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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Gervannant Holmen<br /> | image = Gervy-butst.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Grumpy elf dad&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = The Holy See of Ishgard<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Wildwood<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 52<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Heterosexual/Asexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Temple Knight (lancer)<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = - fulms - ilms / 187 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Gervannant (pronounced Jehr-vah-nahnt) is an elezen male and temple knight of the Holy See of Ishgard. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His son<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His country<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rule, law and order<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Justice<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being in the right<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Knight bread<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dragons/dravians<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who talk too much or are unable to identify just when it's best not to speak (which, around him, is generally all the time)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Criminals<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Corruption<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The upper class<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; False allegations <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : When not hidden behind armor and his helmet, Gervannant can be seen as a tanned skin elezen, well into his years as evidence to the wrinkles carved into his brow and at the corners of his eyes, along with the creases around a stern, unsmiling mouth. Atop his head is dark brown hair with a hint of red in it, pulled back into a slick but thick ponytail and a beard connecting to the sideburns that sit on each side of his face, a few stray hairs dangling over them near the ears. His eyes are a golden brown, often or not examining those around him like a hawk.<br /> <br /> : As an elderly man who has dedicated the entirety of his life in protecting the city of Ishgard, Gervannant cannot be considered a fun, let alone enjoyable company. Curt and focused, he comes off as cold and unfeeling towards most who interact with him, a walking mouthpiece of the law rather than an individual. That is, when he's on shift. &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> :(Some information on his sister will be shared too because I don't want to make a separate RP page for her)<br /> <br /> : Born and raised in the Central Highlands of Coerthas, Gervannant Holmen lived with his widowed mother and sister, Yseulette. Despite the vast differences between the two siblings--Yseulette the friendly and supporting type and Gervannant the distant and short tempered one--the two spent much of their time together growing up, centered around helping to support their mother who experienced lingering depression after the accusation of their father's supposed heresy and inevitable plunge into Witchdrop. Though cleared of all allegations when his body underwent no transformations, the family still underwent many forms of social heckling. Such abuse left Gervannant bitter and even disgusted with his father for even gathering suspicion, causing the boy to continuously work on becoming a lancer for the Temple Knights as means to prove his own loyalty to the Holy See, distancing himself from the man that had caused ruin to their repuation. Yseulette, on the other hand, took the tragedy in stride, feeling no need to prove herself or her family more than her father's death already had. While Gervannant worked for the city she chose to work outside the gates at Camp Dragonhead under the House of Fortemps to protect those who traveled Coerthas. While separated, the siblings continued to keep in contact through letters, sharing what events happened in their lives and the prospect of children as they grew older. Gervannant stated plainly he held no plans nor want to be anything but a bachelor--the idea of children far too irritating for him--while Yseulette openly shared her wishes to have a child. The chance almost occurred for her after she married a fellow Fortemps guard but the possibility was taken away after a miscarriage and the death of her husband shortly thereafter. But one more chance appeared.<br /> <br /> : Hearing about a caravan of a dozen infected orphans that would be in need of a chaperone to protect on their journey to Warmwine Sanitorium, Yseulette took to the offer, writing to her brother that it would give her the opportunity to interact with children more to see if she really was ready to become a mother. And, if all went well, perhaps this would give her the chance to even bond with one of the orphans and eventually adopt them. Only a day after receiving the letter did Gervannant get a notice about his sister's death. During the beginning of their travels towards Gridania, an ogre known as Gargamelle came out and attacked the caravan, Yseulette doing all she could to fight the beast off. Despite her attempts the woman was killed and the children consumed, some even carried away for a later snack. The event would later be so charmingly known as the Bellyful Incident. After identifying what was left of her body and burying the body there was no more talk nor thought from him about his sister, wishing to simply move on.<br /> <br /> : A decade later on a particularly cold, snowy winter's day, Gervannant found himself posted outside the Gates of Judgement to check the perimeters with a fellow knight. A massacre of a miqo'te clan was found in the snow, to which Gervannant ordered the other to get a wagon so as to carry and dispose the bodies elsewhere as a means to keep the attraction of mobs from their city's gates. While the other man was gone though, Gervannat not only came across fresh aevis tracks in the snow but also a child hidden in the roots of a dead, uprooted tree. After recovering from the shock of there even being a survivor, especially a child at that, Gervannant's mind was struck with two choices: send the child off to Gridania with the chance it could be attacked in similar fashion to what caused his sister's death or risk persecution by taking the child in himself. Heavy with guilt at the idea of willingly putting the child in a situation all too familiar to him and partially guided by the wishes his sister once had, Gervannant decided to make what he considered the first decision he had ever not fully thought out. Concealing the boy under the coat covering his armor, the elezen excused himself to his returning comrade, stating he needed to give the evidence of dragons being nearby the gates to higher-ups immedietly. With that he smuggled the child to his home before shortly going off to do exactly what he had used as an excuse. Upon returning, he was able to get the boy's name, all he was told was 'Eir'a.' <br /> <br /> : Of course, being far too loyal to his home and admittedly fearing the persecution his father had once undergone, Gervannant's faith in raising an outsider in complete secrecy quickly crumbled. He requested a private hearing to turn himself in and attempt to defend, if not request to continue performing his original goal. Initial reactions were strongly against the idea, some even accusing the temple knight for being just like his father, but upon bringing up enough counter arguments and points--the boy's age allowed him no identity just yet so it was possible to raise him under the teachings of Halone, his survival right outside their gates could have possibly been a sign by the Fury herself, and his race allowed him to stay up later at night which could, in the future, be useful to them somehow--managed to gain enough favor to grant his wish. Whether he believed all that he spouted is uncertain but, ordered to keep the boy completely out of sight, never to interact with anyone aside Gervannant while in the city and figuring out a means of making the boy useful in the future, he was allowed to return home to his new ward. <br /> <br /> :Such a promise was a difficult one to keep. Personality wise, Gervannant himself was already a horrible candidate as a parent, often not knowing how to properly deal with situations surrounding Eir'a, not being able to spend time with him due to his work and even unintentionally piling up insecurities on the boy. Not only that but guilt slowly began to creep in the man's mind, realizing if keeping a child locked in from the world around him was actually such a good idea, initial good intentions or not. Yet, having only each other and getting through the struggles to understand one another, the two were able to form the loosest sense of a father-son bond. Even with his busy schedule the man did his best to make time to raise Eir'a into as much of a respectable, intelligent young man as he could. Not all his intents were of pure intent though, occasionally forcing his son to learn certain subjects--such as calligraphy--as a means to develop talents that could help fulfill the promise he had made to the higher houses. Luckily, this plan had managed to work, giving Eir'a the job to become a scribe at the age of 11, allowing him to be out of sight and taking advantage of his nature's more nocturnal traits.<br /> <br /> : By the time his son had become 17 though, Gervannant felt it necessary to get his son out of Ishgard. Seeing Eir'a become the anxious,self doubting man he had become, the knight knew such traits were of his doing along with his environment. It was time he get away from all of this and get the chance to actually live a life. Thusly, with a heavy heart, he sent for the boy to be taken out of the city--all his more noticeable traits (ears, tail, markings, teeth) concealed from those chaperoning him. <br /> <br /> : What's happened since to the man is unclear at the time being.<br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * The first time Gervannant began to develop guilt over his decision is also the prominent memory the two share where they recall actually having fun together; during the Starlight Festival. The day the memory occurred though is the same day Gervannant was forