dah
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'''Rare Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "They call him the Black Demon for good reason, saw him standing on a hundred Garlean corpses, blood dripping from that armor of his. And that helmet! Wouldn't want to go up against him.” -- Soldier in the Flames.
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's a menace. Nearly put me out of business until I agreed to put a portion of my profits to the Orphanage." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He was quiet growing up, until ya made him mad!" -- Anonymous Mercenary.
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's uncouth and his manners are lacking. But he gets the job done for a fair price." -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "You'd think a man that sour would scare off the livestock. But any man that doesn't spook my animals is alright by me." -- Farmer in Vylbrand
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I'm surprised he isn't in the stocks after what he did to me!" -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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Ben's a character that is an avatar of grim determination and fighting tooth and nail no matter how tough things get. He's also an exploration in how someone learns to deal with people when they're so used to conflict.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Larger than life fighting insurmountable odds RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and malleable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I'm flexible in getting my character to show up to a situation ICly, so long as it doesn't contradict my character's interests. I am 100% against lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Ben is not me. IC/OOC separation and all that jazz. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Jin Karasu

2019-01-12T16:10:14Z

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| citizenship = Othardian
| race = Au Ra
| clan = Xaela
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| stat_2_value = (Formerly) The Raven
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| stat_3_value = Guardian, Mercenary, Mage-Hunter
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| stat_4_value = Rhalgr, The Destroyer
| stat_5 = Nameday
| stat_5_value = 23rd Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon
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Jin is the serious and protective guardian of his small family of friends as well as his wife. Standing 7'2" and well versed in combat as well as the dark arts of Dark Knights (or Dark Walkers as he understands), he is a formidable wall before those who would hinder or harm his companions.

The Ex-Slaver Mercenary turned loving husband and watchful protector has been a dramatic shift spanning the course of many cycles, and the transition has played havoc on his state of mind and emotional well being. While still an embodiment of vengeance when the sitation calls for it, he is no longer a soulless contract killer lacking in morality and emotions.

The acts of violence and atrocity he has comitted, while at the time of no consequence, have returned with ever increasing weight on his soul as the volume and potency of the sins he has wrought gain new standards to be compared to.

As he steps further into the light of compassion and empathy, so too does the darkness of his past gain new and pronounced contrast that eats at his new acquired conscious and forces him to inwardly question wether he is deserving of the life he has built with his wife and his friends.

A jovial yet stern attitude and a personality founded in logical assessment have helped to establish his friendships and roles taken in his life, with goals now aligned with assisting his family.
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Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of the Tail Mountain range for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his eleventh birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

A year into this period a Garlean named Tacitus Pyr Decimius approached young Jin after observing the youngling handing in a bloodied sack for coin in a back alley. Tacitus was looking for a method of invading the steppes after the main fleet had been defeated attempting to fly over the Tail range by the mountain tribes and their primal summons, and saw in him an opportunity to set a long term plan into motion. Tacitus served as a mentor and friend for six cycles, instilling in Jin a sense of battlefield awareness and level headed decision making that shaped the rest of his adult life. He perished in a rockslide brought down on the pair by the Xaelan shamans they had been attempting to slay.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Othard. Eorzea, he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several days of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his escape. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he was about to set off for safety when he felt an urge to check one last corpse. He couldn't identify why, but he felt he needed to. As he checked, the corpse seemed to be an Ishgardian, and in it's hand was a small dark purple stone. Without a second though he pocketed it before wandering in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.
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After his terrible first cycle on the continent, Jin was alone and terribly spiteful of his circumstances. Having arrived in Limsa Lominsa, he was dissuaded from joining the Maelstrom immediately as the influx of Auri immigrants had recently flooded the ranks. Not wanting to get lost in a tide of new recruits or to be written off during that period, he wandered the La Noscean coasts as a sellsword to make due. It was during this time he ran afoul of a slaver captain based out of 'Executioner's Bay', a secretive privateer's dock that focused on plying the illegal flesh trade within Limsan and Ul'Dahn waters. At first marked as a target, Captain Brinnivette offered Jin work as a runner and procurer after he defeated the contingent sent to capture him. With the knowledge and practices instilled in him by Tacitus, Jin and Brinnivette drafted a contract and the deal was signed and shaken on.

Over the next year Jin had become rather infamous within the bay for his near one hundred percent success rate, Earning him the moniker 'The Raven' by the occupants of the bay. Only rejecting or breaking off contracts in which the employers had broken their written oaths to him, he worked coldly and without pause, amassing a small fortune in bloodied and immoral coin.

His final contract had been a high difficulty one, and would serve as a haunting reminder later in his life: The slain family and the young girl cursing his entire existence with the fury stoked flames of hatred in her glare as she was picked up by the others in the raiding party, his greatsword dripping with the final vestiges of their lives. While he felt this last job had been something terrible, causing him to cease contract work in the bay, he lacked the empathy to truly understand why.

Still on 'good' terms with his underworld contacts, he still accepted some contracts from them but never for slavers again. The strange feeling he experienced with the last job unsettling him and alienating him from the work.

After this period he returned to Limsa Lominsa, and after doing some investigative footwork to ensure his deeds behind the full plate face mask remained unassociated with him, enlisted in the Maelstrom. He rose fairly quickly in the shock squadron he joined, praised for his complete lack of fear and the brutal efficiency in which he assisted the 401st in their boarding of code-breaking privateers in open seas. Over the cycles leading to the present, he has climbed to the rank of First Storm Sergeant, and currently leads the 401st in their activities.

Not long after enlisting within the Maelstrom, he discovered the irregular need for the 401st to act lead to a lot of spare time. Without a place to truly call 'home' and a distaste for sleeping within the barracks among the other sailors, he took to sleeping on the benches in Limsa behind the drowning Wench and fishing. It was on a lazy afternoon with no bites he caught a flyer for "The Pathfinders" free company which had fallen off a notice board as he was walking by. Without much consideration, he applied for membership to fill in the spare time and possibly acquire a private living quarters.

His time with the Pathfinders proved fruitful, and with the bevy of new acquaintences to learn how to interact with he learned the social skills he was deeply lacking. The mock-mercenary-entrepreneur-general contractor group proved more engaging as time passed, and his contact with his underworld ties began to dwindle. The time both the Pathfinders and the Maelstrom demanded of him precluded most of his contract work, but he still looked into it here and there when there was a promising lead.

It was here he met his future wife Himeko Hasegawa, or simply "Hime." He first took notice of her when work with the pathfinders resulted in a wild goose chase of a rescue mission for an aloof member of the company, Talan. When it was discovered he was in no danger, combined with his blasé attitude about the situation, she released the pent up frustrations and all of her bottled anticipation in one furious meteorite conjured in his direction - only managing to miss him in a last inning moment of restraint - and hurtling it into a tree behind him. The attack was magnificent and shook a long sleeping instinct sleeping within him, taking an interest in her as a man does a woman unbeknown to Jin. Offering her one of his medicated bandages to sooth her hands, he soon after sought her out for conversation and free time activities like bar nights at the company or story telling in the company yard around the fire pit.

The two had obliviously began taking a vested interest in one another over the coming weeks, but it didn't reach a destination until a new member of the company, a male Raen by the name of Galgan, had openly flirted with her at the fire pit and Jin reacted by nearly challenging the man to open combat on the spot. A drink and some confused discussion with some of his fellows of the company, he at last understood his feelings and confessed them to her that eve. With an awkward set of kisses, their relationship was at last given a tangible status and their journey together began. With rings crafted for one another, a hasty but well intentioned proposal, and over a year engaged, they wed on the 21st Sun of the Second Umbral Moon last cycle (4/21/2018).

Life in the Pathfinders was hectic and entertaining, but often invited hardship and strenuous situations. With several rounds of cursed artifacts and weaponry driving members of the company to infighting and desparate struggles, Jin found himself in the trust of Madison Brookstone as a cornerstone for Guardianship of the company and it's members. He assumed the role of maintaining the order and defending the company members, and for a time he was the leader of the company itself when it's former leader was, in his eyes, corrupted and turned against them of his own volition and the burden became too great for Madison to bear. In these moons he became good friends with Ms. Brookstone and has since taken to ensuring her safety as well as Hime's and his own. The two have spent many evenings discussing their situations and hardships, and share a friendship based in mutual trust.

He has been treading careful waters with her in recent cycles, after she lost a majority of her memories involving her earlier years in the Pathfinders following a blow to the head by a rampaging treant. He works to fill in the gaps in her memory as she discovers them with carefully worded recollections of what she was doing or events that happened, giving her the truth but omitting facts that could trigger a painful and destructive sudden recall as he worries for her mental health should such happen.
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'''Demeanor:''' Despite Ben's Gyr Abanian upbringing as a boy, his formative years were spent in the company of mercenaries in the Thanalan desert. Due to this, the way he carries himself is usually with a bit of swagger or devil may care attitude. His manner of speech usually crass or relaxed with the accent of common folk, but when he gets serious or waxes philosophy, his speech "cleans up" and he betrays an intelligence most don't expect from the grizzled veteran.

'''Nature:''' Ben is commonly a sellsword at heart, blaise about death, combat and how one deals with their problems. He comes off as jaded, direct, blunt, and has little patience for "sweet words" or coddling those he views as spoiled brats. Yet around children it's as if he becomes a different person, his grim demeanor softening to become kind and humorous at times. He isn't evil by any stretch of the imagination, but when he feels vindicated in his actions he doesn't balk at what he feels must be done to protect, or to punish.

'''Religion:''' Ben's faith is purely lip service, his belief in the Twelve as strong as his belief in fate, not speaking ill of them more out of superstition and pissing off something that might turn the odds against him. He is a firm believer that his power and abilities are the gifts of his own hard work and stubbornness, not a blessing from absent deities.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Ben's sense of fashion is fairly static, preferring fitted, comfortable clothing in dark colors that are easy to move around in and breathe well. His wardrobe is obviously limited, focusing more on efficiency than fashion. He maintains a cropped beard, trimming it before it gets too long. His hair on the other hand grows freely and is only cut when it gets into his eyes, running his hand through his hair the most amount of effort he puts into styling it.

'''Scars & Markings:''' His muscular frame is riddled with scars from head to toe. Due to his violent upbringing and a wide assortment of near death experiences, his battered frame sports various reminders of how one can die.

'''Voice:''' Ben speaks the common tongue with an accent that is a combination of Limsa and Ul'dah, betraying his tendency to rub elbows with common folk. His accent melts away to something more refined when he calms down and speaks his heart.

'''Clothing:''' Just the basics. Dark or earthy colors are the staple and he focuses more on efficiency than fashion. A suit of armor is far more comfortable to him than a fancy suit made of expensive fabrics.

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First and foremost, Ben excels at combat. He boasts an immense pool of aetheric potential, but is completely ignorant in how to wield it beyond mere instinct. Trained in all the tools of war, be it the lance, the greatsword, or the bow, he has even learned more recent weapons such as the Pistols manufactured in Ishgard. Having spent two decades on various battlefields, he is adept at warfare tactics, strategy, and combat. His armor is like a second skin to him, and his weapons an extension of his body. He never seemed to take to the Arcane Arts, the complex hand gestures and incantations difficult to memorize just right.

Not a complete fool, what he lacks in arcane ability he makes up for in being proficient at puzzles and solving riddles. His knowledge of magic is mostly metaphorical and he understands the base concepts but not the nuance or the ability to manipulate his aether in such a fashion.

Due to his traumatic childhood, that burden has manifested in a dark side that both torments him and empowers him. His large pool of aetheric energy manifests itself in enhancing his physical capabilities making him stronge,r faster, and more dexterous than the common footsoldier. Learning how to control that darker side of him is one of his goals and learning to truly tap into his potential as a warrior. His darkside manifested vaguely and in dire situations with little control or guidance until a comrade, Jin, started to tutor him in the finer arts of a Dark Knight. Since then, his darkside has manifested into a reflection of himself, taunting and tormenting him in a way only he can witness, but in exchange he has grown in his power and learning to accept that aspect of himself is an inevitability, the alternative being consumed by it. When he is in 'control' of his power, an aura of red aether manifests around himself. Yet when his aura turns black, his darker self holds the reins and while he is extremely powerful he cannot tell the difference between friend and foe.

Blessed with the Echo, the Crystals blessing has manifested with Ben being able to understand all dialects; providing him with a sixth sense in battle that causes his body to react before his brain has caught up; and in dire situations of life or death, tap into the blessing of the Crystal that enhances his physical capabilities beyond what he is normally capable of.

Mentally, Ben's strenghts are in his ability to read between the lines and piece together details others may overlook. He can read people easily, determining their good or ill will due to their mannerisms or speech. When presented with a puzzle or ancient inscription, he can piece together the symbols somehow to make sense of it through his keen intuition. He has little patience for diplomacy, preferring to get straight to the point and ignore 'niceties' or just fight about it and whoever is still standing is deemed right. On the other hand, he has the patience to talk people down when they are emotional and he recognizes that their pain is genuine and not an act.

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Despite Ben's potent aetheric potential, he is utterly inept at thaumaturgy or conjury. Decades on the battlefield and little "proper" learning beyond the basics one would learn by the age of 12, he just hasn't put in the time that the arcane requires to master their abilities. He understands the boon that magic can provide on the battlfield, but he accepts that he just isn't proficient or patient enough at the Arcane to wield it himself. Beyond the basics most things Magic are considered "hocus pocus" to him that's beyond his understanding.

Ben's intense hatred and determination to destroy anything Garlean sometimes results in reckless endeavors that put those close to him in danger. His tunnel vision on the subject and utter dismissal of any notion that there may be innocents within the Empire itself causes disagreements and comes off as offputting to more charitable souls. On the battlefield his confidence is sometimes so great that he seems utterly convinced that nothing can harm him, so when harm does eventually befall him he finds himself licking his wounds for an extended period of time. His recklessness ends up saving others in the long run, but at great personal risk to his own health more often than not.

When he is convinced he is right, and the other person is wrong, he will fight tooth and nail to get them to agree with him or get out of his way which ends up with him butting heads with figures of authority or some employers. Even when he is right, his utter lack of polite language or consideration for the other person's viewpoint makes it difficult for him to sway some people to his way of thinking. Chains of command are utterly meaningless to him, he works for someone because he wants to, not out of any obligation or respect for authority.

Ben's brazen nature often masks the kinder and more sensitive side of himself to the point where even his close friends view him as an arrogant man with a thick skull more often than not. Only in the presence of children, the elderly, or animals does this side shine through. He also has a tendency to wander off on his own and spend time alone, taking time to unwind in his own way without notifying anyone that he has even left. He is often oblivious to the emotional state of other people, being purely focused on his own mindset and how he operates. Despite how well he can read others, he is usually focused on their strengths or exploitable weaknesses, and not their mental well being or emotional health. His traumatic childhood has made him a believer that relationships are fluid and temporary, and those moments are to be cherished but not mourned when they end. This makes him appear cold and distant to others, but makes him never feel lonely, even when alone. And as such, it weakens his empathy for others that require human contact or emotional intimacy due to his tendency to operate mostly on his own. He struggles with getting along with others or opening up to them, considering his battles his own and only accepting aid when it's thrown in his lap.

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When in battle, he fights with his sixth sense and basic combat ability until he's pushed to tap into his darkside. With an aura of red aether he becomes stronger, faster, and more dexterous with his weapons to give him the edge. When pushed to the brink his aura will either turn blue or black, the former being when the echo takes hold and gives him just that extra bit of strength to see the fight to the end, while when black it is almost a living death. His body broken and his mind gone into a berserker rage where he pushes himself beyond the limitations the mind puts on the body to prevent it from destroying itself. This state often leaves him broken and in need of healing and rest for an extended period of time.

Stealth is another aspect he is adept at, good at sneaking and disposing of enemies quietly with a knife. At range he is adept at the bow or the pistol, his lack of depth perception being a hindrance he's learned to work around over the years.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Ben's Father was a blacksmith of Ala Mhigo with a stoic demeanor. He was serious most of the time but would have bouts of childish humor on occassion. He fought to protect his family as they fled when the Garleans invaded, and is presumed dead. In actuality, he is now a conscript and goes by the name Glacius sas Vadere. His rank is that of Praefectus Castrorum, being the commander of a castrum far from Ala Mhigo.

He loves his family, yet he presumes his son Ben is dead and focuses his attentions when able on his other son Wilhelm. He misses his wife but chose to live in the shadow of the empire rather than die and lose any ability to affect the future.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Ben's mother was an accomplished seamstress in Ala Mhigo. She fled with her boys to Thanalan when Garlemald invaded, but died on the trip when bandits waylaid them. She fought and was killed, while her boys scattered in the chaos.

Unknown to her, Ben witnessed her death and years later, sought his vengeance when he slaughted the man who killed his mother in cold blood.<br></div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Presumed dead by Ben until they were grown men. Wilhelm was captured by Garleans when he tried to return home when he was separated from his family. He was used to keep Merten in line, and they both eventually signed up with the Empire. While his father is more stoic, Wilhelm was more emotional and violent. Taking to his duties with an almost sadistic glee. It wasn't until later that Ben and Wilhelm would cross paths again, now Wilhelm Quo Vadere. A Centurio gone rogue, Wilhelm was discovered by Ben engaging in experiments on an island, when his brother destroyed his entire operation and he was captured. His soldiers rescued him, and he became Ben and his comrade's captor in turn. However a certain mage had other ideas and the pair were separated once more. Wilhelm's current location is unknown.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Hime, on some bestial level, unnerves Ben, but he'll never admit it. He initially had no impression of her, as she kept to herself. It was only in the company of Madison and Jin that her strengths and nature became known to him. In contrast to Madison's idealism, Hime's more callous nature on how to deal with issues Ben agrees with and gets along with. Despite her arcane focus in contrast to Ben's own martial prowess, he's witnessed her do great feats that have earned the Highlander's respect. What they do have in common beyond their bluntness and determination to get things done at any cost, is their culinary interests. The two of them are quite adept at cooking and Ben is interested to learn a thing or two from her.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben and Jin have fought side by side in more than one skirmish, the former even having helped Jin on 'personal errands' from time to time. The more level headed of the two, Jin's ties to the Maelstrom and adeptness at 'civilized' and 'structured' life is oftentimes baffling to Ben. Regardless he is a comrade who is dependable and offers insights that don't always occur to Ben. With the loss of his brother, Jin stands as a suitable replacement. Unlike Hime, Jin doesn't unnerve Ben at all, having a feeling of a kindred spirit. At times though, their situations reverse and Jin gets angry and flies off the handle while Ben is more collected and focused. That duality and the ability to balance each other out when things get rough has made the Xaela a steadfast comrade to Ben.
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-art.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Madison Brookstone''' <font style="color:#E3A92B;" size="2">★</font><br>'''The Bleeding Heart'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Madison initially was perceived as a spoiled Ishgardian brat by Ben, but also in a way a lost child. He has been fiercely protective of her for reasons he can't quite explain. His perceived innocence of her something he wishes to preserve. He isn't the best at dealing with her at times, his cruder mercenary demeanor clashing with her more civilized demeanor. Over time, as he learned more about her and that she isn't what he initially thought, he's taken a softer approach. Her determination to do the right thing he respects and admires, but they don't always see eye to eye on the methodology. Ben's noticed she tries to give people the benefit of the doubt when he's all to eager to write people off as bad eggs far sooner. That idealism is something intriguing to him, and despite her own darkness, he seeks to help her maintain her light when his has grown far too dim over the years. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben isn't sure what to make of Basile just yet. A half Gyr Abanian Midlander raised in Isghard, his aesthetic rubs Ben the wrong way, but the way he treats Madison gives him pause. Still, the man knows how to swing a punch and take one, and for that he has Ben's respect. </div>
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<div><center><gallery mode=nolines widths=260px heights=250px>File:Madiwiki-Sirius.jpg|<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Sirius Arcanas''' <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">≈</font><br>'''Void of Certainty'''</font></gallery></center></div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Himeko's brother, Ben's first impression of the man was when he attacked the Pathfinder's headquarters when he was employed there. He wasn't present for the battle, and was initially wary of the man. But over time, and Madison's 'interest' in the fellow, he learned to tolerate and eventually appreciate his existence. Initially Sirius identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. Ben went after Madison when he heard she was 'hiding' in Ishgard, but didn't manage to find the pair and instead got dragged into fighting dragons and dealing with other Ishgardian problems for coin. During their absence, Sirius chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders would enjoy in the interim. When Ben returned to Ul'dah after discovering Madison was safe, he found the pair of them lovers instead of adversaries. And Ben rolled with it despite the entire notion hurting his head something terrible.

After Madison ended up in a coma, Ben left to distract himself with causes he could actually do something about while Sirius tended to Madison. Her recovery and Sirius' involvement in it gave Ben a begrudging respect for him, and despite her memory loss the pair share a tenuous relationship that Ben observes from afar like a protective sibling. Sirius has only showed up a few times since then, the most recent being when he came to their aid when they were in Wilhelm's clutches, freeing the group. Ben respect's Sirius' ability to get things done, but also views him as a potential opponent who he is eager to best just to prove himself.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Neke and Ben had a relatively brief, but strong relationship. He hired her to work at his tavern as a chef, being a fellow wandering soul of Gyr Abania. The two grew attracted to each other and became lovers. Supporting each other in combat and at home. Yet, one day after a rather chaotic episode, she vanished with no trace save for a note. She told him there was something she had to do, and do alone. And Ben being used to such turns of events as many a comrade has vanished one way or another. He has taken it in stride. Regardless, it is a sore subject for him and one he is evasive on.
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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Pays for his drinks, and for the messes he makes." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "It took forever to clean the blood off that wall when he slammed a Hellsguard's face into it." -- Waitress at the Drowning Wench
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He looks scary but he's nice. He buys us toys and punishes the bad men." -- An orphan in Ul'dah
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "They call him the Black Demon for good reason, saw him standing on a hundred Garlean corpses, blood dripping from that armor of his. And that helmet! Wouldn't want to go up against him.” -- Soldier in the Flames.
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's a menace. Nearly put me out of business until I agreed to put a portion of my profits to the Orphanage." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He was quiet growing up, until ya made him mad!" -- Anonymous Mercenary.
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's uncouth and his manners are lacking. But he gets the job done for a fair price." -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "You'd think a man that sour would scare off the livestock. But any man that doesn't spook my animals is alright by me." -- Farmer in Vylbrand
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I'm surprised he isn't in the stocks after what he did to me!" -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "???" - [[???]]
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Ben's a character that is an avatar of grim determination and fighting tooth and nail no matter how tough things get. He's also an exploration in how someone learns to deal with people when they're so used to conflict.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Larger than life fighting insurmountable odds RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and malleable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I'm flexible in getting my character to show up to a situation ICly, so long as it doesn't contradict my character's interests. I am 100% against lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Ben is not me. IC/OOC separation and all that jazz. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

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'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Hydromancer:

Jin Karasu

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Hydromancer:

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| citizenship = Othardian
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| stat_4_value = Rhalgr, The Destroyer
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| stat_5_value = 23rd Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon
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Jin is the serious and protective guardian of his small family of friends as well as his wife. Standing 7'2" and well versed in combat as well as the dark arts of Dark Knights (or Dark Walkers as he understands), he is a formidable wall before those who would hinder or harm his companions.

The Ex-Slaver Mercenary turned loving husband and watchful protector has been a dramatic shift spanning the course of many cycles, and the transition has played havoc on his state of mind and emotional well being. While still an embodiment of vengeance when the sitation calls for it, he is no longer a soulless contract killer lacking in morality and emotions.

The acts of violence and atrocity he has comitted, while at the time of no consequence, have returned with ever increasing weight on his soul as the volume and potency of the sins he has wrought gain new standards to be compared to.

As he steps further into the light of compassion and empathy, so too does the darkness of his past gain new and pronounced contrast that eats at his new acquired conscious and forces him to inwardly question wether he is deserving of the life he has built with his wife and his friends.

A jovial yet stern attitude and a personality founded in logical assessment have helped to establish his friendships and roles taken in his life, with goals now aligned with assisting his family.
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Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of the Tail Mountain range for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his eleventh birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

A year into this period a Garlean named Tacitus Pyr Decimius approached young Jin after observing the youngling handing in a bloodied sack for coin in a back alley. Tacitus was looking for a method of invading the steppes after the main fleet had been defeated attempting to fly over the Tail range by the mountain tribes and their primal summons, and saw in him an opportunity to set a long term plan into motion. Tacitus served as a mentor and friend for six cycles, instilling in Jin a sense of battlefield awareness and level headed decision making that shaped the rest of his adult life. He perished in a rockslide brought down on the pair by the Xaelan shamans they had been attempting to slay.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Othard. Eorzea, he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several days of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his escape. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he was about to set off for safety when he felt an urge to check one last corpse. He couldn't identify why, but he felt he needed to. As he checked, the corpse seemed to be an Ishgardian, and in it's hand was a small dark purple stone. Without a second though he pocketed it before wandering in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.
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After his terrible first cycle on the continent, Jin was alone and terribly spiteful of his circumstances. Having arrived in Limsa Lominsa, he was dissuaded from joining the Maelstrom immediately as the influx of Auri immigrants had recently flooded the ranks. Not wanting to get lost in a tide of new recruits or to be written off during that period, he wandered the La Noscean coasts as a sellsword to make due. It was during this time he ran afoul of a slaver captain based out of 'Executioner's Bay', a secretive privateer's dock that focused on plying the illegal flesh trade within Limsan and Ul'Dahn waters. At first marked as a target, Captain Brinnivette offered Jin work as a runner and procurer after he defeated the contingent sent to capture him. With the knowledge and practices instilled in him by Tacitus, Jin and Brinnivette drafted a contract and the deal was signed and shaken on.

Over the next year Jin had become rather infamous within the bay for his near one hundred percent success rate, Earning him the moniker 'The Raven' by the occupants of the bay. Only rejecting or breaking off contracts in which the employers had broken their written oaths to him, he worked coldly and without pause, amassing a small fortune in bloodied and immoral coin.

His final contract had been a high difficulty one, and would serve as a haunting reminder later in his life: The slain family and the young girl cursing his entire existence with the fury stoked flames of hatred in her glare as she was picked up by the others in the raiding party, his greatsword dripping with the final vestiges of their lives. While he felt this last job had been something terrible, causing him to cease contract work in the bay, he lacked the empathy to truly understand why.

Still on 'good' terms with his underworld contacts, he still accepted some contracts from them but never for slavers again. The strange feeling he experienced with the last job unsettling him and alienating him from the work.

After this period he returned to Limsa Lominsa, and after doing some investigative footwork to ensure his deeds behind the full plate face mask remained unassociated with him, enlisted in the Maelstrom. He rose fairly quickly in the shock squadron he joined, praised for his complete lack of fear and the brutal efficiency in which he assisted the 401st in their boarding of code-breaking privateers in open seas. Over the cycles leading to the present, he has climbed to the rank of First Storm Sergeant, and currently leads the 401st in their activities.

Not long after enlisting within the Maelstrom, he discovered the irregular need for the 401st to act lead to a lot of spare time. Without a place to truly call 'home' and a distaste for sleeping within the barracks among the other sailors, he took to sleeping on the benches in Limsa behind the drowning Wench and fishing. It was on a lazy afternoon with no bites he caught a flyer for "The Pathfinders" free company which had fallen off a notice board as he was walking by. Without much consideration, he applied for membership to fill in the spare time and possibly acquire a private living quarters.

His time with the Pathfinders proved fruitful, and with the bevy of new acquaintences to learn how to interact with he learned the social skills he was deeply lacking. The mock-mercenary-entrepreneur-general contractor group proved more engaging as time passed, and his contact with his underworld ties began to dwindle. The time both the Pathfinders and the Maelstrom demanded of him precluded most of his contract work, but he still looked into it here and there when there was a promising lead.

It was here he met his future wife Himeko Hasegawa, or simply "Hime." He first took notice of her when work with the pathfinders resulted in a wild goose chase of a rescue mission for an aloof member of the company, Talan. When it was discovered he was in no danger, combined with his blasé attitude about the situation, she released the pent up frustrations and all of her bottled anticipation in one furious meteorite conjured in his direction - only managing to miss him in a last inning moment of restraint - and hurtling it into a tree behind him. The attack was magnificent and shook a long sleeping instinct sleeping within him, taking an interest in her as a man does a woman unbeknown to Jin. Offering her one of his medicated bandages to sooth her hands, he soon after sought her out for conversation and free time activities like bar nights at the company or story telling in the company yard around the fire pit.

The two had obliviously began taking a vested interest in one another over the coming weeks, but it didn't reach a destination until a new member of the company, a male Raen by the name of Galgan, had openly flirted with her at the fire pit and Jin reacted by nearly challenging the man to open combat on the spot. A drink and some confused discussion with some of his fellows of the company, he at last understood his feelings and confessed them to her that eve. With an awkward set of kisses, their relationship was at last given a tangible status and their journey together began. With rings crafted for one another, a hasty but well intentioned proposal, and over a year engaged, they wed on the 21st Sun of the Second Umbral Moon last cycle (4/21/2018).

Life in the Pathfinders was hectic and entertaining, but often invited hardship and strenuous situations. With several rounds of cursed artifacts and weaponry driving members of the company to infighting and desparate struggles, Jin found himself in the trust of Madison Brookstone as a cornerstone for Guardianship of the company and it's members. He assumed the role of maintaining the order and defending the company members, and for a time he was the leader of the company itself when it's former leader was, in his eyes, corrupted and turned against them of his own volition and the burden became too great for Madison to bear. In these moons he became good friends with Ms. Brookstone and has since taken to ensuring her safety as well as Hime's and his own. The two have spent many evenings discussing their situations and hardships, and share a friendship based in mutual trust.

He has been treading careful waters with her in recent cycles, after she lost a majority of her memories involving her earlier years in the Pathfinders following a blow to the head by a rampaging treant. He works to fill in the gaps in her memory as she discovers them with carefully worded recollections of what she was doing or events that happened, giving her the truth but omitting facts that could trigger a painful and destructive sudden recall as he worries for her mental health should such happen.
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'''Demeanor:''' Despite Ben's Gyr Abanian upbringing as a boy, his formative years were spent in the company of mercenaries in the Thanalan desert. Due to this, the way he carries himself is usually with a bit of swagger or devil may care attitude. His manner of speech usually crass or relaxed with the accent of common folk, but when he gets serious or waxes philosophy, his speech "cleans up" and he betrays an intelligence most don't expect from the grizzled veteran.

'''Nature:''' Ben is commonly a sellsword at heart, blaise about death, combat and how one deals with their problems. He comes off as jaded, direct, blunt, and has little patience for "sweet words" or coddling those he views as spoiled brats. Yet around children it's as if he becomes a different person, his grim demeanor softening to become kind and humorous at times. He isn't evil by any stretch of the imagination, but when he feels vindicated in his actions he doesn't balk at what he feels must be done to protect, or to punish.

'''Religion:''' Ben's faith is purely lip service, his belief in the Twelve as strong as his belief in fate, not speaking ill of them more out of superstition and pissing off something that might turn the odds against him. He is a firm believer that his power and abilities are the gifts of his own hard work and stubbornness, not a blessing from absent deities.

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'''Common Appearance:''' Ben's sense of fashion is fairly static, preferring fitted, comfortable clothing in dark colors that are easy to move around in and breathe well. His wardrobe is obviously limited, focusing more on efficiency than fashion. He maintains a cropped beard, trimming it before it gets too long. His hair on the other hand grows freely and is only cut when it gets into his eyes, running his hand through his hair the most amount of effort he puts into styling it.

'''Scars & Markings:''' His muscular frame is riddled with scars from head to toe. Due to his violent upbringing and a wide assortment of near death experiences, his battered frame sports various reminders of how one can die.

'''Voice:''' Ben speaks the common tongue with an accent that is a combination of Limsa and Ul'dah, betraying his tendency to rub elbows with common folk. His accent melts away to something more refined when he calms down and speaks his heart.

'''Clothing:''' Just the basics. Dark or earthy colors are the staple and he focuses more on efficiency than fashion. A suit of armor is far more comfortable to him than a fancy suit made of expensive fabrics.

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First and foremost, Ben excels at combat. He boasts an immense pool of aetheric potential, but is completely ignorant in how to wield it beyond mere instinct. Trained in all the tools of war, be it the lance, the greatsword, or the bow, he has even learned more recent weapons such as the Pistols manufactured in Ishgard. Having spent two decades on various battlefields, he is adept at warfare tactics, strategy, and combat. His armor is like a second skin to him, and his weapons an extension of his body. He never seemed to take to the Arcane Arts, the complex hand gestures and incantations difficult to memorize just right.

Not a complete fool, what he lacks in arcane ability he makes up for in being proficient at puzzles and solving riddles. His knowledge of magic is mostly metaphorical and he understands the base concepts but not the nuance or the ability to manipulate his aether in such a fashion.

Due to his traumatic childhood, that burden has manifested in a dark side that both torments him and empowers him. His large pool of aetheric energy manifests itself in enhancing his physical capabilities making him stronge,r faster, and more dexterous than the common footsoldier. Learning how to control that darker side of him is one of his goals and learning to truly tap into his potential as a warrior. His darkside manifested vaguely and in dire situations with little control or guidance until a comrade, Jin, started to tutor him in the finer arts of a Dark Knight. Since then, his darkside has manifested into a reflection of himself, taunting and tormenting him in a way only he can witness, but in exchange he has grown in his power and learning to accept that aspect of himself is an inevitability, the alternative being consumed by it. When he is in 'control' of his power, an aura of red aether manifests around himself. Yet when his aura turns black, his darker self holds the reins and while he is extremely powerful he cannot tell the difference between friend and foe.

Blessed with the Echo, the Crystals blessing has manifested with Ben being able to understand all dialects; providing him with a sixth sense in battle that causes his body to react before his brain has caught up; and in dire situations of life or death, tap into the blessing of the Crystal that enhances his physical capabilities beyond what he is normally capable of.

Mentally, Ben's strenghts are in his ability to read between the lines and piece together details others may overlook. He can read people easily, determining their good or ill will due to their mannerisms or speech. When presented with a puzzle or ancient inscription, he can piece together the symbols somehow to make sense of it through his keen intuition. He has little patience for diplomacy, preferring to get straight to the point and ignore 'niceties' or just fight about it and whoever is still standing is deemed right. On the other hand, he has the patience to talk people down when they are emotional and he recognizes that their pain is genuine and not an act.

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Despite Ben's potent aetheric potential, he is utterly inept at thaumaturgy or conjury. Decades on the battlefield and little "proper" learning beyond the basics one would learn by the age of 12, he just hasn't put in the time that the arcane requires to master their abilities. He understands the boon that magic can provide on the battlfield, but he accepts that he just isn't proficient or patient enough at the Arcane to wield it himself. Beyond the basics most things Magic are considered "hocus pocus" to him that's beyond his understanding.

Ben's intense hatred and determination to destroy anything Garlean sometimes results in reckless endeavors that put those close to him in danger. His tunnel vision on the subject and utter dismissal of any notion that there may be innocents within the Empire itself causes disagreements and comes off as offputting to more charitable souls. On the battlefield his confidence is sometimes so great that he seems utterly convinced that nothing can harm him, so when harm does eventually befall him he finds himself licking his wounds for an extended period of time. His recklessness ends up saving others in the long run, but at great personal risk to his own health more often than not.

When he is convinced he is right, and the other person is wrong, he will fight tooth and nail to get them to agree with him or get out of his way which ends up with him butting heads with figures of authority or some employers. Even when he is right, his utter lack of polite language or consideration for the other person's viewpoint makes it difficult for him to sway some people to his way of thinking. Chains of command are utterly meaningless to him, he works for someone because he wants to, not out of any obligation or respect for authority.

Ben's brazen nature often masks the kinder and more sensitive side of himself to the point where even his close friends view him as an arrogant man with a thick skull more often than not. Only in the presence of children, the elderly, or animals does this side shine through. He also has a tendency to wander off on his own and spend time alone, taking time to unwind in his own way without notifying anyone that he has even left. He is often oblivious to the emotional state of other people, being purely focused on his own mindset and how he operates. Despite how well he can read others, he is usually focused on their strengths or exploitable weaknesses, and not their mental well being or emotional health. His traumatic childhood has made him a believer that relationships are fluid and temporary, and those moments are to be cherished but not mourned when they end. This makes him appear cold and distant to others, but makes him never feel lonely, even when alone. And as such, it weakens his empathy for others that require human contact or emotional intimacy due to his tendency to operate mostly on his own. He struggles with getting along with others or opening up to them, considering his battles his own and only accepting aid when it's thrown in his lap.

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When in battle, he fights with his sixth sense and basic combat ability until he's pushed to tap into his darkside. With an aura of red aether he becomes stronger, faster, and more dexterous with his weapons to give him the edge. When pushed to the brink his aura will either turn blue or black, the former being when the echo takes hold and gives him just that extra bit of strength to see the fight to the end, while when black it is almost a living death. His body broken and his mind gone into a berserker rage where he pushes himself beyond the limitations the mind puts on the body to prevent it from destroying itself. This state often leaves him broken and in need of healing and rest for an extended period of time.

Stealth is another aspect he is adept at, good at sneaking and disposing of enemies quietly with a knife. At range he is adept at the bow or the pistol, his lack of depth perception being a hindrance he's learned to work around over the years.

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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Ben's Father was a blacksmith of Ala Mhigo with a stoic demeanor. He was serious most of the time but would have bouts of childish humor on occassion. He fought to protect his family as they fled when the Garleans invaded, and is presumed dead. In actuality, he is now a conscript and goes by the name Glacius sas Vadere. His rank is that of Praefectus Castrorum, being the commander of a castrum far from Ala Mhigo.

He loves his family, yet he presumes his son Ben is dead and focuses his attentions when able on his other son Wilhelm. He misses his wife but chose to live in the shadow of the empire rather than die and lose any ability to affect the future.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Ben's mother was an accomplished seamstress in Ala Mhigo. She fled with her boys to Thanalan when Garlemald invaded, but died on the trip when bandits waylaid them. She fought and was killed, while her boys scattered in the chaos.

Unknown to her, Ben witnessed her death and years later, sought his vengeance when he slaughted the man who killed his mother in cold blood.<br></div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"> Presumed dead by Ben until they were grown men. Wilhelm was captured by Garleans when he tried to return home when he was separated from his family. He was used to keep Merten in line, and they both eventually signed up with the Empire. While his father is more stoic, Wilhelm was more emotional and violent. Taking to his duties with an almost sadistic glee. It wasn't until later that Ben and Wilhelm would cross paths again, now Wilhelm Quo Vadere. A Centurio gone rogue, Wilhelm was discovered by Ben engaging in experiments on an island, when his brother destroyed his entire operation and he was captured. His soldiers rescued him, and he became Ben and his comrade's captor in turn. However a certain mage had other ideas and the pair were separated once more. Wilhelm's current location is unknown.</div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben and Jin have fought side by side in more than one skirmish, the former even having helped Jin on 'personal errands' from time to time. The more level headed of the two, Jin's ties to the Maelstrom and adeptness at 'civilized' and 'structured' life is oftentimes baffling to Ben. Regardless he is a comrade who is dependable and offers insights that don't always occur to Ben. With the loss of his brother, Jin stands as a suitable replacement. Unlike Hime, Jin doesn't unnerve Ben at all, having a feeling of a kindred spirit. At times though, their situations reverse and Jin gets angry and flies off the handle while Ben is more collected and focused. That duality and the ability to balance each other out when things get rough has made the Xaela a steadfast comrade to Ben.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Madison initially was perceived as a spoiled Ishgardian brat by Ben, but also in a way a lost child. He has been fiercely protective of her for reasons he can't quite explain. His perceived innocence of her something he wishes to preserve. He isn't the best at dealing with her at times, his cruder mercenary demeanor clashing with her more civilized demeanor. Over time, as he learned more about her and that she isn't what he initially thought, he's taken a softer approach. Her determination to do the right thing he respects and admires, but they don't always see eye to eye on the methodology. Ben's noticed she tries to give people the benefit of the doubt when he's all to eager to write people off as bad eggs far sooner. That idealism is something intriguing to him, and despite her own darkness, he seeks to help her maintain her light when his has grown far too dim over the years. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;">Ben isn't sure what to make of Basile just yet. A half Gyr Abanian Midlander raised in Isghard, his aesthetic rubs Ben the wrong way, but the way he treats Madison gives him pause. Still, the man knows how to swing a punch and take one, and for that he has Ben's respect. </div>
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Himeko's brother, Ben's first impression of the man was when he attacked the Pathfinder's headquarters when he was employed there. He wasn't present for the battle, and was initially wary of the man. But over time, and Madison's 'interest' in the fellow, he learned to tolerate and eventually appreciate his existence. Initially Sirius identified himself as a Sharlayan Mage Hunter and demanded Madison be handed over to him so he could return her to the Old World. It didn't take long for him to find her in Ishgard, yet instead of attacking he approached her in conversation. Ben went after Madison when he heard she was 'hiding' in Ishgard, but didn't manage to find the pair and instead got dragged into fighting dragons and dealing with other Ishgardian problems for coin. During their absence, Sirius chose to side with his sister and Madison, forsaking his place in the Sharlayan hierarchy and returned with them to further see to their safety from additional hunters that would impede on the peace the Pathfinders would enjoy in the interim. When Ben returned to Ul'dah after discovering Madison was safe, he found the pair of them lovers instead of adversaries. And Ben rolled with it despite the entire notion hurting his head something terrible.

After Madison ended up in a coma, Ben left to distract himself with causes he could actually do something about while Sirius tended to Madison. Her recovery and Sirius' involvement in it gave Ben a begrudging respect for him, and despite her memory loss the pair share a tenuous relationship that Ben observes from afar like a protective sibling. Sirius has only showed up a few times since then, the most recent being when he came to their aid when they were in Wilhelm's clutches, freeing the group. Ben respect's Sirius' ability to get things done, but also views him as a potential opponent who he is eager to best just to prove himself.
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| <div style="font-size:11px;"> Neke and Ben had a relatively brief, but strong relationship. He hired her to work at his tavern as a chef, being a fellow wandering soul of Gyr Abania. The two grew attracted to each other and became lovers. Supporting each other in combat and at home. Yet, one day after a rather chaotic episode, she vanished with no trace save for a note. She told him there was something she had to do, and do alone. And Ben being used to such turns of events as many a comrade has vanished one way or another. He has taken it in stride. Regardless, it is a sore subject for him and one he is evasive on.
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'''Common Rumors'''
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Pays for his drinks, and for the messes he makes." -- Waitress at The Quicksand
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "It took forever to clean the blood off that wall when he slammed a Hellsguard's face into it." -- Waitress at the Drowning Wench
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He looks scary but he's nice. He buys us toys and punishes the bad men." -- An orphan in Ul'dah
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "They call him the Black Demon for good reason, saw him standing on a hundred Garlean corpses, blood dripping from that armor of his. And that helmet! Wouldn't want to go up against him.” -- Soldier in the Flames.
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's a menace. Nearly put me out of business until I agreed to put a portion of my profits to the Orphanage." -- A merchant in the Goblet
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He was quiet growing up, until ya made him mad!" -- Anonymous Mercenary.
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's uncouth and his manners are lacking. But he gets the job done for a fair price." -- Merchant in The Foundation
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "You'd think a man that sour would scare off the livestock. But any man that doesn't spook my animals is alright by me." -- Farmer in Vylbrand
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<font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I'm surprised he isn't in the stocks after what he did to me!" -- A Gentleman in The Pillars
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<font style="color:#99a4c5;" size="3">■</font> "???" - [[???]]
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Ben's a character that is an avatar of grim determination and fighting tooth and nail no matter how tough things get. He's also an exploration in how someone learns to deal with people when they're so used to conflict.

''' I Prefer:''' Dark, Grim, Gritty RP. Larger than life fighting insurmountable odds RP. Developed RP relationships. Arcs heavy in plot. Scheduled Events. Well thought out, developed characters with motivations unique to their experiences. Lore friendly and abiding characters and situations.

'''I Do Not:''' Allow anyone else to decide how my character is permanently maimed, disfigured, attacked, sexually assaulted, killed or otherwise emotionally or mentally scarred. These things should be discussed with the player beforehand. Upon discussion, you'll find I'm pretty open minded and malleable. OOC communication in regards to these topics is just a simple matter of respect of another's creation in my mind.

I'm flexible in getting my character to show up to a situation ICly, so long as it doesn't contradict my character's interests. I am 100% against lorebreaking and will not hesitate to remove or retcon my characters from lore breaking situations that clash with how they see the world or Eorzea.

Ben is not me. IC/OOC separation and all that jazz. Actions happening between characters are, in no way, reflective of actions between players.

'''Server:''' Balmung

'''Wiki Templates:''' [[Kairen Ollerus|Using Kairen's template]]
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Jin Karasu

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Hydromancer: /* Biography */

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Jin is tall and thin as most male Au Ra often are. He bears the black scales of his Xaelan heritage and naturally black hair, which he sometimes recolors to fit whatever color he fancies at the moment. His limbal rings were originally a pale green, but have shifted into red hues as of late as he gains mastery over the aether manipulation that dark knights are known for. His skin is far tanner than most Xaela, a trait he owes to his mother, who herself was born to a mother of Raen decent and a Xaelan father.

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Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of Doma for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his twelfth birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Doma. Eorzea he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several suns of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his way away. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he was about to set off for safety when he felt an urge to check one last corpse. He couldn't identify why, but he felt he needed to. As he checked, the corpse seemed to be an Ishgardian, and in it's hand was a small dark purple stone. Without a second though he pocketed it before wandering in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
When outside of battle or duty, Jin's lighthearted and mischievous. He spent a great deal of time playing with several of the miqo'te children in his new village, which had imparted on him a slightly lazy attitude and a knack for sarcasm. What he can't fight with his sword, he fights with a smile and a joke. His trust is difficult to earn, and has many acquaintances but few actual friends.

In battle, he prefers to charge in first and unleash everything he can on the obstacle before him, and he's not much for words.

His wandering tendencies and lazy attitude have seen him taking up residence for the night on a bench in Limsa or Ul'Dah more than once.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Likes</div>====
* Sleeping
* Sharp jokes
* Puns
* Training
* Combat

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dislikes</div>====
* Extended periods with large crowds
* Overly complicated plots or plans in his contracts
* Subterfuge
* Puns
* The bench near the Rising Sands

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Strengths</div>====
* Extremely durable
* Easy to talk to
* Decently cheap hiring cost

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Weaknesses</div>====
* Would rather take a nap than work
* Prone to going overboard when pushed too hard in battle, becoming reckless
* More likely buy something than put in the effort to make it
* Dense about relationships
* Can go overboard with the snark without realizing it

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Other Notes</div>===
Storm Seargeant First Class, Working with the Maelstrom for 11 months in total as a contractor. Main role: Anti Piracy

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Quirks</div>====
Goofy and snarky, quick to make a joke at the expense of others.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Equipment</div>====
* Great-swords
* Suit of heavy layered armor
* Light weight sparring clothing

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rumors</div>===
The following rumours can be heard about Jin, predominantly in Limsa and Ul'Dah. (If your character has an opinion about him, feel free to add it here.)

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Common</div>====
* "He's a good enough lad. Lazier 'an a goobbue after eatin' a mountain o' food tho'." - Patron of the Rising Sands
* "Looks tough, though I haven't seen him in a fight. He looks pretty angry all the time." - Dock worker in Limsa
* "For simple jobs I've had good results! He never charges much. Looks like he makes more than he charges.. nothing I'd concern myself with." - Dockmaster in Aleport

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Uncommon</div>====
* "I haven't found a task he hasn't been willing to put a price on yet."
* "He.. he prefers the head-on approach. Be specific about your contract with him, or he might be liable to hurt those he has no instructions for."
* "Charges double for anything sneaky like. Sometimes worth it. Others, not so much."

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rare</div>====
* "I saw him snap once. We was in this job and got ambushed. Started going wild, cuttin' them down, but earned a lance through his chest in his carelessness. That wasn't the end though, and he picked me up by the collar demanding I heal him after he had finished them off.. Something's off about him. Not many out there that can fight through a mortal blow like that." - Vince, wandering conjurer for hire

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

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Known Locations</div>===
You might have run into or otherwise know Jin from:

* Sleeping on benches in Limsa until he decided on joining a free company.
* Everyman Guild: The guildhouse of the Pathfinders

===OOC Inspirations===
Vash the Stampede

Jin Karasu

2017-03-29T15:31:33Z

Hydromancer:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Jin Karasu
| image = JinK2.png
| imagewidth =
| caption =
| title =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsan
| race = Au Ra
| clan = Xaela
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 22
| stat_2 = Height
| stat_2_value = 7' 2"
| stat_3 = Profession
| stat_3_value = Mage-Hunter
| stat_4 = Server
| stat_4_value = Balmung
}}
===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
Jin is tall and thin as most male Au Ra often are. He bears the black scales of his Xaelan heritage and naturally black hair, which he sometimes recolors to fit whatever color he fancies at the moment. His limbal rings were originally a pale green, but have shifted into red hues as of late as he gains mastery over the aether manipulation that dark knights are known for. His skin is far tanner than most Xaela, a trait he owes to his mother, who herself was born to a mother of Raen decent and a Xaelan father.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===
Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of Doma for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his twelfth birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Doma. Eorzea he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several suns of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his way away. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he wandered in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
When outside of battle or duty, Jin's lighthearted and mischievous. He spent a great deal of time playing with several of the miqo'te children in his new village, which had imparted on him a slightly lazy attitude and a knack for sarcasm. What he can't fight with his sword, he fights with a smile and a joke. His trust is difficult to earn, and has many acquaintances but few actual friends.

In battle, he prefers to charge in first and unleash everything he can on the obstacle before him, and he's not much for words.

His wandering tendencies and lazy attitude have seen him taking up residence for the night on a bench in Limsa or Ul'Dah more than once.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Likes</div>====
* Sleeping
* Sharp jokes
* Puns
* Training
* Combat

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dislikes</div>====
* Extended periods with large crowds
* Overly complicated plots or plans in his contracts
* Subterfuge
* Puns
* The bench near the Rising Sands

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Strengths</div>====
* Extremely durable
* Easy to talk to
* Decently cheap hiring cost

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Weaknesses</div>====
* Would rather take a nap than work
* Prone to going overboard when pushed too hard in battle, becoming reckless
* More likely buy something than put in the effort to make it
* Dense about relationships
* Can go overboard with the snark without realizing it

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Other Notes</div>===
Storm Seargeant First Class, Working with the Maelstrom for 11 months in total as a contractor. Main role: Anti Piracy

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Quirks</div>====
Goofy and snarky, quick to make a joke at the expense of others.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Equipment</div>====
* Great-swords
* Suit of heavy layered armor
* Light weight sparring clothing

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rumors</div>===
The following rumours can be heard about Jin, predominantly in Limsa and Ul'Dah. (If your character has an opinion about him, feel free to add it here.)

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Common</div>====
* "He's a good enough lad. Lazier 'an a goobbue after eatin' a mountain o' food tho'." - Patron of the Rising Sands
* "Looks tough, though I haven't seen him in a fight. He looks pretty angry all the time." - Dock worker in Limsa
* "For simple jobs I've had good results! He never charges much. Looks like he makes more than he charges.. nothing I'd concern myself with." - Dockmaster in Aleport

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Uncommon</div>====
* "I haven't found a task he hasn't been willing to put a price on yet."
* "He.. he prefers the head-on approach. Be specific about your contract with him, or he might be liable to hurt those he has no instructions for."
* "Charges double for anything sneaky like. Sometimes worth it. Others, not so much."

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rare</div>====
* "I saw him snap once. We was in this job and got ambushed. Started going wild, cuttin' them down, but earned a lance through his chest in his carelessness. That wasn't the end though, and he picked me up by the collar demanding I heal him after he had finished them off.. Something's off about him. Not many out there that can fight through a mortal blow like that." - Vince, wandering conjurer for hire

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

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Known Locations</div>===
You might have run into or otherwise know Jin from:

* Sleeping on benches in Limsa until he decided on joining a free company.
* Everyman Guild: The guildhouse of the Pathfinders

===OOC Inspirations===
Vash the Stampede

Jin Karasu

2017-03-29T15:31:06Z

Hydromancer:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Jin Karasu
| image = JinK2.png
| imagewidth =
| caption =
| title =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsan
| race = Au Ra
| clan = Xaela
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 21
| stat_2 = Height
| stat_2_value = 7' 2"
| stat_3 = Profession
| stat_3_value = Mage-Hunter
| stat_4 = Server
| stat_4_value = Balmung
}}
===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
Jin is tall and thin as most male Au Ra often are. He bears the black scales of his Xaelan heritage and naturally black hair, which he sometimes recolors to fit whatever color he fancies at the moment. His limbal rings were originally a pale green, but have shifted into red hues as of late as he gains mastery over the aether manipulation that dark knights are known for. His skin is far tanner than most Xaela, a trait he owes to his mother, who herself was born to a mother of Raen decent and a Xaelan father.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===
Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of Doma for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his twelfth birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Doma. Eorzea he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several suns of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his way away. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he wandered in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
When outside of battle or duty, Jin's lighthearted and mischievous. He spent a great deal of time playing with several of the miqo'te children in his new village, which had imparted on him a slightly lazy attitude and a knack for sarcasm. What he can't fight with his sword, he fights with a smile and a joke. His trust is difficult to earn, and has many acquaintances but few actual friends.

In battle, he prefers to charge in first and unleash everything he can on the obstacle before him, and he's not much for words.

His wandering tendencies and lazy attitude have seen him taking up residence for the night on a bench in Limsa or Ul'Dah more than once.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Likes</div>====
* Sleeping
* Sharp jokes
* Puns
* Training
* Combat

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dislikes</div>====
* Extended periods with large crowds
* Overly complicated plots or plans in his contracts
* Subterfuge
* Puns
* The bench near the Rising Sands

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Strengths</div>====
* Extremely durable
* Easy to talk to
* Decently cheap hiring cost

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Weaknesses</div>====
* Would rather take a nap than work
* Prone to going overboard when pushed too hard in battle, becoming reckless
* More likely buy something than put in the effort to make it
* Dense about relationships
* Can go overboard with the snark without realizing it

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Other Notes</div>===
Storm Seargeant First Class, Working with the Maelstrom for 11 months in total as a contractor. Main role: Anti Piracy

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Quirks</div>====
Goofy and snarky, quick to make a joke at the expense of others.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Equipment</div>====
* Great-swords
* Suit of heavy layered armor
* Light weight sparring clothing

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rumors</div>===
The following rumours can be heard about Jin, predominantly in Limsa and Ul'Dah. (If your character has an opinion about him, feel free to add it here.)

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Common</div>====
* "He's a good enough lad. Lazier 'an a goobbue after eatin' a mountain o' food tho'." - Patron of the Rising Sands
* "Looks tough, though I haven't seen him in a fight. He looks pretty angry all the time." - Dock worker in Limsa
* "For simple jobs I've had good results! He never charges much. Looks like he makes more than he charges.. nothing I'd concern myself with." - Dockmaster in Aleport

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Uncommon</div>====
* "I haven't found a task he hasn't been willing to put a price on yet."
* "He.. he prefers the head-on approach. Be specific about your contract with him, or he might be liable to hurt those he has no instructions for."
* "Charges double for anything sneaky like. Sometimes worth it. Others, not so much."

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rare</div>====
* "I saw him snap once. We was in this job and got ambushed. Started going wild, cuttin' them down, but earned a lance through his chest in his carelessness. That wasn't the end though, and he picked me up by the collar demanding I heal him after he had finished them off.. Something's off about him. Not many out there that can fight through a mortal blow like that." - Vince, wandering conjurer for hire

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

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Known Locations</div>===
You might have run into or otherwise know Jin from:

* Sleeping on benches in Limsa until he decided on joining a free company.
* Everyman Guild: The guildhouse of the Pathfinders

===OOC Inspirations===
Vash the Stampede

Jin Karasu

2017-03-29T15:29:21Z

Hydromancer: /* Common */

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| image = JinK2.png
| imagewidth =
| caption =
| title =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsan
| race = Au Ra
| clan = Xaela
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 21
| stat_2 = Height
| stat_2_value = 7' 2"
| stat_3 = Profession
| stat_3_value = Mage-Hunter
| stat_4 = Server
| stat_4_value = Balmung
}}
===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
Jin is tall and thin as most male Au Ra often are. He bears the black scales of his Xaelan heritage and naturally black hair, which he sometimes recolors to fit whatever color he fancies at the moment. His limbal rings were originally a pale green, but have shifted into red hues as of late as he gains mastery over the aether manipulation that dark knights are known for. His skin is far tanner than most Xaela, a trait he owes to his mother, who herself was born to a mother of Raen decent and a Xaelan father. He bears tattoos upon his chest and back, a reminder of the disciplines he carries with him from his tutelage in a monastic order.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===
Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of Doma for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his twelfth birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Doma. Eorzea he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several suns of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his way away. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he wandered in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
When outside of battle or duty, Jin's lighthearted and mischievous. He spent a great deal of time playing with several of the miqo'te children in his new village, which had imparted on him a slightly lazy attitude and a knack for sarcasm. What he can't fight with his sword, he fights with a smile and a joke. His trust is difficult to earn, and has many acquaintances but few actual friends.

In battle, he prefers to charge in first and unleash everything he can on the obstacle before him, and he's not much for words.

His wandering tendencies and lazy attitude have seen him taking up residence for the night on a bench in Limsa or Ul'Dah more than once.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Likes</div>====
* Sleeping
* Sharp jokes
* Puns
* Training
* Combat

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dislikes</div>====
* Extended periods with large crowds
* Overly complicated plots or plans in his contracts
* Subterfuge
* Puns
* The bench near the Rising Sands

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Strengths</div>====
* Extremely durable
* Easy to talk to
* Decently cheap hiring cost

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Weaknesses</div>====
* Would rather take a nap than work
* Prone to going overboard when pushed too hard in battle, becoming reckless
* More likely buy something than put in the effort to make it
* Dense about relationships
* Can go overboard with the snark without realizing it

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Other Notes</div>===
Storm Seargeant First Class, Working with the Maelstrom for 11 months in total as a contractor. Main role: Anti Piracy

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Quirks</div>====
Goofy and snarky, quick to make a joke at the expense of others.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Equipment</div>====
* Great-swords
* Suit of heavy layered armor
* Light weight sparring clothing

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rumors</div>===
The following rumours can be heard about Jin, predominantly in Limsa and Ul'Dah. (If your character has an opinion about him, feel free to add it here.)

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Common</div>====
* "He's a good enough lad. Lazier 'an a goobbue after eatin' a mountain o' food tho'." - Patron of the Rising Sands
* "Looks tough, though I haven't seen him in a fight. He looks pretty angry all the time." - Dock worker in Limsa
* "For simple jobs I've had good results! He never charges much. Looks like he makes more than he charges.. nothing I'd concern myself with." - Dockmaster in Aleport

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Uncommon</div>====
* "I haven't found a task he hasn't been willing to put a price on yet."
* "He.. he prefers the head-on approach. Be specific about your contract with him, or he might be liable to hurt those he has no instructions for."
* "Charges double for anything sneaky like. Sometimes worth it. Others, not so much."

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rare</div>====
* "I saw him snap once. We was in this job and got ambushed. Started going wild, cuttin' them down, but earned a lance through his chest in his carelessness. That wasn't the end though, and he picked me up by the collar demanding I heal him after he had finished them off.. Something's off about him. Not many out there that can fight through a mortal blow like that." - Vince, wandering conjurer for hire

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

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Known Locations</div>===
You might have run into or otherwise know Jin from:

* Sleeping on benches in Limsa until he decided on joining a free company.
* Everyman Guild: The guildhouse of the Pathfinders

===OOC Inspirations===
Vash the Stampede

Jin Karasu

2017-03-29T15:11:54Z

Hydromancer:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Jin Karasu
| image = JinK2.png
| imagewidth =
| caption =
| title =
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Limsan
| race = Au Ra
| clan = Xaela
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 21
| stat_2 = Height
| stat_2_value = 7' 2"
| stat_3 = Profession
| stat_3_value = Mage-Hunter
| stat_4 = Server
| stat_4_value = Balmung
}}
===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
Jin is tall and thin as most male Au Ra often are. He bears the black scales of his Xaelan heritage and naturally black hair, which he sometimes recolors to fit whatever color he fancies at the moment. His limbal rings were originally a pale green, but have shifted into red hues as of late as he gains mastery over the aether manipulation that dark knights are known for. His skin is far tanner than most Xaela, a trait he owes to his mother, who herself was born to a mother of Raen decent and a Xaelan father. He bears tattoos upon his chest and back, a reminder of the disciplines he carries with him from his tutelage in a monastic order.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===
Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of Doma for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his twelfth birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Doma. Eorzea he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several suns of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his way away. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he wandered in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
When outside of battle or duty, Jin's lighthearted and mischievous. He spent a great deal of time playing with several of the miqo'te children in his new village, which had imparted on him a slightly lazy attitude and a knack for sarcasm. What he can't fight with his sword, he fights with a smile and a joke. His trust is difficult to earn, and has many acquaintances but few actual friends.

In battle, he prefers to charge in first and unleash everything he can on the obstacle before him, and he's not much for words.

His wandering tendencies and lazy attitude have seen him taking up residence for the night on a bench in Limsa or Ul'Dah more than once.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Likes</div>====
* Sleeping
* Sharp jokes
* Puns
* Training
* Combat

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dislikes</div>====
* Extended periods with large crowds
* Overly complicated plots or plans in his contracts
* Subterfuge
* Puns
* The bench near the Rising Sands

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Strengths</div>====
* Extremely durable
* Easy to talk to
* Decently cheap hiring cost

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Weaknesses</div>====
* Would rather take a nap than work
* Prone to going overboard when pushed too hard in battle, becoming reckless
* More likely buy something than put in the effort to make it
* Dense about relationships
* Can go overboard with the snark without realizing it

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Other Notes</div>===
Storm Seargeant First Class, Working with the Maelstrom for 11 months in total as a contractor. Main role: Anti Piracy

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Quirks</div>====
Goofy and snarky, quick to make a joke at the expense of others.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Equipment</div>====
* Great-swords
* Suit of heavy layered armor
* Light weight sparring clothing

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rumors</div>===
The following rumours can be heard about Jin, predominantly in Limsa and Ul'Dah. (If your character has an opinion about him, feel free to add it here.)

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Common</div>====
* "He's a good enough lad. Lazier 'an a goobbue after eatin' a mountain o' food tho'." - Patron of the Rising Sands
* "Looks tough, though I haven't seen him in a fight. He looks pretty angry all the time." (Jin suffers from Resting Bitch-Face syndrome) - Dock worker in Limsa
* "For simple jobs I've had good results! He never charges much. Looks like he makes more than he charges.. nothing I'd concern myself with." - Dockmaster in Aleport

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Uncommon</div>====
* "I haven't found a task he hasn't been willing to put a price on yet."
* "He.. he prefers the head-on approach. Be specific about your contract with him, or he might be liable to hurt those he has no instructions for."
* "Charges double for anything sneaky like. Sometimes worth it. Others, not so much."

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rare</div>====
* "I saw him snap once. We was in this job and got ambushed. Started going wild, cuttin' them down, but earned a lance through his chest in his carelessness. That wasn't the end though, and he picked me up by the collar demanding I heal him after he had finished them off.. Something's off about him. Not many out there that can fight through a mortal blow like that." - Vince, wandering conjurer for hire

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

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Known Locations</div>===
You might have run into or otherwise know Jin from:

* Sleeping on benches in Limsa until he decided on joining a free company.
* Everyman Guild: The guildhouse of the Pathfinders

===OOC Inspirations===
Vash the Stampede

Jin Karasu

2016-12-08T16:00:02Z

Hydromancer: /* Biography */

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| race = Au Ra
| clan = Xaela
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| stat_3 = Profession
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"I'll do anything and everything... for a price."

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
Jin is tall and thin as most male Au Ra often are. He bears the black scales of his Xaelan heritage and naturally black hair, which he sometimes recolors to fit whatever color he fancies at the moment. His limbal rings were originally a pale green, but have shifted into red hues as of late as he gains mastery over the aether manipulation that dark knights are known for. His skin is far tanner than most Xaela, a trait he owes to his mother, who herself was born to a mother of Raen decent and a Xaelan father. He bears tattoos upon his chest and back, a reminder of the disciplines he carries with him from his tutelage in a monastic order.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===
Born to a half Xaelan, half Raen mother and a full-blooded Xaelan father, he wandered with the Karasu tribe of Doma for the first several years of his life. When he was six years of age, he participated in his first hunt and began training with a short sword with his father, Gorou. Gorou aimed to prepare his son for participation in the warring lifestyle of the Xaela, and sought to instill within Jin the fierceness and anger that saw the tribe victorious through many generations. It was two years into his training when the Hayashi clan sprung an ambush as the Karasu were traversing a large bridge over a canyon. During the skirmish, Jin was knocked from the side of the bridge and tumbled into the rapids below. He was found twelve hours later by a elderly Hyur couple living in a small village down the river. Seeing his injuries, they scooped him up off the bank and cared for him in their home. As the couple were kind, and having no idea how to return to his clan, Jin elected to stay with them.

He spent the remainder of his youth in the quiet village, attending the lectures given by the village elders at the behest of his new "grandparents" Ricket and Vinya, and leading what amounted to a simple peasant life although he could never quite give up the sword. His father had done well to drill the need for battle into young Jin's mind, and it was soon apparent to Ricket that he needed an outlet. As Ricket had observed Jin watching the town's defenders many times, he sought out Giro to humor Jin with a bit of training. As the first few sessions came and went, and Jin's aptitude grew, Giro began to train Jin in earnest.

It was not long after his twelfth birthday that a strong feeling of wanderlust began to simmer in his heart. He was of a nomadic people, and he needed to travel. He gathered his belongings and was seen off by the village, who had been expecting him to make the decision soon for his scouting treks around the village had been growing in distance and time in the last few years. Giro had given him a small gift, his personal sword, freshly sharpened. While it was no expertly forged blade, it had served Giro well and he hoped it would do the same for Jin.

He spent the next eight years as a wandering mercenary. Simple jobs at first, retrieval of items, errands, and scouting among them, they quickly grew more complex and less lawful. It was not long until he began to take any job for money, to include assassination, extortion, and espionage, though he learned to loathe jobs requiring stealth.

Soon after the eighth anniversary of his departure from the village, he had joined a trading caravan as hired protection from bandits and the like, and received tutelage in using a shield from some of the more permanent members of the caravan's warriors. Though he did not know the destination at first, he found it exciting that the caravan was soon to board a fleet of ships to a new land, far away from Doma. Eorzea he heard them call it, and they were heading there to avoid the might of the Garlean Empire that had been making it's way through Doma.

Jin was 20 when he arrived in Limsa Lominsa, a seaport town built on the very pillars of stone that would deter most sailors from drawing near for fear of shipwreck.

By this point a new feeling had been growing in him. While sword and shield did well to curb his aggression, as well as the many kill-requests he completed, he felt the need to lash out more often than not lately, and he needed to find a new outlet. It was with a fair amount of hesitation that he stowed the sword Giro had given him, and had gone to Ul'Dah to learn the ways of the fist. It was with fascination he had listened to the elders of his village speak of the discipline that martial arts could grant, and it was with that discipline in mind that he sought out the pugilist guild in Ul'Dah.

After a sennight they rejected him from their ways, for he was far too rage filled to be considered teachable. In his anger, Jin began to destroy the alleyway nearby the guild, breaking boxes and jars, and venting his frustration. A stranger clad in a grey robe approached him and Jin froze on the spot. The thought being arrested flashed upon his mind. To his surprise, the man simply raised his hand in greeting and spoke: "I am Triskar. You seek training in the ways of the fist? Those fools following an impotent god were wrong to reject you. Come. I will train you."

He set out with Triskar that night with a bag of his only belongings and began to train. It was not unlike his mercenary work when he thought on it: certain tests requiring him to seek out and harm the students of the pugilists. He progressed quickly, learning the ways of the Spider style - a low to the ground fighting method, near prone sometimes - and unlocking his first shadow chakra. A grueling eight months passed, and he had gained the use of four chakras at this incredible pace, but by this time the conflict between his calm village persona and his tribal warmongering persona had reached its zenith, and the unbalance prevented him completely from unlocking any more. Triskar grew enraged, spiteful, and bemoaned his wasted time. For the wasted eight months, he announced he would kill Jin for failing as student. Blow for blow, Jin stood no chance, and was losing ground quickly. Fortune saw fit that the site of their battle was happened upon by a group of Maelstrom soldiers on their way back from Ul'Dah to return to Limsa. They began to shout and blades were drawn to combat what they confused as a mugging, and Triskar fled. After a quick check-up by their medic, he returned to Ul'Dah to contemplate.

He was sitting on a bench behind the quicksand, sitting in silent rage, when he was approached by another strange man, this one cloaked in red. "What now? I've had enough of you cloaked men." Jin muttered, but was caught off guard by the new man's words. "You're unbalanced. In the extreme. Anger- no. Rage. And peace. They fight within yourself, no?" Jin curtly nodded. "Seek the thaumaturges. Tell them Xirven sent you," and within a moment the man was gone.

Jin sat and thought on the subject for seven more bells, getting up and washing dishes in the quicksand in the meantime for a quick meal, before he finally gave in. At three in the morning, he ventured into the thaumaturgy guild and met with the only man there. ".. Xirven sent me?" he said curiously. Without so much as a minute movement the Hyur with a scarred face was brief. "Haukke Manor. Blood of the creatures there. The ones that fly. Each vial." The man held out his hand with a small crate of five crystalline vials. Jin took them and left.

It wasn't the easiest job he had ever done. Not by a long shot. Many of the voidsent there traveled in packs or in pairs, and it was several suns of waiting before he found an opportunity to kill one: A succubus wandering in the main hall alone. He sprung from his hiding place behind a curtain and jumped upon her back. She began to shriek and jerk wildly to free herself before the short sword crossed her neck. Quickly, he let the fount of blood fill his vials, barely getting enough to consider the last one 'full,' but he had not the time to collect more as more voidsent came into the hall. He ran as quickly as he could, stoppering the last vial as he made his way away. Replacing them into their crate, he refitted the lid on top of it and made his way back to Ul'Dah.

On his return, it was two in the morning, and he was too curious to wait. He made his way back to the guild and stepped into the hall only to find no one there. "Hello?" He called out, listening for a response. When none came, he opened a door far in the back. "Anyone here?" He stepped through carefully before feeling a dull thud on the base of his skull, and his vision went black.

He opened his eyes slowly, a headache ringing through his head. "What the fuck.." he said, looking around. Trying to sit up, he discovered his predicament was far worse than he initially guessed. He was chained to a stone table, not an inch to move from his spread eagle position. The footsteps shook him from his confusion, as several men in clean white robes surrounded the table he was on. Before he could shout or yell, a mask was placed over his mouth and tightened. His eyes darting around wildly, he watched as they withdrew blades and medical supplies, and watched with muffled screams as they systematically vivisected his limbs and torso, exposing raw muscle, bone, and organs still moving within him. He shook violently as he tried to endure, seeing the flaps of his skin pinned to the table with small spikes to keep it open. Another man walked in with the vials he had collected, with one open. He passed out from the pain before he could see what became of them.

It was four days later he awoke naked in the Sagolii amongst a pile of corpses. What he could only assume were failed experiments. But why was he here? Had he died? He didn't have the concentration to dwell on these thoughts as the need for water was immediately apparent. He looked at his body and saw the myriad fresh wounds of the experiment, neat lines tracing along most major parts of his body, where he was cut into then later sewed back in the same place. He found a water flask on the hip of another unfortunate soul and drank heartily from it. Dressing himself in the scraps of clothing he could find from the pile, he wandered in the heat of the desert sun until three days later he found the forgotten springs. The town took pity on him and gave him a clean set of clothing and food for the night, as well as a place to sleep in an inn free of charge.

A single thought crossed his mind. "I need a place I can stay." before he ammended it, "And somewhere to work that's safer.. for now." The image of the Maelstrom company that saved him from his old master came to the surface of his mind. With a gracious goodbye to those that had helped him, he left with the next merchant bound for Limsa Lominsa. It was several suns into the trip he first heard another voice in his head. It was.. him, but different. No reservations. It was as though his tribal instincts and predisposition for violence and bloodshed were given a persona. He dismissed it as a temporary symptom of his harrowing first cycle in Eorzea.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===
When outside of battle or duty, Jin's lighthearted and mischievous. He spent a great deal of time playing with several of the miqo'te children in his new village, which had imparted on him a slightly lazy attitude and a knack for sarcasm. What he can't fight with his sword, he fights with a smile and a joke. His trust is difficult to earn, and has many acquaintances but few actual friends.

In battle, he prefers to charge in first and unleash everything he can on the obstacle before him, and he's not much for words.

His wandering tendencies and lazy attitude have seen him taking up residence for the night on a bench in Limsa or Ul'Dah more than once.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Likes</div>====
* Sleeping
* Sharp jokes
* Puns
* Training
* Combat

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Dislikes</div>====
* Extended periods with large crowds
* Overly complicated plots or plans in his contracts
* Subterfuge
* Puns
* The bench near the Rising Sands

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Strengths</div>====
* Extremely durable
* Easy to talk to
* Decently cheap hiring cost

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Weaknesses</div>====
* Would rather take a nap than work
* Prone to going overboard when pushed too hard in battle, becoming reckless
* More likely buy something than put in the effort to make it
* Dense about relationships
* Can go overboard with the snark without realizing it

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Other Notes</div>===
Storm Seargeant First Class, Working with the Maelstrom for 11 months in total as a contractor. Main role: Anti Piracy

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Quirks</div>====
Goofy and snarky, quick to make a joke at the expense of others.

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Equipment</div>====
* Great-swords
* Suit of heavy layered armor
* Light weight sparring clothing

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rumors</div>===
The following rumours can be heard about Jin, predominantly in Limsa and Ul'Dah. (If your character has an opinion about him, feel free to add it here.)

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Common</div>====
* "He's a good enough lad. Lazier 'an a goobbue after eatin' a mountain o' food tho'." - Patron of the Rising Sands
* "Looks tough, though I haven't seen him in a fight. He looks pretty angry all the time." (Jin suffers from Resting Bitch-Face syndrome) - Dock worker in Limsa
* "For simple jobs I've had good results! He never charges much. Looks like he makes more than he charges.. nothing I'd concern myself with." - Dockmaster in Aleport

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Uncommon</div>====
* "I haven't found a task he hasn't been willing to put a price on yet."
* "He.. he prefers the head-on approach. Be specific about your contract with him, or he might be liable to hurt those he has no instructions for."
* "Charges double for anything sneaky like. Sometimes worth it. Others, not so much."

====<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Rare</div>====
* "I saw him snap once. We was in this job and got ambushed. Started going wild, cuttin' them down, but earned a lance through his chest in his carelessness. That wasn't the end though, and he picked me up by the collar demanding I heal him after he had finished them off.. Something's off about him. Not many out there that can fight through a mortal blow like that." - Vince, wandering conjurer for hire

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

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Known Locations</div>===
You might have run into or otherwise know Jin from:

* Sleeping on benches in Limsa until he decided on joining a free company.
* Everyman Guild: The guildhouse of the Pathfinders

===OOC Inspirations===
Vash the Stampede

Jin Karasu

2016-03-29T03:08:25Z

Hydromancer: /* Other Notes */

Jin Karasu

2016-03-29T02:23:26Z

Hydromancer: /* Other Notes */

Auralia Rhotana

2016-02-20T09:48:53Z

Hydromancer:

==<div align="center" style="font-size:55px;letter-spacing:0.1em;color:#2a2827;font-family:Algerian;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver">Auralia Rhotana</div>==

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #560319;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''BIOGRAPHICAL DATA'''</center></div>
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<font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: normal;">What's in a name?

At first glance, Aura as she calls herself is a typical Miqo'te with very few outstanding features. The type of woman you'd walk past in Ul'dah and not give a second glance to save for perhaps the fleeting pondering of what she might look like in a dancer's costume.

And that is precisely the way she wants it.

For all intends and purposes, Aura just seemed to appear a few months ago on the Limsian Shoreline. Beaten and flayed within an inch of her life, she was lucky enough to be rescued by the kind and benevolent members of the Midnight Pearl. She washed ashore with no memory of her former life and suffering heavily from various panic attacks and PTSD from her experiences as the crew can attest to. Despite her condition, she pressed on. Performing missions with the company and attempting to recover what she could of her life. She was known as a kind girl, easily upset by violence and regretful of actions she was forced to commit.

She met new acquaintances and friends both new and old. She endeavored to discover her past yet it was not known if she succeeded.

Then, one day, Aura bid farewell to the crew of the Pearl and made an impromptu move to Ul'dah. What motivated this is unknown and communication all but ceased between her and her former allies.

She can be spotted now around Ul'dah and Thanalan, rarely alone and often in the company of gentleman - some of whom can rarely be overheard calling her by another name. Along with the change in local, her personality changed from kind and curious to snippet and brash. Not known for immediate kindness, she will shirk off many initial attempts at conversation unless something specific piques her interest. If her interest is piqued she will initiate conversation, occasionally verbally toying with the person.
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''[[Odette Saoirse]]:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">"Auralia? Aye, I know of her. Met her several moons back an' t'be honest she were a real friendly lass at the time. Shame it were a facade. I decided to go out on a limb for her upon request and investigated [[Orrin Halgren]]. She was chasing him for a time, you see. Once I passed on what information I could dig up, I ne'er heard frem her again. Fool me once, shame on ye. Good riddance, I say."</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''[[Lilithium Rinannis]]:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">"Locke and I helped her with some work and she's a part of the crew I help from time to time. She's lost, but sweet."</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Reinard Ackerman]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Jin Karasu]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Masaki Yatsurugi]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Benjamin Walker]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Eddard Holt]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Red Duck]]</font>

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<center><font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: normal;">Aura is an old character with a lot of history. I struggled to reinvent her a bit when I returned to the game as I didn't quite feel her story was over. She's very much come into herself as of late and found a niche with players who can accept her for the diabolical, jaded, lying, evil bitch (with a selective heart of gold) that she is. ♥

I always underscore to players that she is evil. Lawful Evil Type 2 specifically. If this is not something that will jive with you and your roleplay then feel free to let me know and I will not take it personally. Most often, Aura is played as a villain in closed RP with players I am quite familiar with. If you see her in passing and she does respond to you do not be surprised if she vanishes without a trace as this is pretty much her nature.

Are you looking for a villain? I am very open to Aura being involved in criminal plots! Need information gathered, something smuggled, shipped or perhaps a person killed? While she used to have more scruples, these days she's more open minded and recruited open minded people around her to help accomplish such requests. Feel free to reach out to me in game to discuss this! However, if you are looking for a villain that can or will be killed at the end of an arc then she is not for you as I have no intentions of fantasia/rerolling her at this time.

I also PvE quite a bit.</font></center>

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AffablyEvil Affably Evil]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasStandards Even Evil Has Standards]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasLovedOnes Even Evil Has Loved Ones]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DaddysLittleVillain Daddy's Little Villain]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SelectiveSlaughter Selective Slaughter]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PragmaticVillainy Pragmatic Villainy]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/XanatosGambit Xanatos Gambit]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChekhovsGun Chekhov's Gun]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ManipulativeBastard Manipulative Bastard]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SarcasticConfession Sarcastic Confession]</font>

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Auralia Rhotana

2016-02-08T03:16:08Z

Hydromancer: /* Auralia Rhotana */

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<font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: normal;">What's in a name?

At first glance, Aura as she calls herself is a typical Miqo'te with very few outstanding features. The type of woman you'd walk past in Ul'dah and not give a second glance to save for perhaps the fleeting pondering of what she might look like in a dancer's costume.

And that is precisely the way she wants it.

For all intends and purposes, Aura just seemed to appear a few months ago on the Limsian Shoreline. Beaten and flayed within an inch of her life, she was lucky enough to be rescued by the kind and benevolent members of the Midnight Pearl. She washed ashore with no memory of her former life and suffering heavily from various panic attacks and PTSD from her experiences as the crew can attest to. Despite her condition, she pressed on. Performing missions with the company and attempting to recover what she could of her life. She was known as a kind girl, easily upset by violence and regretful of actions she was forced to commit.

She met new acquaintances and friends both new and old. She endeavored to discover her past yet it was not known if she succeeded.

Then, one day, Aura bid farewell to the crew of the Pearl and made an impromptu move to Ul'dah. What motivated this is unknown and communication all but ceased between her and her former allies.

She can be spotted now around Ul'dah and Thanalan, rarely alone and often in the company of gentleman - some of whom can rarely be overheard calling her by another name. Along with the change in local, her personality changed from kind and curious to snippet and brash. Not known for immediate kindness, she will shirk off many initial attempts at conversation unless something specific piques her interest. If her interest is piqued she will initiate conversation, occasionally verbally toying with the person.
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''[[Odette Saoirse]]:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">"Auralia? Aye, I know of her. Met her several moons back an' t'be honest she were a real friendly lass at the time. Shame it were a facade. I decided to go out on a limb for her upon request and investigated [[Orrin Halgren]]. She was chasing him for a time, you see. Once I passed on what information I could dig up, I ne'er heard frem her again. Fool me once, shame on ye. Good riddance, I say."</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''[[Lilithium Rinannis]]:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">"Locke and I helped her with some work and she's a part of the crew I help from time to time. She's lost, but sweet."</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Reinard Ackerman]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Jin Karasu]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Masaki Yatsurugi]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Benjamin Walker]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Eddard Holt]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Red Duck]]</font>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''OOC INFORMATION'''</center></div>
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<center><font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: normal;">Aura is an old character with a lot of history. I struggled to reinvent her a bit when I returned to the game as I didn't quite feel her story was over. She's very much come into herself as of late and found a niche with players who can accept her for the diabolical, jaded, lying, evil bitch (with a selective heart of gold) that she is. ♥

I always underscore to players that she is evil. Lawful Evil Type 2 specifically. If this is not something that will jive with you and your roleplay then feel free to let me know and I will not take it personally. Most often, Aura is played as a villain in closed RP with players I am quite familiar with. If you see her in passing and she does respond to you do not be surprised if she vanishes without a trace as this is pretty much her nature.

Are you looking for a villain? I am very open to Aura being involved in criminal plots! Need information gathered, something smuggled, shipped or perhaps a person killed? While she used to have more scruples, these days she's more open minded and recruited open minded people around her to help accomplish such requests. Feel free to reach out to me in game to discuss this! However, if you are looking for a villain that can or will be killed at the end of an arc then she is not for you as I have no intentions of fantasia/rerolling her at this time.

I also PvE quite a bit.</font></center>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''TROPES'''</center></div>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AffablyEvil Affably Evil]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasStandards Even Evil Has Standards]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasLovedOnes Even Evil Has Loved Ones]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DaddysLittleVillain Daddy's Little Villain]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SelectiveSlaughter Selective Slaughter]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PragmaticVillainy Pragmatic Villainy]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/XanatosGambit Xanatos Gambit]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChekhovsGun Chekhov's Gun]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ManipulativeBastard Manipulative Bastard]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SarcasticConfession Sarcastic Confession]</font>

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<headertabs />

<center>This template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]], then modified/mixed from [[Franz Renatus]], [[Leanne Delphium]], [[Bancroft Gairn]], and [[Jaliqai Qulaan]]. More edits by [[Ventus Zeruel]]. After that I gutted it into a simpler format that will require little updating.</center>
<center>Feel free to use and edit this template to better fit your needs. However, please be sure to leave all credits in place. Thank you!</center>
<center>For a blank copy of this template, complete with ease of color scheme customization, [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1bZg1LSI0Y7fM33_grhU8mRyV8iEYaRjAGwfvd0ny7ws/edit?usp=sharing click here].</center>

Auralia Rhotana

2016-02-08T03:13:37Z

Hydromancer: /* Auralia Rhotana */

==<div align="center" style="font-size:55px;letter-spacing:0.1em;color:#2a2827;font-family:Algerian;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver">Auralia Rhotana</div>==

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[[File:WorkInProgressNote.jpg|300px|center]]

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''BIOGRAPHICAL DATA'''</center></div>
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<font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: normal;">What's in a name?

At first glance, Aura as she calls herself is a typical Miqo'te with very few outstanding features. The type of woman you'd walk past in Ul'dah and not give a second glance to save for perhaps the fleeting pondering of what she might look like in a dancer's costume.

And that is precisely the way she wants it.

For all intends and purposes, Aura just seemed to appear a few months ago on the Limsian Shoreline. Beaten and flayed within an inch of her life, she was lucky enough to be rescued by the kind and benevolent members of the Midnight Pearl. She washed ashore with no memory of her former life and suffering heavily from various panic attacks and PTSD from her experiences as the crew can attest to. Despite her condition, she pressed on. Performing missions with the company and attempting to recover what she could of her life. She was known as a kind girl, easily upset by violence and regretful of actions she was forced to commit.

She met new acquaintances and friends both new and old. She endeavored to discover her past yet it was not known if she succeeded.

Then, one day, Aura bid farewell to the crew of the Pearl and made an impromptu move to Ul'dah. What motivated this is unknown and communication all but ceased between her and her former allies.

She can be spotted now around Ul'dah and Thanalan, rarely alone and often in the company of gentleman - some of whom can rarely be overheard calling her by another name. Along with the change in local, her personality changed from kind and curious to snippet and brash. Not known for immediate kindness, she will shirk off many initial attempts at conversation unless something specific piques her interest. If her interest is piqued she will initiate conversation, occasionally verbally toying with the person.
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''NPC RUMORS'''</center></div></span></h3>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''PC RUMORS'''</center></div></span></h3>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''[[Odette Saoirse]]:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">"Auralia? Aye, I know of her. Met her several moons back an' t'be honest she were a real friendly lass at the time. Shame it were a facade. I decided to go out on a limb for her upon request and investigated [[Orrin Halgren]]. She was chasing him for a time, you see. Once I passed on what information I could dig up, I ne'er heard frem her again. Fool me once, shame on ye. Good riddance, I say."</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''[[Lilithium Rinannis]]:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">"Locke and I helped her with some work and she's a part of the crew I help from time to time. She's lost, but sweet."</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''AURA HAS BEEN SEEN IN THE COMPANY OF'''</center></div>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Reinard Ackerman]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Jin Karasu]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Masaki Yatsurugi]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Benjamin Walker]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Eddard Holt]]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[[Red Duck]]</font>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''OOC INFORMATION'''</center></div>
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<center><font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Aura is an old character with a lot of history. I struggled to reinvent her a bit when I returned to the game as I didn't quite feel her story was over. She's very much come into herself as of late and found a niche with players who can accept her for the diabolical, jaded, lying, evil bitch (with a selective heart of gold) that she is. ♥

I always underscore to players that she is evil. Lawful Evil Type 2 specifically. If this is not something that will jive with you and your roleplay then feel free to let me know and I will not take it personally. Most often, Aura is played as a villain in closed RP with players I am quite familiar with. If you see her in passing and she does respond to you do not be surprised if she vanishes without a trace as this is pretty much her nature.

Are you looking for a villain? I am very open to Aura being involved in criminal plots! Need information gathered, something smuggled, shipped or perhaps a person killed? While she used to have more scruples, these days she's more open minded and recruited open minded people around her to help accomplish such requests. Feel free to reach out to me in game to discuss this! However, if you are looking for a villain that can or will be killed at the end of an arc then she is not for you as I have no intentions of fantasia/rerolling her at this time.

I also PvE quite a bit.</font></center>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''TROPES'''</center></div>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AffablyEvil Affably Evil]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasStandards Even Evil Has Standards]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasLovedOnes Even Evil Has Loved Ones]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DaddysLittleVillain Daddy's Little Villain]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SelectiveSlaughter Selective Slaughter]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PragmaticVillainy Pragmatic Villainy]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/XanatosGambit Xanatos Gambit]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChekhovsGun Chekhov's Gun]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ManipulativeBastard Manipulative Bastard]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SarcasticConfession Sarcastic Confession]</font>

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<headertabs />

<center>This template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]], then modified/mixed from [[Franz Renatus]], [[Leanne Delphium]], [[Bancroft Gairn]], and [[Jaliqai Qulaan]]. More edits by [[Ventus Zeruel]]. After that I gutted it into a simpler format that will require little updating.</center>
<center>Feel free to use and edit this template to better fit your needs. However, please be sure to leave all credits in place. Thank you!</center>
<center>For a blank copy of this template, complete with ease of color scheme customization, [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1bZg1LSI0Y7fM33_grhU8mRyV8iEYaRjAGwfvd0ny7ws/edit?usp=sharing click here].</center>

Auralia Rhotana

2016-02-06T09:00:34Z

Hydromancer: /* Auralia Rhotana */

==<div align="center" style="font-size:55px;letter-spacing:0.1em;color:#2a2827;font-family:Algerian;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver">Auralia Rhotana</div>==

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[[File:WorkInProgressNote.jpg|300px|center]]

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''BIOGRAPHICAL DATA'''</center></div>
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<center><font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Biographical Data paragraph format</font></center>
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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: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''NPC RUMORS'''</center></div></span></h3>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''PC RUMORS'''</center></div></span></h3>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''[[Odette Saoirse]]:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">"Auralia? Aye, I know of her. Met her several moons back an' t'be honest she were a real friendly lass at the time. Shame it were a facade. I decided to go out on a limb for her upon request and investigated [[Orrin Halgren]]. She was chasing him for a time, you see. Once I passed on what information I could dig up, I ne'er heard frem her again. Fool me once, shame on ye. Good riddance, I say."</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''AURA CAN BE FOUND IN THE COMPANY OF'''</center></div>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''OOC INFORMATION'''</center></div>
<br>
<center><font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Aura is an old character with a lot of history. I struggled to reinvent her a bit when I returned to the game as I didn't quite feel her story was over. She's very much come into herself as of late and found a niche with players who can accept her for the diabolical, jaded, lying, evil bitch (with a selective heart of gold) that she is. ♥

I always underscore to players that she is evil. Lawful Evil Type 2 specifically. If this is not something that will jive with you and your roleplay then feel free to let me know and I will not take it personally. Most often, Aura is played as a villain in closed RP with players I am quite familiar with. If you see her in passing and she does respond to you do not be surprised if she vanishes without a trace as this is pretty much her nature.

Are you looking for a villain? I am very open to Aura being involved in criminal plots! Need information gathered, something smuggled, shipped or perhaps a person killed? While she used to have more scruples, these days she's more open minded and recruited open minded people around her to help accomplish such requests. Feel free to reach out to me in game to discuss this! However, if you are looking for a villain that can or will be killed at the end of an arc then she is not for you as I have no intentions of fantasia/rerolling her at this time.

I also PvE quite a bit.</font></center>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''TROPES'''</center></div>
<br>
<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AffablyEvil Affably Evil]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasStandards Even Evil Has Standards]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasLovedOnes Even Evil Has Loved Ones]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DaddysLittleVillain Daddy's Little Villain]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SelectiveSlaughter Selective Slaughter]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PragmaticVillainy Pragmatic Villainy]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/XanatosGambit Xanatos Gambit]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChekhovsGun Chekhov's Gun]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ManipulativeBastard Manipulative Bastard]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SarcasticConfession Sarcastic Confession]</font>

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<center>This template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]], then modified/mixed from [[Franz Renatus]], [[Leanne Delphium]], [[Bancroft Gairn]], and [[Jaliqai Qulaan]]. More edits by [[Ventus Zeruel]]</center>
<center>Feel free to use and edit this template to better fit your needs. However, please be sure to leave all credits in place. Thank you!</center>
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2016-02-06T09:00:00Z

Hydromancer:

Auralia Rhotana

2016-02-06T05:53:30Z

Hydromancer: /* Auralia Rhotana */

==<div align="center" style="font-size:55px;letter-spacing:0.1em;color:#2a2827;font-family:Algerian;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver">Auralia Rhotana</div>==

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''BIOGRAPHICAL DATA'''</center></div>
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<center><font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Biographical Data paragraph format</font></center>
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<div align=center><table style="position:center;" width="100%">
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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: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''NPC RUMORS'''</center></div></span></h3>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''NPC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<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: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''PC RUMORS'''</center></div></span></h3>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-size:12px;color:#5F5F5F;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''PC NAME:'''</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Rumor</font>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''AURA CAN BE FOUND IN THE COMPANY OF'''</center></div>
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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Person</font>

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''OOC INFORMATION'''</center></div>
<br>
<center><font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Aura is an old character with a lot of history. I struggled to reinvent her a bit when I returned to the game as I didn't quite feel her story was over. She's very much come into herself as of late and found a niche with players who can accept her for the diabolical, jaded, lying, evil bitch (with a selective heart of gold) that she is. ♥

I always underscore to players that she is evil. Lawful Evil Type 2 specifically. If this is not something that will jive with you and your roleplay then feel free to let me know and I will not take it personally. Most often, Aura is played as a villain in closed RP with players I am quite familiar with. If you see her in passing and she does respond to you do not be surprised if she vanishes without a trace as this is pretty much her nature.

Are you looking for a villain? I am very open to Aura being involved in criminal plots! Need information gathered, something smuggled, shipped or perhaps a person killed? While she used to have more scruples, these days she's more open minded and recruited open minded people around her to help accomplish such requests. Feel free to reach out to me in game to discuss this! However, if you are looking for a villain that can or will be killed at the end of an arc then she is not for you as I have no intentions of fantasia/rerolling her at this time.

I also PvE quite a bit.</font></center>

<br>

<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #31698a;font-size:14px;color:#ded5cf;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;letter-spacing:0.15em;"><center>'''TROPES'''</center></div>
<br>
<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AffablyEvil Affably Evil]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasStandards Even Evil Has Standards]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasLovedOnes Even Evil Has Loved Ones]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DaddysLittleVillain Daddy's Little Villain]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SelectiveSlaughter Selective Slaughter]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PragmaticVillainy Pragmatic Villainy]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/XanatosGambit Xanatos Gambit]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChekhovsGun Chekhov's Gun]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ManipulativeBastard Manipulative Bastard]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SarcasticConfession Sarcastic Confession]</font>

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<headertabs />

<center>This template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]], then modified/mixed from [[Franz Renatus]], [[Leanne Delphium]], [[Bancroft Gairn]], and [[Jaliqai Qulaan]]. More edits by [[Ventus Zeruel]]</center>
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Auralia Rhotana

2016-02-06T05:53:17Z

Hydromancer: revamp

==<div align="center" style="font-size:55px;letter-spacing:0.1em;color:#2a2827;font-family:Algerian;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver">Auralia Rhotana</div>==

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[[File:Aura.png|300px|center]]

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<center><font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">Aura is an old character with a lot of history. I struggled to reinvent her a bit when I returned to the game as I didn't quite feel her story was over. She's very much come into herself as of late and found a niche with players who can accept her for the diabolical, jaded, lying, evil bitch (with a selective heart of gold) that she is. ♥

I always underscore to players that she is evil. Lawful Evil Type 2 specifically. If this is not something that will jive with you and your roleplay then feel free to let me know and I will not take it personally. Most often, Aura is played as a villain in closed RP with players I am quite familiar with. If you see her in passing and she does respond to you do not be surprised if she vanishes without a trace as this is pretty much her nature.

Are you looking for a villain? I am very open to Aura being involved in criminal plots! Need information gathered, something smuggled, shipped or perhaps a person killed? While she used to have more scruples, these days she's more open minded and recruited open minded people around her to help accomplish such requests. Feel free to reach out to me in game to discuss this! However, if you are looking for a villain that can or will be killed at the end of an arc then she is not for you as I have no intentions of fantasia/rerolling her at this time.

I also PvE quite a bit.</font></center>

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<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AffablyEvil Affably Evil]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasStandards Even Evil Has Standards]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasLovedOnes Even Evil Has Loved Ones]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DaddysLittleVillain Daddy's Little Villain]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SelectiveSlaughter Selective Slaughter]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PragmaticVillainy Pragmatic Villainy]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/XanatosGambit Xanatos Gambit]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChekhovsGun Chekhov's Gun]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ManipulativeBastard Manipulative Bastard]</font>

<font style="padding:0px 5px; font-size:12px;color:#948d8a;font-family:Georgia;letter-spacing:0.2em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">■</font> <font style="font-family:Georgia;font-weight: bold;">[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SarcasticConfession Sarcastic Confession]</font>

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<center>This template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]], then modified/mixed from [[Franz Renatus]], [[Leanne Delphium]], [[Bancroft Gairn]], and [[Jaliqai Qulaan]]. More edits by [[Ventus Zeruel]]</center>
<center>Feel free to use and edit this template to better fit your needs. However, please be sure to leave all credits in place. Thank you!</center>
<center>For a blank copy of this template, complete with ease of color scheme customization, [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1bZg1LSI0Y7fM33_grhU8mRyV8iEYaRjAGwfvd0ny7ws/edit?usp=sharing click here].</center>

Jin Karasu

2016-01-12T17:29:54Z

Hydromancer:

Jin Karasu

2016-01-12T17:22:55Z

Hydromancer:

Madison Brookstone

2016-01-12T17:16:42Z

Hydromancer:

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| name = Madison Brookstone
| image = Madison3.png
| imagewidth = 381
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Ishgard
| race = Hyur
| clan = Midlander
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
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| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Musician and Astrologian
| stat_4 =
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| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Heterosexual
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

Madison is the daughter of Sharlayan refugees who fled to Ishgard when the research colony collapsed 27 years ago. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders as her first real employment. She works as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Visiting the "Lower City States"
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Speaking with new people and learning new things
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Astronomical Textbooks
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Chivalry and Classical Gentleman - Especially Elezen

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Raised voices
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Violence
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Feeling Alone
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Not being taken seriously
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Miqo'te Men

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is proficient in many stringed instruments and her voice. She cannot play horns or percussion.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She enjoys baking.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is aetherically gifted if somewhat unmotivated.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Deeply desires to learn more of Sharlayan and where her family came from.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She loves Ishgard, her birthplace, deeply but feels it will never love her in return.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: She hides it but she loves food. Almost anything.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: A nice red wine or some of Eddard's "Mop Water"
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color(s): White/Pink/Black/Red

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

: Madison is meekly framed and thus appears delicate. She was raised as a lady by her family and tends to carry herself as such except when in familiar company. She is a strawberry blonde with green eyes. She bears no scars or tokens from combat because she's never had to raise a hand against anyone or in defense. She is told she's beautiful but a lifetime of being treated as a secondary option or waved off like a fly leaves her utterly unaware and unsure of this. She prefers not to dwell on it and focuses on other aspects of her personality if the topic of physical form is brought up in conversation.

: Madison has not the experience to say she understands true hardship, but she has traveled enough and seen enough of the Calamity's after effects to be sensitive to people's plights. She can sometimes be naive, always wanting to assume the best in people and will usually grant a benefit of the doubt before her trust is broken. Once it is done, however, she will put you through torment to earn it back. She understands poverty, hunger and loss from a very "academic" perspective and thusly tries to analyze people's behaviors to explain why they may act certain ways. For instance, she will attempt to rationalize with -why- a thief stole from her and discuss it rather then automatically resorting to anger or violence.

: She never had a difficult time making friends but she could sometimes be withdrawn. A bit of an introvert, she can come across melancholy, especially when upset or angered. If her temper is roused then a bit of groveling or an apology is usually required to get back into her good graces. The girl can hold a grudge and it's not one of her more attractive qualities. Madison can also be prone to spouts of jealously. She can be possessive and result to passive aggressiveness should the situation escalate. Due to her experience and age, Madison can sometimes handle situations poorly. She is not vindictive and never means any real harm but her words can still damage more than she knows. She has a temper and try as she might it can oft flare depending on the situation. She will make an attempt to excuse herself to calm down but if her escape path is blocked than she can become physical.

: Madison is aware that she is very lucky in her circumstances and as a result does not shine attention on it. She will often shy away from personal subjects about her background unless she feels she can trust whomever she speaking to. It's been her general experience that once someone knows her background they stop listening to her when she talks. Nothing will upset and infuriate her more quickly than insults being lodged her way over her upbringing. While she can normally deflect these fairly well from strangers, when they come from someone close they cut her deep.

: Madison was recruited into the Pathfinders as a non-combatant, however, her studies as an astrologian didn't leave her with a lack of being able to defend herself. She was taught offensive and defensive combat patterns and maneuvers with an array of offensive spells at her disposal. However, Madison is an objector - reluctant to fight offensively unless truly provoked and forced to defend herself or others she cares for. If someone she loved were endangered she would draw a weapon...and hate herself for it later.

===<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>=====

:: As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

:: The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

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

:: The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

:: As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

:: The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

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

:: Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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

:: Current Events

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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> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- ''Waitress at The Quicksand'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- ''Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- ''A Company Member'

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- ''Gossiper in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- ''A merchant in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- ''A fellow student at the Observatory''

<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 head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- ''Merchant in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- ''Gardner in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- ''A Gentleman in The Pillars''

<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 needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#F02311" size="3">♥</font> Mated/Lovers/Dating    <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest/Crush/Affectionate    <font style="color:#000000" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#9EC60B" size="3">●</font> Friendly    <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font> Negative
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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ausaux Grimand]] - This Duskwight, or Shader as he's wont to call himself, met Madison by random chance. She crossed paths with him and Forgotten Treant at the same time in Ul'dah. The way he spoke and carried himself drew her to him instantly, like a moth to a flame. It took all the courage the girl had to spark conversation with him. A conversation that he was, to her surprise, very willing to have. The days after they met were wrought with strife, with the two seldom having a moment alone due to Ausaux's business engagements. However, as time went on the initial spark between them grew into something far more. Madison remains convinced he saw her coming, divining through his magic. Current events and attempts on his life have pushed him into hiding and, when faced with the choice, Madison went with him. She dropped everything immediately to be at his side. His frequent absences pain her far more than she admits and she struggles to balance the amount of time she finds herself alone.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> [[Eddard Holt]] - Try as she might and despite her efforts to bury it, Madison can't seem to squelch what draws her to him. Beneath his growly, tough exterior lies the man she swore she saw at the beginning and despite his efforts to hide it her current predicament has brought that man out in him more than he knows. She's told him as much, wanting to remain honest with him despite her temporary departure from the company. Eddard even came to visit her in Gridania during one of the few moments she found herself able to venture into the city proper. Their nightly talks over her linkpearl have become something of a habit and something she enjoys very much. Madison is beginning to find it exceedingly difficult to keep anything from Eddard, revealing to him far more than she thinks any of her current companions would be comfortable with.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Shay Baien]] - Madison met Shay the same night she met Ausaux and Treant. The three have been in an arguement ever since about Shay's insistance regarding the battles he claims to have been in. Madison did her best to remain impartial on the subject, not siding one way or another but the situation heated until it broke out in violence one evening. After that Shay revealed things to her that caused her to question the man's sanity and she distanced herself. She still cares for Shay and worries for him, wondering where he got off to after they parted ways. His absence was not lost on her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Syf Kha]] - Madison loves Syf and considers her a good friend even though she's wholly unaware of the tribal implications the girl brings to the table. Madison would happily engage in them while being unaware of how seriously Syf takes it.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Talan Dracht]] - Talan strikes Madison as a genuine sort. Truly kind, truly gentlemanly. A bright spot in an otherwise very gray world. She finds herself strangely protective of him.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Chief Neverfar]] - The namesake for Neverfar's tavern. A cheerful Roe and an excellent storyteller. Barring that, Madison doesn't know much of him. He is often away on business, leaving much of running things to fall to Eddard and herself.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Forgotten Treant]] - A good friend of Ausaux and, by his claim, an older brother to the man. Madison valued his insight and advice regarding many things but she's realizing he has a belligerent streak to him that needs to be reined in. One part of her secretly enjoys it though. It keeps him youthful.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Dante Thalmos]] - When Madison originally met Dante she didn't expect to know him long if at all. She thought he was a peculiar sort, rude and impertinent yet with a very excellent sense of humor. She often found herself wanting to glower at him as often as she found herself laughing at his quips. Unbeknownst to everyone but Dante and Ausaux, Madison endangered herself greatly to try and heal the dragoon but she learned much from the process. She's confided in him about her desire to get stronger and he cautioned her against losing herself in the process.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Alfort Vaulant]] -

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Luminous Moon]] - Though they only met a few times, Moon had a strong impact on Madison. Here was a woman that managed to be herself and be crass and still maintain the company of gentleman. How did she do it?? Didn't they grow tired of her..?? Amazement could be a term to describe it. The memory of her bluntness and her words carry on with Madison as she tries, and often fails, to incorporate it in to her own behavior. She wonders what might have become of her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Reilan Orycia]] -

: <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> [[R'vi Lyrre]] - A business associate of Ausaux's. Their initial introduction did nothing to help Madison become fond of her and her current living situation and proximity to Ausaux downright irritate her. Despite this, Madison does her best to be polite to the woman and would attempt to be friends with her if the gesture was mutual.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes and OOC Information</div>===
:: I created Madison to be a very "normal" character. She is an embodiment of "K.I.S.S" (Keep It Simple Son) and while I do not shy away from placing her in extraordinary circumstances, Madison herself will never be exceptionally powerful or remarkable. As of this time, she will always just be a woman.

:: Mature themes in RP is fine and keeps it interesting. I have no issues with violence, sexuality, drug use, crime, etc.

:: If I trust the people involved I will roleplay out almost anything - even things I usually limit out. Approach me with your idea and I'll likely be on board. However, please ask before your characters perform any actions that will affect my character or a physical or emotional level. I reserve the right to ignore actions that will cause affects to my character that I do not want to roleplay. I.E. Disfigurement, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Death.

:: Please be aware that Madison's actions or feelings do not reflect on you as a person. I appreciate IC/OOC separation.

:: I am very very strict about the lore and adhere to it and will not engage in lorebendy plots with strangers.

Madison Brookstone

2016-01-12T17:15:08Z

Hydromancer:

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| clan = Midlander
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

Madison is the daughter of Sharlayan refugees who fled to Ishgard when the research colony collapsed 27 years ago. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders as her first real employment. She works as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Visiting the "Lower City States"
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Speaking with new people and learning new things
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Astronomical Textbooks
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Chivalry and Classical Gentleman - Especially Elezen

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Raised voices
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Violence
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Feeling Alone
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Not being taken seriously
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Miqo'te Men

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is proficient in many stringed instruments and her voice. She cannot play horns or percussion.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She enjoys baking.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is aetherically gifted if somewhat unmotivated.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Deeply desires to learn more of Sharlayan and where her family came from.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She loves Ishgard, her birthplace, deeply but feels it will never love her in return.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: She hides it but she loves food. Almost anything.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: A nice red wine or some of Eddard's "Mop Water"
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color(s): White/Pink/Black/Red

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

: Madison is meekly framed and thus appears delicate. She was raised as a lady by her family and tends to carry herself as such except when in familiar company. She is a strawberry blonde with green eyes. She bears no scars or tokens from combat because she's never had to raise a hand against anyone or in defense. She is told she's beautiful but a lifetime of being treated as a secondary option or waved off like a fly leaves her utterly unaware and unsure of this. She prefers not to dwell on it and focuses on other aspects of her personality if the topic of physical form is brought up in conversation.

: Madison has not the experience to say she understands true hardship, but she has traveled enough and seen enough of the Calamity's after effects to be sensitive to people's plights. She can sometimes be naive, always wanting to assume the best in people and will usually grant a benefit of the doubt before her trust is broken. Once it is done, however, she will put you through torment to earn it back. She understands poverty, hunger and loss from a very "academic" perspective and thusly tries to analyze people's behaviors to explain why they may act certain ways. For instance, she will attempt to rationalize with -why- a thief stole from her and discuss it rather then automatically resorting to anger or violence.

: She never had a difficult time making friends but she could sometimes be withdrawn. A bit of an introvert, she can come across melancholy, especially when upset or angered. If her temper is roused then a bit of groveling or an apology is usually required to get back into her good graces. The girl can hold a grudge and it's not one of her more attractive qualities. Madison can also be prone to spouts of jealously. She can be possessive and result to passive aggressiveness should the situation escalate. Due to her experience and age, Madison can sometimes handle situations poorly. She is not vindictive and never means any real harm but her words can still damage more than she knows. She has a temper and try as she might it can oft flare depending on the situation. She will make an attempt to excuse herself to calm down but if her escape path is blocked than she can become physical.

: Madison is aware that she is very lucky in her circumstances and as a result does not shine attention on it. She will often shy away from personal subjects about her background unless she feels she can trust whomever she speaking to. It's been her general experience that once someone knows her background they stop listening to her when she talks. Nothing will upset and infuriate her more quickly than insults being lodged her way over her upbringing. While she can normally deflect these fairly well from strangers, when they come from someone close they cut her deep.

: Madison was recruited into the Pathfinders as a non-combatant, however, her studies as an astrologian didn't leave her with a lack of being able to defend herself. She was taught offensive and defensive combat patterns and maneuvers with an array of offensive spells at her disposal. However, Madison is an objector - reluctant to fight offensively unless truly provoked and forced to defend herself or others she cares for. If someone she loved were endangered she would draw a weapon...and hate herself for it later.

===<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>=====

:: As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

:: The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

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

:: The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

:: As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

:: The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

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

:: Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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

:: Current Events

===<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> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- ''Waitress at The Quicksand'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- ''Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- ''A Company Member'

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- ''Gossiper in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- ''A merchant in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- ''A fellow student at the Observatory''

<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 head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- ''Merchant in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- ''Gardner in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- ''A Gentleman in The Pillars''

<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 needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#F02311" size="3">♥</font> Mated/Lovers/Dating    <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest/Crush/Affectionate    <font style="color:#000000" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#9EC60B" size="3">●</font> Friendly    <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font> Negative
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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ausaux Grimand]] - This Duskwight, or Shader as he's wont to call himself, met Madison by random chance. She crossed paths with him and Forgotten Treant at the same time in Ul'dah. The way he spoke and carried himself drew her to him instantly, like a moth to a flame. It took all the courage the girl had to spark conversation with him. A conversation that he was, to her surprise, very willing to have. The days after they met were wrought with strife, with the two seldom having a moment alone due to Ausaux's business engagements. However, as time went on the initial spark between them grew into something far more. Madison remains convinced he saw her coming, divining through his magic. Current events and attempts on his life have pushed him into hiding and, when faced with the choice, Madison went with him. She dropped everything immediately to be at his side. His frequent absences pain her far more than she admits and she struggles to balance the amount of time she finds herself alone.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> [[Eddard Holt]] - Try as she might and despite her efforts to bury it, Madison can't seem to squelch what draws her to him. Beneath his growly, tough exterior lies the man she swore she saw at the beginning and despite his efforts to hide it her current predicament has brought that man out in him more than he knows. She's told him as much, wanting to remain honest with him despite her temporary departure from the company. Eddard even came to visit her in Gridania during one of the few moments she found herself able to venture into the city proper. Their nightly talks over her linkpearl have become something of a habit and something she enjoys very much. Madison is beginning to find it exceedingly difficult to keep anything from Eddard, revealing to him far more than she thinks any of her current companions would be comfortable with.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Shay Baien]] - Madison met Shay the same night she met Ausaux and Treant. The three have been in an arguement ever since about Shay's insistance regarding the battles he claims to have been in. Madison did her best to remain impartial on the subject, not siding one way or another but the situation heated until it broke out in violence one evening. After that Shay revealed things to her that caused her to question the man's sanity and she distanced herself. She still cares for Shay and worries for him, wondering where he got off to after they parted ways. His absence was not lost on her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Syf Kha]] - Madison loves Syf and considers her a good friend even though she's wholly unaware of the tribal implications the girl brings to the table. Madison would happily engage in them while being unaware of how seriously Syf takes it.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Talan Dracht]] - Talan strikes Madison as a genuine sort. Truly kind, truly gentlemanly. A bright spot in an otherwise very gray world. She finds herself strangely protective of him.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Chief Neverfar]] - The namesake for Neverfar's tavern. A cheerful Roe and an excellent storyteller. Barring that, Madison doesn't know much of him. He is often away on business, leaving much of running things to fall to Eddard and herself.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Forgotten Treant]] - A good friend of Ausaux and, by his claim, an older brother to the man. Madison valued his insight and advice regarding many things but she's realizing he has a belligerent streak to him that needs to be reined in. One part of her secretly enjoys it though. It keeps him youthful.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Dante Thalmos]] - When Madison originally met Dante she didn't expect to know him long if at all. She thought he was a peculiar sort, rude and impertinent yet with a very excellent sense of humor. She often found herself wanting to glower at him as often as she found herself laughing at his quips. Unbeknownst to everyone but Dante and Ausaux, Madison endangered herself greatly to try and heal the dragoon but she learned much from the process. She's confided in him about her desire to get stronger and he cautioned her against losing herself in the process.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Alfort Vaulant]] -

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Luminous Moon]] - Though they only met a few times, Moon had a strong impact on Madison. Here was a woman that managed to be herself and be crass and still maintain the company of gentleman. How did she do it?? Didn't they grow tired of her..?? Amazement could be a term to describe it. The memory of her bluntness and her words carry on with Madison as she tries, and often fails, to incorporate it in to her own behavior. She wonders what might have become of her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Reilan Orycia]] -

: <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> [[R'vi Lyrre]] - A business associate of Ausaux's. Their initial introduction did nothing to help Madison become fond of her and her current living situation and proximity to Ausaux downright irritate her. Despite this, Madison does her best to be polite to the woman and would attempt to be friends with her if the gesture was mutual.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes and OOC Information</div>===
:: I created Madison to be a very "normal" character. She is an embodiment of "K.I.S.S" (Keep It Simple Son) and while I do not shy away from placing her in extraordinary circumstances, Madison herself will never be exceptionally powerful or remarkable. As of this time, she will always just be a woman.

:: Mature themes in RP is fine and keeps it interesting. I have no issues with violence, sexuality, drug use, crime, etc.

:: If I trust the people involved I will roleplay out almost anything - even things I usually limit out. Approach me with your idea and I'll likely be on board. However, please ask before your characters perform any actions that will affect my character or a physical or emotional level. I reserve the right to ignore actions that will cause affects to my character that I do not want to roleplay. I.E. Disfigurement, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Death.

:: Please be aware that Madison's actions or feelings do not reflect on you as a person. I appreciate IC/OOC separation.

:: I am very very strict about the lore and adhere to it and will not engage in lorebendy plots with strangers.

Madison Brookstone

2016-01-12T17:09:42Z

Hydromancer:

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

Madison is the daughter of Sharlayan refugees who fled to Ishgard when the research colony collapsed 27 years ago. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders as her first real employment. She works as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Visiting the "Lower City States"
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Speaking with new people and learning new things
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Astronomical Textbooks
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Chivalry and Classical Gentleman - Especially Elezen

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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> Raised voices
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Violence
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Feeling Alone
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Not being taken seriously
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Miqo'te Men

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is proficient in many stringed instruments and her voice. She cannot play horns or percussion.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She enjoys baking.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is aetherically gifted if somewhat unmotivated.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Deeply desires to learn more of Sharlayan and where her family came from.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She loves Ishgard, her birthplace, deeply but feels it will never love her in return.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: She hides it but she loves food. Almost anything.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: A nice red wine or some of Eddard's "Mop Water"
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color(s): White/Pink/Black/Red

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

: Madison is meekly framed and thus appears delicate. She was raised as a lady by her family and tends to carry herself as such except when in familiar company. She is a strawberry blonde with green eyes. She bears no scars or tokens from combat because she's never had to raise a hand against anyone or in defense. She is told she's beautiful but a lifetime of being treated as a secondary option or waved off like a fly leaves her utterly unaware and unsure of this. She prefers not to dwell on it and focuses on other aspects of her personality if the topic of physical form is brought up in conversation.

: Madison has not the experience to say she understands true hardship, but she has traveled enough and seen enough of the Calamity's after effects to be sensitive to people's plights. She can sometimes be naive, always wanting to assume the best in people and will usually grant a benefit of the doubt before her trust is broken. Once it is done, however, she will put you through torment to earn it back. She understands poverty, hunger and loss from a very "academic" perspective and thusly tries to analyze people's behaviors to explain why they may act certain ways. For instance, she will attempt to rationalize with -why- a thief stole from her and discuss it rather then automatically resorting to anger or violence.

: She never had a difficult time making friends but she could sometimes be withdrawn. A bit of an introvert, she can come across melancholy, especially when upset or angered. If her temper is roused then a bit of groveling or an apology is usually required to get back into her good graces. The girl can hold a grudge and it's not one of her more attractive qualities. Madison can also be prone to spouts of jealously. She can be possessive and result to passive aggressiveness should the situation escalate. Due to her experience and age, Madison can sometimes handle situations poorly. She is not vindictive and never means any real harm but her words can still damage more than she knows. She has a temper and try as she might it can oft flare depending on the situation. She will make an attempt to excuse herself to calm down but if her escape path is blocked than she can become physical.

: Madison is aware that she is very lucky in her circumstances and as a result does not shine attention on it. She will often shy away from personal subjects about her background unless she feels she can trust whomever she speaking to. It's been her general experience that once someone knows her background they stop listening to her when she talks. Nothing will upset and infuriate her more quickly than insults being lodged her way over her upbringing. While she can normally deflect these fairly well from strangers, when they come from someone close they cut her deep.

: Madison was recruited into the Pathfinders as a non-combatant, however, her studies as an astrologian didn't leave her with a lack of being able to defend herself. She was taught offensive and defensive combat patterns and maneuvers with an array of offensive spells at her disposal. However, Madison is an objector - reluctant to fight offensively unless truly provoked and forced to defend herself or others she cares for. If someone she loved were endangered she would draw a weapon...and hate herself for it later.

===<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>=====

:: As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

:: The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

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

:: The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

:: As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

:: The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

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

:: Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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

:: Current Events

===<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> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- ''Waitress at The Quicksand'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- ''Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- ''A Company Member'

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- ''Gossiper in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- ''A merchant in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- ''A fellow student at the Observatory''

<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 head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- ''Merchant in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- ''Gardner in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- ''A Gentleman in The Pillars''

<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 needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#F02311" size="3">♥</font> Mated/Lovers/Dating    <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest/Crush/Affectionate    <font style="color:#000000" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#9EC60B" size="3">●</font> Friendly    <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font> Negative
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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ausaux Grimand]] - This Duskwight, or Shader as he's wont to call himself, met Madison by random chance. She crossed paths with him and Forgotten Treant at the same time in Ul'dah. The way he spoke and carried himself drew her to him instantly, like a moth to a flame. It took all the courage the girl had to spark conversation with him. A conversation that he was, to her surprise, very willing to have. The days after they met were wrought with strife, with the two seldom having a moment alone due to Ausaux's business engagements. However, as time went on the initial spark between them grew into something far more. Madison remains convinced he saw her coming, divining through his magic. Current events and attempts on his life have pushed him into hiding and, when faced with the choice, Madison went with him. She dropped everything immediately to be at his side. His frequent absences pain her far more than she admits and she struggles to balance the amount of time she finds herself alone.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> [[Eddard Holt]] - Try as she might and despite her efforts to bury it, Madison can't seem to squelch what draws her to him. Beneath his growly, tough exterior lies the man she swore she saw at the beginning and despite his efforts to hide it her current predicament has brought that man out in him more than he knows. She's told him as much, wanting to remain honest with him despite her temporary departure from the company. Eddard even came to visit her in Gridania during one of the few moments she found herself able to venture into the city proper. Their nightly talks over her linkpearl have become something of a habit and something she enjoys very much. Madison is beginning to find it exceedingly difficult to keep anything from Eddard, revealing to him far more than she thinks any of her current companions would be comfortable with.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Shay Baien]] - Madison met Shay the same night she met Ausaux and Treant. The three have been in an arguement ever since about Shay's insistance regarding the battles he claims to have been in. Madison did her best to remain impartial on the subject, not siding one way or another but the situation heated until it broke out in violence one evening. After that Shay revealed things to her that caused her to question the man's sanity and she distanced herself. She still cares for Shay and worries for him, wondering where he got off to after they parted ways. His absence was not lost on her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Syf Kha]] - Madison loves Syf and considers her a good friend even though she's wholly unaware of the tribal implications the girl brings to the table. Madison would happily engage in them while being unaware of how seriously Syf takes it.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Talan Dracht]] - Talan strikes Madison as a genuine sort. Truly kind, truly gentlemanly. A bright spot in an otherwise very gray world. She finds herself strangely protective of him.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Chief Neverfar]] - The namesake for Neverfar's tavern. A cheerful Roe and an excellent storyteller. Barring that, Madison doesn't know much of him. He is often away on business, leaving much of running things to fall to Eddard and herself.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Forgotten Treant]] - A good friend of Ausaux and, by his claim, an older brother to the man. Madison valued his insight and advice regarding many things but she's realizing he has a belligerent streak to him that needs to be reined in. One part of her secretly enjoys it though. It keeps him youthful.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Dante Thalmos]] - When Madison originally met Dante she didn't expect to know him long if at all. She thought he was a peculiar sort, rude and impertinent yet with a very excellent sense of humor. She often found herself wanting to glower at him as often as she found herself laughing at his quips. Unbeknownst to everyone but Dante and Ausaux, Madison endangered herself greatly to try and heal the dragoon but she learned much from the process. She's confided in him about her desire to get stronger and he cautioned her against losing herself in the process.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Alfort Vaulant]] -

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Luminous Moon]] - Though they only met a few times, Moon had a strong impact on Madison. Here was a woman that managed to be herself and be crass and still maintain the company of gentleman. How did she do it?? Didn't they grow tired of her..?? Amazement could be a term to describe it. The memory of her bluntness and her words carry on with Madison as she tries, and often fails, to incorporate it in to her own behavior. She wonders what might have become of her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Reilan Orycia]] -

: <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> [[R'vi Lyrre]] - A business associate of Ausaux's. Their initial introduction did nothing to help Madison become fond of her and her current living situation and proximity to Ausaux downright irritate her. Despite this, Madison does her best to be polite to the woman and would attempt to be friends with her if the gesture was mutual.

: <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font>
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes and OOC Information</div>===
:: I created Madison to be a very "normal" character. She is an embodiment of "K.I.S.S" (Keep It Simple Son) and while I do not shy away from placing her in extraordinary circumstances, Madison herself will never be exceptionally powerful or remarkable. As of this time, she will always just be a woman.

:: Mature themes in RP is fine and keeps it interesting. I have no issues with violence, sexuality, drug use, crime, etc.

:: If I trust the people involved I will roleplay out almost anything - even things I usually limit out. Approach me with your idea and I'll likely be on board. However, please ask before your characters perform any actions that will affect my character or a physical or emotional level. I reserve the right to ignore actions that will cause affects to my character that I do not want to roleplay. I.E. Disfigurement, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Death.

:: Please be aware that Madison's actions or feelings do not reflect on you as a person. I appreciate IC/OOC separation.

:: I am very very strict about the lore and adhere to it and will not engage in lorebendy plots with strangers.

Madison Brookstone

2016-01-12T17:08:52Z

Hydromancer:

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

Madison is the daughter of Sharlayan refugees who fled to Ishgard when the research colony collapsed 27 years ago. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders as her first real employment. She works as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Visiting the "Lower City States"
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Speaking with new people and learning new things
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Astronomical Textbooks
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Chivalry and Classical Gentleman - Especially Elezen

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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> Raised voices
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Violence
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Feeling Alone
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Not being taken seriously
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Miqo'te Men

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is proficient in many stringed instruments and her voice. She cannot play horns or percussion.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She enjoys baking.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is aetherically gifted if somewhat unmotivated.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Deeply desires to learn more of Sharlayan and where her family came from.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She loves Ishgard, her birthplace, deeply but feels it will never love her in return.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: She hides it but she loves food. Almost anything.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: A nice red wine or some of Eddard's "Mop Water"
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color(s): White/Pink/Black/Red

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

: Madison is meekly framed and thus appears delicate. She was raised as a lady by her family and tends to carry herself as such except when in familiar company. She is a strawberry blonde with green eyes. She bears no scars or tokens from combat because she's never had to raise a hand against anyone or in defense. She is told she's beautiful but a lifetime of being treated as a secondary option or waved off like a fly leaves her utterly unaware and unsure of this. She prefers not to dwell on it and focuses on other aspects of her personality if the topic of physical form is brought up in conversation.

: Madison has not the experience to say she understands true hardship, but she has traveled enough and seen enough of the Calamity's after effects to be sensitive to people's plights. She can sometimes be naive, always wanting to assume the best in people and will usually grant a benefit of the doubt before her trust is broken. Once it is done, however, she will put you through torment to earn it back. She understands poverty, hunger and loss from a very "academic" perspective and thusly tries to analyze people's behaviors to explain why they may act certain ways. For instance, she will attempt to rationalize with -why- a thief stole from her and discuss it rather then automatically resorting to anger or violence.

: She never had a difficult time making friends but she could sometimes be withdrawn. A bit of an introvert, she can come across melancholy, especially when upset or angered. If her temper is roused then a bit of groveling or an apology is usually required to get back into her good graces. The girl can hold a grudge and it's not one of her more attractive qualities. Madison can also be prone to spouts of jealously. She can be possessive and result to passive aggressiveness should the situation escalate. Due to her experience and age, Madison can sometimes handle situations poorly. She is not vindictive and never means any real harm but her words can still damage more than she knows. She has a temper and try as she might it can oft flare depending on the situation. She will make an attempt to excuse herself to calm down but if her escape path is blocked than she can become physical.

: Madison is aware that she is very lucky in her circumstances and as a result does not shine attention on it. She will often shy away from personal subjects about her background unless she feels she can trust whomever she speaking to. It's been her general experience that once someone knows her background they stop listening to her when she talks. Nothing will upset and infuriate her more quickly than insults being lodged her way over her upbringing. While she can normally deflect these fairly well from strangers, when they come from someone close they cut her deep.

: Madison was recruited into the Pathfinders as a non-combatant, however, her studies as an astrologian didn't leave her with a lack of being able to defend herself. She was taught offensive and defensive combat patterns and maneuvers with an array of offensive spells at her disposal. However, Madison is an objector - reluctant to fight offensively unless truly provoked and forced to defend herself or others she cares for. If someone she loved were endangered she would draw a weapon...and hate herself for it later.

===<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>=====

:: As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

:: The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

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

:: The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

:: As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

:: The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

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

:: Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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

:: Current Events

===<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> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- ''Waitress at The Quicksand'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- ''Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- ''A Company Member'

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- ''Gossiper in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- ''A merchant in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- ''A fellow student at the Observatory''

<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 head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- ''Merchant in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- ''Gardner in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- ''A Gentleman in The Pillars''

<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 needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#F02311" size="3">♥</font> Mated/Lovers/Dating    <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest/Crush/Affectionate    <font style="color:#000000" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#9EC60B" size="3">●</font> Friendly    <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font> Negative
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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ausaux Grimand]] - This Duskwight, or Shader as he's wont to call himself, met Madison by random chance. She crossed paths with him and Forgotten Treant at the same time in Ul'dah. The way he spoke and carried himself drew her to him instantly, like a moth to a flame. It took all the courage the girl had to spark conversation with him. A conversation that he was, to her surprise, very willing to have. The days after they met were wrought with strife, with the two seldom having a moment alone due to Ausaux's business engagements. However, as time went on the initial spark between them grew into something far more. Madison remains convinced he saw her coming, divining through his magic. Current events and attempts on his life have pushed him into hiding and, when faced with the choice, Madison went with him. She dropped everything immediately to be at his side. His frequent absences pain her far more than she admits and she struggles to balance the amount of time she finds herself alone.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> [[Eddard Holt]] - Try as she might and despite her efforts to bury it, Madison can't seem to squelch what draws her to him. Beneath his growly, tough exterior lies the man she swore she saw at the beginning and despite his efforts to hide it her current predicament has brought that man out in him more than he knows. She's told him as much, wanting to remain honest with him despite her temporary departure from the company. Eddard even came to visit her in Gridania during one of the few moments she found herself able to venture into the city proper. Their nightly talks over her linkpearl have become something of a habit and something she enjoys very much. Madison is beginning to find it exceedingly difficult to keep anything from Eddard, revealing to him far more than she thinks any of her current companions would be comfortable with.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Shay Baien]] - Madison met Shay the same night she met Ausaux and Treant. The three have been in an arguement ever since about Shay's insistance regarding the battles he claims to have been in. Madison did her best to remain impartial on the subject, not siding one way or another but the situation heated until it broke out in violence one evening. After that Shay revealed things to her that caused her to question the man's sanity and she distanced herself. She still cares for Shay and worries for him, wondering where he got off to after they parted ways. His absence was not lost on her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Syf Kha]] - Madison loves Syf and considers her a good friend even though she's wholly unaware of the tribal implications the girl brings to the table. Madison would happily engage in them while being unaware of how seriously Syf takes it.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Talan Dracht]] - Talan strikes Madison as a genuine sort. Truly kind, truly gentlemanly. A bright spot in an otherwise very gray world. She finds herself strangely protective of him.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Chief Neverfar]] - The namesake for Neverfar's tavern. A cheerful Roe and an excellent storyteller. Barring that, Madison doesn't know much of him. He is often away on business, leaving much of running things to fall to Eddard and herself.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Forgotten Treant]] - A good friend of Ausaux and, by his claim, an older brother to the man. Madison valued his insight and advice regarding many things but she's realizing he has a belligerent streak to him that needs to be reined in. One part of her secretly enjoys it though. It keeps him youthful.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Dante Thalmos]] - When Madison originally met Dante she didn't expect to know him long if at all. She thought he was a peculiar sort, rude and impertinent yet with a very excellent sense of humor. She often found herself wanting to glower at him as often as she found herself laughing at his quips. Unbeknownst to everyone but Dante and Ausaux, Madison endangered herself greatly to try and heal the dragoon but she learned much from the process. She's confided in him about her desire to get stronger and he cautioned her against losing herself in the process.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Alfort Vaulant]] -

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Luminous Moon]] - Though they only met a few times, Moon had a strong impact on Madison. Here was a woman that managed to be herself and be crass and still maintain the company of gentleman. How did she do it?? Didn't they grow tired of her..?? Amazement could be a term to describe it. The memory of her bluntness and her words carry on with Madison as she tries, and often fails, to incorporate it in to her own behavior. She wonders what might have become of her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Reilan Orycia]] -

: <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> [[R'vi Lyrre]] - A business associate of Ausaux's. Their initial introduction did nothing to help Madison become fond of her and her current living situation and proximity to Ausaux downright irritate her. Despite this, Madison does her best to be polite to the woman and would attempt to be friends with her if the gesture was mutual.

: <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font>
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes and OOC Information</div>===
:: I created Madison to be a very "normal" character. She is an embodiment of "K.I.S.S" (Keep It Simple Son) and while I do not shy away from placing her in extraordinary circumstances, Madison herself will never be exceptionally powerful or remarkable. As of this time, she will always just be a woman.

:: Mature themes in RP is fine and keeps it interesting. I have no issues with violence, sexuality, drug use, crime, etc.

:: If I trust the people involved I will roleplay out almost anything - even things I usually limit out. Approach me with your idea and I'll likely be on board. However, please ask before your characters perform any actions that will affect my character or a physical or emotional level. I reserve the right to ignore actions that will cause affects to my character that I do not want to roleplay. I.E. Disfigurement, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Death.

:: Please be aware that Madison's actions or feelings do not reflect on you as a person. I appreciate IC/OOC separation.

:: I am very very strict about the lore and adhere to it and will not engage in lorebendy plots with strangers.

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2016-01-12T17:07:36Z

Hydromancer:

Madison Brookstone

2016-01-12T15:43:02Z

Hydromancer:

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| citizenship = Ishgard
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| clan = Midlander
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| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Musician and Astrologian
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| stat_5_value = Heterosexual
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

Madison is the daughter of Sharlayan refugees who fled to Ishgard when the research colony collapsed 27 years ago. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders as her first real employment. She works as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Visiting the "Lower City States"
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Speaking with new people and learning new things
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Astronomical Textbooks
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Chivalry and Classical Gentleman - Especially Elezen

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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> Raised voices
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Violence
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Feeling Alone
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Not being taken seriously
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Miqo'te Men

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is proficient in many stringed instruments and her voice. She cannot play horns or percussion.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She enjoys baking.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is aetherically gifted if somewhat unmotivated.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Deeply desires to learn more of Sharlayan and where her family came from.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She loves Ishgard, her birthplace, deeply but feels it will never love her in return.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: She hides it but she loves food. Almost anything.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: A nice red wine or some of Eddard's "Mop Water"
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color(s): White/Pink/Black/Red

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

: Madison is meekly framed and thus appears delicate. She was raised as a lady by her family and tends to carry herself as such except when in familiar company. She is a strawberry blonde with green eyes. She bears no scars or tokens from combat because she's never had to raise a hand against anyone or in defense. She is told she's beautiful but a lifetime of being treated as a secondary option or waved off like a fly leaves her utterly unaware and unsure of this. She prefers not to dwell on it and focuses on other aspects of her personality if the topic of physical form is brought up in conversation.

: Madison has not the experience to say she understands true hardship, but she has traveled enough and seen enough of the Calamity's after effects to be sensitive to people's plights. She can sometimes be naive, always wanting to assume the best in people and will usually grant a benefit of the doubt before her trust is broken. Once it is done, however, she will put you through torment to earn it back. She understands poverty, hunger and loss from a very "academic" perspective and thusly tries to analyze people's behaviors to explain why they may act certain ways. For instance, she will attempt to rationalize with -why- a thief stole from her and discuss it rather then automatically resorting to anger or violence.

: She never had a difficult time making friends but she could sometimes be withdrawn. A bit of an introvert, she can come across melancholy, especially when upset or angered. If her temper is roused then a bit of groveling or an apology is usually required to get back into her good graces. The girl can hold a grudge and it's not one of her more attractive qualities. Madison can also be prone to spouts of jealously. She can be possessive and result to passive aggressiveness should the situation escalate. Due to her experience and age, Madison can sometimes handle situations poorly. She is not vindictive and never means any real harm but her words can still damage more than she knows. She has a temper and try as she might it can oft flare depending on the situation. She will make an attempt to excuse herself to calm down but if her escape path is blocked than she can become physical.

: Madison is aware that she is very lucky in her circumstances and as a result does not shine attention on it. She will often shy away from personal subjects about her background unless she feels she can trust whomever she speaking to. It's been her general experience that once someone knows her background they stop listening to her when she talks. Nothing will upset and infuriate her more quickly than insults being lodged her way over her upbringing. While she can normally deflect these fairly well from strangers, when they come from someone close they cut her deep.

: Madison was recruited into the Pathfinders as a non-combatant, however, her studies as an astrologian didn't leave her with a lack of being able to defend herself. She was taught offensive and defensive combat patterns and maneuvers with an array of offensive spells at her disposal. However, Madison is an objector - reluctant to fight offensively unless truly provoked and forced to defend herself or others she cares for. If someone she loved were endangered she would draw a weapon...and hate herself for it later.

===<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>=====

:: As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

:: The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

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

:: The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

:: As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

:: The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

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

:: Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

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

:: Current Events

===<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> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- ''Waitress at The Quicksand'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- ''Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- ''A Company Member'

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- ''Gossiper in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- ''A merchant in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- ''A fellow student at the Observatory''

<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 head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- ''Merchant in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- ''Gardner in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- ''A Gentleman in The Pillars''

<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 needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#F02311" size="3">♥</font> Mated/Lovers/Dating    <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest/Crush/Affectionate    <font style="color:#000000" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#9EC60B" size="3">●</font> Friendly    <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font> Negative
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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ausaux Grimand]] - This Duskwight, or Shader as he's wont to call himself, met Madison by random chance. She crossed paths with him and Forgotten Treant at the same time in Ul'dah. The way he spoke and carried himself drew her to him instantly, like a moth to a flame. It took all the courage the girl had to spark conversation with him. A conversation that he was, to her surprise, very willing to have. The days after they met were wrought with strife, with the two seldom having a moment alone due to Ausaux's business engagements. However, as time went on the initial spark between them grew into something far more. Madison remains convinced he saw her coming, divining through his magic. Current events and attempts on his life have pushed him into hiding and, when faced with the choice, Madison went with him. She dropped everything immediately to be at his side. His frequent absences pain her far more than she admits and she struggles to balance the amount of time she finds herself alone.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> [[Eddard Holt]] - Try as she might and despite her efforts to bury it, Madison can't seem to squelch what draws her to him. Beneath his growly, tough exterior lies the man she swore she saw at the beginning and despite his efforts to hide it her current predicament has brought that man out in him more than he knows. She's told him as much, wanting to remain honest with him despite her temporary departure from the company. Eddard even came to visit her in Gridania during one of the few moments she found herself able to venture into the city proper. Their nightly talks over her linkpearl have become something of a habit and something she enjoys very much. Madison is beginning to find it exceedingly difficult to keep anything from Eddard, revealing to him far more than she thinks any of her current companions would be comfortable with.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Shay Baien]] - Madison met Shay the same night she met Ausaux and Treant. The three have been in an arguement ever since about Shay's insistance regarding the battles he claims to have been in. Madison did her best to remain impartial on the subject, not siding one way or another but the situation heated until it broke out in violence one evening. After that Shay revealed things to her that caused her to question the man's sanity and she distanced herself. She still cares for Shay and worries for him, wondering where he got off to after they parted ways. His absence was not lost on her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Syf Kha]] - Madison loves Syf and considers her a good friend even though she's wholly unaware of the tribal implications the girl brings to the table. Madison would happily engage in them while being unaware of how seriously Syf takes it.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Talan Dracht]] - Talan strikes Madison as a genuine sort. Truly kind, truly gentlemanly. A bright spot in an otherwise very gray world. She finds herself strangely protective of him.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Chief Neverfar]] - The namesake for Neverfar's tavern. A cheerful Roe and an excellent storyteller. Barring that, Madison doesn't know much of him. He is often away on business, leaving much of running things to fall to Eddard and herself.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Forgotten Treant]] - A good friend of Ausaux and, by his claim, an older brother to the man. Madison valued his insight and advice regarding many things but she's realizing he has a belligerent streak to him that needs to be reined in. One part of her secretly enjoys it though. It keeps him youthful.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Dante Thalmos]] - When Madison originally met Dante she didn't expect to know him long if at all. She thought he was a peculiar sort, rude and impertinent yet with a very excellent sense of humor. She often found herself wanting to glower at him as often as she found herself laughing at his quips. Unbeknownst to everyone but Dante and Ausaux, Madison endangered herself greatly to try and heal the dragoon but she learned much from the process. She's confided in him about her desire to get stronger and he cautioned her against losing herself in the process.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Alfort Vaulant]] -

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Luminous Moon]] - Though they only met a few times, Moon had a strong impact on Madison. Here was a woman that managed to be herself and be crass and still maintain the company of gentleman. How did she do it?? Didn't they grow tired of her..?? Amazement could be a term to describe it. The memory of her bluntness and her words carry on with Madison as she tries, and often fails, to incorporate it in to her own behavior. She wonders what might have become of her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Reilan Orycia]] -

: <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> [[R'vi Lyrre]] - A business associate of Ausaux's. Their initial introduction did nothing to help Madison become fond of her and her current living situation and proximity to Ausaux downright irritate her. Despite this, Madison does her best to be polite to the woman and would attempt to be friends with her if the gesture was mutual.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes and OOC Information</div>===
:: I created Madison to be a very "normal" character. She is an embodiment of "K.I.S.S" (Keep It Simple Son) and while I do not shy away from placing her in extraordinary circumstances, Madison herself will never be exceptionally powerful or remarkable. As of this time, she will always just be a woman.

:: Mature themes in RP is fine and keeps it interesting. I have no issues with violence, sexuality, drug use, crime, etc.

:: If I trust the people involved I will roleplay out almost anything - even things I usually limit out. Approach me with your idea and I'll likely be on board. However, please ask before your characters perform any actions that will affect my character or a physical or emotional level. I reserve the right to ignore actions that will cause affects to my character that I do not want to roleplay. I.E. Disfigurement, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Death.

:: Please be aware that Madison's actions or feelings do not reflect on you as a person. I appreciate IC/OOC separation.

:: I am very very strict about the lore and adhere to it and will not engage in lorebendy plots with strangers.

Madison Brookstone

2016-01-12T15:40:05Z

Hydromancer:

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

Madison is the daughter of Sharlayan refugees who fled to Ishgard when the research colony collapsed 27 years ago. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders as her first real employment. She works as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Visiting the "Lower City States"
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Speaking with new people and learning new things
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Astronomical Textbooks
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Chivalry and Classical Gentleman - Especially Elezen

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Raised voices
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Violence
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Feeling Alone
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Not being taken seriously
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Miqo'te Men

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is proficient in many stringed instruments and her voice. She cannot play horns or percussion.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She enjoys baking.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is aetherically gifted if somewhat unmotivated.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Deeply desires to learn more of Sharlayan and where her family came from.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She loves Ishgard, her birthplace, deeply but feels it will never love her in return.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: She hides it but she loves food. Almost anything.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: A nice red wine or some of Eddard's "Mop Water"
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color(s): White/Pink/Black/Red

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

: Madison is meekly framed and thus appears delicate. She was raised as a lady by her family and tends to carry herself as such except when in familiar company. She is a strawberry blonde with green eyes. She bears no scars or tokens from combat because she's never had to raise a hand against anyone or in defense. She is told she's beautiful but a lifetime of being treated as a secondary option or waved off like a fly leaves her utterly unaware and unsure of this. She prefers not to dwell on it and focuses on other aspects of her personality if the topic of physical form is brought up in conversation.

: Madison has not the experience to say she understands true hardship, but she has traveled enough and seen enough of the Calamity's after effects to be sensitive to people's plights. She can sometimes be naive, always wanting to assume the best in people and will usually grant a benefit of the doubt before her trust is broken. Once it is done, however, she will put you through torment to earn it back. She understands poverty, hunger and loss from a very "academic" perspective and thusly tries to analyze people's behaviors to explain why they may act certain ways. For instance, she will attempt to rationalize with -why- a thief stole from her and discuss it rather then automatically resorting to anger or violence.

: She never had a difficult time making friends but she could sometimes be withdrawn. A bit of an introvert, she can come across melancholy, especially when upset or angered. If her temper is roused then a bit of groveling or an apology is usually required to get back into her good graces. The girl can hold a grudge and it's not one of her more attractive qualities. Madison can also be prone to spouts of jealously. She can be possessive and result to passive aggressiveness should the situation escalate. Due to her experience and age, Madison can sometimes handle situations poorly. She is not vindictive and never means any real harm but her words can still damage more than she knows. She has a temper and try as she might it can oft flare depending on the situation. She will make an attempt to excuse herself to calm down but if her escape path is blocked than she can become physical.

: Madison is aware that she is very lucky in her circumstances and as a result does not shine attention on it. She will often shy away from personal subjects about her background unless she feels she can trust whomever she speaking to. It's been her general experience that once someone knows her background they stop listening to her when she talks. Nothing will upset and infuriate her more quickly than insults being lodged her way over her upbringing. While she can normally deflect these fairly well from strangers, when they come from someone close they cut her deep.

: Madison was recruited into the Pathfinders as a non-combatant, however, her studies as an astrologian didn't leave her with a lack of being able to defend herself. She was taught offensive and defensive combat patterns and maneuvers with an array of offensive spells at her disposal. However, Madison is an objector - reluctant to fight offensively unless truly provoked and forced to defend herself or others she cares for. If someone she loved were endangered she would draw a weapon...and hate herself for it later.

===<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>=====

:: As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

:: The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

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

:: The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

:: As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

:: The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

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

:: Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

===<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> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- ''Waitress at The Quicksand'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- ''Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- ''A Company Member'

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- ''Gossiper in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- ''A merchant in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- ''A fellow student at the Observatory''

<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 head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- ''Merchant in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- ''Gardner in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- ''A Gentleman in The Pillars''

<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 needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#F02311" size="3">♥</font> Mated/Lovers/Dating    <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest/Crush/Affectionate    <font style="color:#000000" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#9EC60B" size="3">●</font> Friendly    <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font> Negative
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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ausaux Grimand]] - This Duskwight, or Shader as he's wont to call himself, met Madison by random chance. She crossed paths with him and Forgotten Treant at the same time in Ul'dah. The way he spoke and carried himself drew her to him instantly, like a moth to a flame. It took all the courage the girl had to spark conversation with him. A conversation that he was, to her surprise, very willing to have. The days after they met were wrought with strife, with the two seldom having a moment alone due to Ausaux's business engagements. However, as time went on the initial spark between them grew into something far more. Madison remains convinced he saw her coming, divining through his magic. Current events and attempts on his life have pushed him into hiding and, when faced with the choice, Madison went with him. She dropped everything immediately to be at his side. His frequent absences pain her far more than she admits and she struggles to balance the amount of time she finds herself alone.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> [[Eddard Holt]] - Try as she might and despite her efforts to bury it, Madison can't seem to squelch what draws her to him. Beneath his growly, tough exterior lies the man she swore she saw at the beginning and despite his efforts to hide it her current predicament has brought that man out in him more than he knows. She's told him as much, wanting to remain honest with him despite her temporary departure from the company. Eddard even came to visit her in Gridania during one of the few moments she found herself able to venture into the city proper. Their nightly talks over her linkpearl have become something of a habit and something she enjoys very much. Madison is beginning to find it exceedingly difficult to keep anything from Eddard, revealing to him far more than she thinks any of her current companions would be comfortable with.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Shay Baien]] - Madison met Shay the same night she met Ausaux and Treant. The three have been in an arguement ever since about Shay's insistance regarding the battles he claims to have been in. Madison did her best to remain impartial on the subject, not siding one way or another but the situation heated until it broke out in violence one evening. After that Shay revealed things to her that caused her to question the man's sanity and she distanced herself. She still cares for Shay and worries for him, wondering where he got off to after they parted ways. His absence was not lost on her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Syf Kha]] - Madison loves Syf and considers her a good friend even though she's wholly unaware of the tribal implications the girl brings to the table. Madison would happily engage in them while being unaware of how seriously Syf takes it.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Talan Dracht]] - Talan strikes Madison as a genuine sort. Truly kind, truly gentlemanly. A bright spot in an otherwise very gray world. She finds herself strangely protective of him.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Chief Neverfar]] - The namesake for Neverfar's tavern. A cheerful Roe and an excellent storyteller. Barring that, Madison doesn't know much of him. He is often away on business, leaving much of running things to fall to Eddard and herself.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Forgotten Treant]] - A good friend of Ausaux and, by his claim, an older brother to the man. Madison valued his insight and advice regarding many things but she's realizing he has a belligerent streak to him that needs to be reined in. One part of her secretly enjoys it though. It keeps him youthful.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Dante Thalmos]] - When Madison originally met Dante she didn't expect to know him long if at all. She thought he was a peculiar sort, rude and impertinent yet with a very excellent sense of humor. She often found herself wanting to glower at him as often as she found herself laughing at his quips. Unbeknownst to everyone but Dante and Ausaux, Madison endangered herself greatly to try and heal the dragoon but she learned much from the process. She's confided in him about her desire to get stronger and he cautioned her against losing herself in the process.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Alfort Vaulant]] -

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Luminous Moon]] - Though they only met a few times, Moon had a strong impact on Madison. Here was a woman that managed to be herself and be crass and still maintain the company of gentleman. How did she do it?? Didn't they grow tired of her..?? Amazement could be a term to describe it. The memory of her bluntness and her words carry on with Madison as she tries, and often fails, to incorporate it in to her own behavior. She wonders what might have become of her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Reilan Orycia]] -

: <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> [[R'vi Lyrre]] - A business associate of Ausaux's. Their initial introduction did nothing to help Madison become fond of her and her current living situation and proximity to Ausaux downright irritate her. Despite this, Madison does her best to be polite to the woman and would attempt to be friends with her if the gesture was mutual.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes and OOC Information</div>===
:: I created Madison to be a very "normal" character. She is an embodiment of "K.I.S.S" (Keep It Simple Son) and while I do not shy away from placing her in extraordinary circumstances, Madison herself will never be exceptionally powerful or remarkable. As of this time, she will always just be a woman.

:: Mature themes in RP is fine and keeps it interesting. I have no issues with violence, sexuality, drug use, crime, etc.

:: If I trust the people involved I will roleplay out almost anything - even things I usually limit out. Approach me with your idea and I'll likely be on board. However, please ask before your characters perform any actions that will affect my character or a physical or emotional level. I reserve the right to ignore actions that will cause affects to my character that I do not want to roleplay. I.E. Disfigurement, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Death.

:: Please be aware that Madison's actions or feelings do not reflect on you as a person. I appreciate IC/OOC separation.

:: I am very very strict about the lore and adhere to it and will not engage in lorebendy plots with strangers.

Madison Brookstone

2016-01-12T15:16:29Z

Hydromancer:

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

Madison is the daughter of Sharlayan refugees who fled to Ishgard when the research colony collapsed 27 years ago. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders as her first real employment. She works as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Visiting the "Lower City States"
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Speaking with new people and learning new things
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Astronomical Textbooks
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Chivalry and Classical Gentleman - Especially Elezen

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Raised voices
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Violence
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Feeling Alone
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Not being taken seriously
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Miqo'te Men

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is proficient in many stringed instruments and her voice. She cannot play horns or percussion.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She enjoys baking.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is aetherically gifted if somewhat unmotivated.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Deeply desires to learn more of Sharlayan and where her family came from.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She loves Ishgard, her birthplace, deeply but feels it will never love her in return.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: She hides it but she loves food. Almost anything.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: A nice red wine or some of Eddard's "Mop Water"
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color(s): White/Pink/Black/Red

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

: Madison is meekly framed and thus appears delicate. She was raised as a lady by her family and tends to carry herself as such except when in familiar company. She is a strawberry blonde with green eyes. She bears no scars or tokens from combat because she's never had to raise a hand against anyone or in defense. She is told she's beautiful but a lifetime of being treated as a secondary option or waved off like a fly leaves her utterly unaware and unsure of this. She prefers not to dwell on it and focuses on other aspects of her personality if the topic of physical form is brought up in conversation.

: Madison has not the experience to say she understands true hardship, but she has traveled enough and seen enough of the Calamity's after effects to be sensitive to people's plights. She can sometimes be naive, always wanting to assume the best in people and will usually grant a benefit of the doubt before her trust is broken. Once it is done, however, she will put you through torment to earn it back. She understands poverty, hunger and loss from a very "academic" perspective and thusly tries to analyze people's behaviors to explain why they may act certain ways. For instance, she will attempt to rationalize with -why- a thief stole from her and discuss it rather then automatically resorting to anger or violence.

: She never had a difficult time making friends but she could sometimes be withdrawn. A bit of an introvert, she can come across melancholy, especially when upset or angered. If her temper is roused then a bit of groveling or an apology is usually required to get back into her good graces. The girl can hold a grudge and it's not one of her more attractive qualities. Madison can also be prone to spouts of jealously. She can be possessive and result to passive aggressiveness should the situation escalate. Due to her experience and age, Madison can sometimes handle situations poorly. She is not vindictive and never means any real harm but her words can still damage more than she knows. She has a temper and try as she might it can oft flare depending on the situation. She will make an attempt to excuse herself to calm down but if her escape path is blocked than she can become physical.

: Madison is aware that she is very lucky in her circumstances and as a result does not shine attention on it. She will often shy away from personal subjects about her background unless she feels she can trust whomever she speaking to. It's been her general experience that once someone knows her background they stop listening to her when she talks. Nothing will upset and infuriate her more quickly than insults being lodged her way over her upbringing. While she can normally deflect these fairly well from strangers, when they come from someone close they cut her deep.

: Madison was recruited into the Pathfinders as a non-combatant, however, her studies as an astrologian didn't leave her with a lack of being able to defend herself. She was taught offensive and defensive combat patterns and maneuvers with an array of offensive spells at her disposal. However, Madison is an objector - reluctant to fight offensively unless truly provoked and forced to defend herself or others she cares for. If someone she loved were endangered she would draw a weapon...and hate herself for it later.

===<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>=====

:: As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

:: The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

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

:: The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

:: As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

:: The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

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

:: Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

===<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> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- ''Waitress at The Quicksand'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- ''Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- ''A Company Member'

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- ''Gossiper in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- ''A merchant in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- ''A fellow student at the Observatory''

<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 head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- ''Merchant in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- ''Gardner in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- ''A Gentleman in The Pillars''

<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 needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ausaux Grimand]] - This Duskwight, or Shader as he's wont to call himself, met Madison by random chance. She crossed paths with him and Forgotten Treant at the same time in Ul'dah. The way he spoke and carried himself drew her to him instantly, like a moth to a flame. It took all the courage the girl had to spark conversation with him. A conversation that he was, to her surprise, very willing to have. The days after they met were wrought with strife, with the two seldom having a moment alone due to Ausaux's business engagements. However, as time went on the initial spark between them grew into something far more. Madison remains convinced he saw her coming, divining through his magic. Current events and attempts on his life have pushed him into hiding and, when faced with the choice, Madison went with him. She dropped everything immediately to be at his side. His frequent absences pain her far more than she admits and she struggles to balance the amount of time she finds herself alone.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> [[Eddard Holt]] - Try as she might and despite her efforts to bury it, Madison can't seem to squelch what draws her to him. Beneath his growly, tough exterior lies the man she swore she saw at the beginning and despite his efforts to hide it her current predicament has brought that man out in him more than he knows. She's told him as much, wanting to remain honest with him despite her temporary departure from the company. Eddard even came to visit her in Gridania during one of the few moments she found herself able to venture into the city proper. Their nightly talks over her linkpearl have become something of a habit and something she enjoys very much. Madison is beginning to find it exceedingly difficult to keep anything from Eddard, revealing to him far more than she thinks any of her current companions would be comfortable with.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Shay Baien]] - Madison met Shay the same night she met Ausaux and Treant. The three have been in an arguement ever since about Shay's insistance regarding the battles he claims to have been in. Madison did her best to remain impartial on the subject, not siding one way or another but the situation heated until it broke out in violence one evening. After that Shay revealed things to her that caused her to question the man's sanity and she distanced herself. She still cares for Shay and worries for him, wondering where he got off to after they parted ways. His absence was not lost on her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Syf Kha]] - Madison loves Syf and considers her a good friend even though she's wholly unaware of the tribal implications the girl brings to the table. Madison would happily engage in them while being unaware of how seriously Syf takes it.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Talan Dracht]] - Talan strikes Madison as a genuine sort. Truly kind, truly gentlemanly. A bright spot in an otherwise very gray world. She finds herself strangely protective of him.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Chief Neverfar]] - The namesake for Neverfar's tavern. A cheerful Roe and an excellent storyteller. Barring that, Madison doesn't know much of him. He is often away on business, leaving much of running things to fall to Eddard and herself.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Forgotten Treant]] - A good friend of Ausaux and, by his claim, an older brother to the man. Madison valued his insight and advice regarding many things but she's realizing he has a belligerent streak to him that needs to be reined in. One part of her secretly enjoys it though. It keeps him youthful.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Dante Thalmos]] - When Madison originally met Dante she didn't expect to know him long if at all. She thought he was a peculiar sort, rude and impertinent yet with a very excellent sense of humor. She often found herself wanting to glower at him as often as she found herself laughing at his quips. Unbeknownst to everyone but Dante and Ausaux, Madison endangered herself greatly to try and heal the dragoon but she learned much from the process. She's confided in him about her desire to get stronger and he cautioned her against losing herself in the process.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Alfort Vaulant]] -

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Luminous Moon]] - Though they only met a few times, Moon had a strong impact on Madison. Here was a woman that managed to be herself and be crass and still maintain the company of gentleman. How did she do it?? Didn't they grow tired of her..?? Amazement could be a term to describe it. The memory of her bluntness and her words carry on with Madison as she tries, and often fails, to incorporate it in to her own behavior. She wonders what might have become of her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Reilan Orycia]] -

: <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> [[R'vi Lyrre]] - A business associate of Ausaux's. Their initial introduction did nothing to help Madison become fond of her and her current living situation and proximity to Ausaux downright irritate her. Despite this, Madison does her best to be polite to the woman and would attempt to be friends with her if the gesture was mutual.

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:: I created Madison to be a very "normal" character. She is an embodiment of "K.I.S.S" (Keep It Simple Son) and while I do not shy away from placing her in extraordinary circumstances, Madison herself will never be exceptionally powerful or remarkable. As of this time, she will always just be a woman.

:: Mature themes in RP is fine and keeps it interesting. I have no issues with violence, sexuality, drug use, crime, etc.

:: If I trust the people involved I will roleplay out almost anything - even things I usually limit out. Approach me with your idea and I'll likely be on board. However, please ask before your characters perform any actions that will affect my character or a physical or emotional level. I reserve the right to ignore actions that will cause affects to my character that I do not want to roleplay. I.E. Disfigurement, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Death.

:: Please be aware that Madison's actions or feelings do not reflect on you as a person. I appreciate IC/OOC separation.

:: I am very very strict about the lore and adhere to it and will not engage in lorebendy plots with strangers.
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Madison Brookstone

2016-01-12T15:05:53Z

Hydromancer:

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

Madison is the daughter of Sharlayan refugees who fled to Ishgard when the research colony collapsed 27 years ago. Her parents, being academically and aetherically gifted, were able to make a decent living for themselves in the notoriously socially unaccepting landscape of Ishgard. She'd grow up in The Foundation but despite their middle class status, Madison would always find difficulties stemming from being born Hyuran. A recent arrival to the lower city states, Madison joined the Pathfinders as her first real employment. She works as a musician and performer in Neverfar's tavern.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Visiting the "Lower City States"
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Speaking with new people and learning new things
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Astronomical Textbooks
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Chivalry and Classical Gentleman - Especially Elezen

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Raised voices
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Violence
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Feeling Alone
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Not being taken seriously
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Miqo'te Men

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is proficient in many stringed instruments and her voice. She cannot play horns or percussion.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She enjoys baking.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She is aetherically gifted if somewhat unmotivated.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Deeply desires to learn more of Sharlayan and where her family came from.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> She loves Ishgard, her birthplace, deeply but feels it will never love her in return.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: She hides it but she loves food. Almost anything.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: A nice red wine or some of Eddard's "Mop Water"
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color(s): White/Pink/Black/Red

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

: Madison is meekly framed and thus appears delicate. She was raised as a lady by her family and tends to carry herself as such except when in familiar company. She is a strawberry blonde with green eyes. She bears no scars or tokens from combat because she's never had to raise a hand against anyone or in defense. She is told she's beautiful but a lifetime of being treated as a secondary option or waved off like a fly leaves her utterly unaware and unsure of this. She prefers not to dwell on it and focuses on other aspects of her personality if the topic of physical form is brought up in conversation.

: Madison has not the experience to say she understands true hardship, but she has traveled enough and seen enough of the Calamity's after effects to be sensitive to people's plights. She can sometimes be naive, always wanting to assume the best in people and will usually grant a benefit of the doubt before her trust is broken. Once it is done, however, she will put you through torment to earn it back. She understands poverty, hunger and loss from a very "academic" perspective and thusly tries to analyze people's behaviors to explain why they may act certain ways. For instance, she will attempt to rationalize with -why- a thief stole from her and discuss it rather then automatically resorting to anger or violence.

: She never had a difficult time making friends but she could sometimes be withdrawn. A bit of an introvert, she can come across melancholy, especially when upset or angered. If her temper is roused then a bit of groveling or an apology is usually required to get back into her good graces. The girl can hold a grudge and it's not one of her more attractive qualities. Madison can also be prone to spouts of jealously. She can be possessive and result to passive aggressiveness should the situation escalate. Due to her experience and age, Madison can sometimes handle situations poorly. She is not vindictive and never means any real harm but her words can still damage more than she knows. She has a temper and try as she might it can oft flare depending on the situation. She will make an attempt to excuse herself to calm down but if her escape path is blocked than she can become physical.

: Madison is aware that she is very lucky in her circumstances and as a result does not shine attention on it. She will often shy away from personal subjects about her background unless she feels she can trust whomever she speaking to. It's been her general experience that once someone knows her background they stop listening to her when she talks. Nothing will upset and infuriate her more quickly than insults being lodged her way over her upbringing. While she can normally deflect these fairly well from strangers, when they come from someone close they cut her deep.

: Madison was recruited into the Pathfinders as a non-combatant, however, her studies as an astrologian didn't leave her with a lack of being able to defend herself. She was taught offensive and defensive combat patterns and maneuvers with an array of offensive spells at her disposal. However, Madison is an objector - reluctant to fight offensively unless truly provoked and forced to defend herself or others she cares for. If someone she loved were endangered she would draw a weapon...and hate herself for it later.

===<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>=====

:: As a child, Madison was lucky to have parents who held valuable education and trade skills. As a result, there was sufficient money for her to receive a proper education. Born under the sign of the Spinner, she began to show signs from an early age that she had inherited her mother's talents for Astrology and seeing into the wheels of fate. However, the traditional Sharlayan version of Astrology was akin to heresy in her younger years and Madison began learning the Ishgardian version. However, he mother did her best to guide her along the path and teach her the "proper" way of the craft.

:: The girl had to be exceedingly careful about not revealing this to anyone as it could have had her whole family executed. During the period she grew up, the inquisitors were fervent - yet to be revealed for the Zealots and Dravanians they were. Even those of the High Houses were not safe from accusation or wrath. There were days when someone she knew just wouldn't be at the observatory anymore. They'd been forced to jump to their death at Witchdrop in Coetheras.

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

:: The second part of her education was intended to facilitate her marriage to a highborn gentleman. Madison is classically trained in music and adept at the art. Among her fluent instruments are the violin, cello, harp, harpsichord, piano and her voice. Her parents disallowed horns or percussion instruments, however, as these were deemed too masculine.

:: As she grew, it was highly encouraged that she grow into a proper lady and she made this her focus as much as her studies in her early years. She would often see the women in the Pillars walk about in fine dress and furs and emulate them - wanting to be just like them. However, one painful truth eluded her at her tender age. The majority of them were Elezen.

:: The fact that she was descended from Hyuran immigrants would become a major factor in her adolescence. Try as she might, none of the efforts she ever made were good enough and she constantly felt like an outsider in a society that subtly did not want her. The way she bloomed with age only made matters worse. Through showcasing her musical talents and her outward features she did occasionally catch the eye of gentleman that would have made well and proper matches. She took a shine to one particular gentleman only to have him crush her with the proposition of him making her his mistress while he searched for an Elezen wife. Madison's spirit in her society and what she'd been trained to be broke after that. She ceased going to the social events and gatherings her parents insisted she did. She holed herself up in her room with her Astronomy and her music.

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

:: Once the Dravanians reared their head again and Ishgard opened the gates to seek help from outsiders, Madison saw a chance for her to escape and see things she'd only dreamed of before. Her parents, while loving, were reluctant to the idea but in the end they gave her some gil and watched as she packed her bags and left home, eager to see the world abroad.

===<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> "Not much to really say about her. Pretty but quiet." -- ''Waitress at The Quicksand'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw her snap and lose her temper once. Twas adorable the way she thought pacing around like that would do anythin." -- ''Retainer in Neverfar's Tavern'
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's very friendly. Almost naively so. The girl needs a keeper." -- ''A Company Member'

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Her parents spared no coin grooming that girl to marry her off and she failed at even that..” -- ''Gossiper in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Classically trained musician, she is. Playin in a damned tavern in Ul'dah. Guess she really is lost." -- ''A merchant in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She always had her own way of going about things. She tended to ignore the assigned readings and find her own ways to do the lessons." -- ''A fellow student at the Observatory''

<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 head her heart broken by an Elezan man who wanted her to be a mistress instead of a wife. I can understand though. He can't well carry on his line with mutts for children.. " -- ''Merchant in The Foundation''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Voice of an angel, that one. She rarely does but iffen ya hear her sing...." -- ''Gardner in the Goblet''
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Tis a miracle her whole foriegn family wasn't executed. They're lucky they proved themselves useful and wern't leeches like the majority of refugees..." -- ''A Gentleman in The Pillars''

<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 needs to hire a bodyguard to defend her from the line of 'gentleman', brutes, creeps, and Miqo'men that wish to take her hand for marriage. She has beautiful talents, but I do not think that is enough for the good men of this land. I will teach her the ways of the dirt one day, then she will be irresistible." - [[Syf Kha]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a good woman an' has a pretty voice! People say that she carries herself with some kind o' noble upbringin', but I think people jus' ain' used ta polite an' friendly folks anymore. 'm sure she's jus' a regular ol' lass like th' lot o' ya. If not, then 's no surprise where she mighta gotten 'er manners from, eh?" - [[Talan Dracht]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She certainly can turn a few heads! Though to be honest I do not know much about her, 'ave only seen her a few times while hanging out with the Pathfinders. Seems to be the uppity-uppity type though. I think she's an Ishgardian, which I guess would explain!" - [[Cullen West]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a very loyal friend, perhaps to a fault; she's willing to help with problems she best stay away from. Even if it's a trait that causes me to worry, it's one that shows the quality of her character. It is a pleasure to have her around the company." - [[Eddard Holt]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Miss Brookstone? O, how sweetly the songbird sings! A more accomplished musician I've hardly met, and the woman herself is near saintly. Alas that the heads she turns are hardly so worthy of her attentions, mine own included." - [[Zigovali Rigovali]]
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<font style="color:#F02311" size="3">♥</font> Mated/Lovers/Dating    <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest/Crush/Affectionate    <font style="color:#000000" size="3">♥</font> Sexual Desire   <font style="color:#9EC60B" size="3">●</font> Friendly    <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> Neutral    <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font> Negative
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: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> [[Ausaux Grimand]] - This Duskwight, or Shader as he's wont to call himself, met Madison by random chance. She crossed paths with him and Forgotten Treant at the same time in Ul'dah. The way he spoke and carried himself drew her to him instantly, like a moth to a flame. It took all the courage the girl had to spark conversation with him. A conversation that he was, to her surprise, very willing to have. The days after they met were wrought with strife, with the two seldom having a moment alone due to Ausaux's business engagements. However, as time went on the initial spark between them grew into something far more. Madison remains convinced he saw her coming, divining through his magic. Current events and attempts on his life have pushed him into hiding and, when faced with the choice, Madison went with him. She dropped everything immediately to be at his side. His frequent absences pain her far more than she admits and she struggles to balance the amount of time she finds herself alone.

: <font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3">♥</font> [[Eddard Holt]] - Try as she might and despite her efforts to bury it, Madison can't seem to squelch what draws her to him. Beneath his growly, tough exterior lies the man she swore she saw at the beginning and despite his efforts to hide it her current predicament has brought that man out in him more than he knows. She's told him as much, wanting to remain honest with him despite her temporary departure from the company. Eddard even came to visit her in Gridania during one of the few moments she found herself able to venture into the city proper. Their nightly talks over her linkpearl have become something of a habit and something she enjoys very much. Madison is beginning to find it exceedingly difficult to keep anything from Eddard, revealing to him far more than she thinks any of her current companions would be comfortable with.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Shay Baien]] - Madison met Shay the same night she met Ausaux and Treant. The three have been in an arguement ever since about Shay's insistance regarding the battles he claims to have been in. Madison did her best to remain impartial on the subject, not siding one way or another but the situation heated until it broke out in violence one evening. After that Shay revealed things to her that caused her to question the man's sanity and she distanced herself. She still cares for Shay and worries for him, wondering where he got off to after they parted ways. His absence was not lost on her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Syf Kha]] - Madison loves Syf and considers her a good friend even though she's wholly unaware of the tribal implications the girl brings to the table. Madison would happily engage in them while being unaware of how seriously Syf takes it.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Talan Dracht]] - Talan strikes Madison as a genuine sort. Truly kind, truly gentlemanly. A bright spot in an otherwise very gray world. She finds herself strangely protective of him.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Chief Neverfar]] - The namesake for Neverfar's tavern. A cheerful Roe and an excellent storyteller. Barring that, Madison doesn't know much of him. He is often away on business, leaving much of running things to fall to Eddard and herself.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Forgotten Treant]] - A good friend of Ausaux and, by his claim, an older brother to the man. Madison valued his insight and advice regarding many things but she's realizing he has a belligerent streak to him that needs to be reined in. One part of her secretly enjoys it though. It keeps him youthful.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Dante Thalmos]] - When Madison originally met Dante she didn't expect to know him long if at all. She thought he was a peculiar sort, rude and impertinent yet with a very excellent sense of humor. She often found herself wanting to glower at him as often as she found herself laughing at his quips. Unbeknownst to everyone but Dante and Ausaux, Madison endangered herself greatly to try and heal the dragoon but she learned much from the process. She's confided in him about her desire to get stronger and he cautioned her against losing herself in the process.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Alfort Vaulant]] -

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Luminous Moon]] - Though they only met a few times, Moon had a strong impact on Madison. Here was a woman that managed to be herself and be crass and still maintain the company of gentleman. How did she do it?? Didn't they grow tired of her..?? Amazement could be a term to describe it. The memory of her bluntness and her words carry on with Madison as she tries, and often fails, to incorporate it in to her own behavior. She wonders what might have become of her.

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> [[Reilan Orycia]] -

: <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3">●</font> [[R'vi Lyrre]] - A business associate of Ausaux's. Their initial introduction did nothing to help Madison become fond of her and her current living situation and proximity to Ausaux downright irritate her. Despite this, Madison does her best to be polite to the woman and would attempt to be friends with her if the gesture was mutual.

: <font style="color:#C24640" size="3">●</font>

===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes and OOC Information</div>===
:: I created Madison to be a very "normal" character. She is an embodiment of "K.I.S.S" (Keep It Simple Son) and while I do not shy away from placing her in extraordinary circumstances, Madison herself will never be exceptionally powerful or remarkable. As of this time, she will always just be a woman.

:: Mature themes in RP is fine and keeps it interesting. I have no issues with violence, sexuality, drug use, crime, etc.

:: If I trust the people involved I will roleplay out almost anything - even things I usually limit out. Approach me with your idea and I'll likely be on board. However, please ask before your characters perform any actions that will affect my character or a physical or emotional level. I reserve the right to ignore actions that will cause affects to my character that I do not want to roleplay. I.E. Disfigurement, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault, Death.

:: Please be aware that Madison's actions or feelings do not reflect on you as a person. I appreciate IC/OOC separation.

:: I am very very strict about the lore and adhere to it and will not engage in lorebendy plots with strangers.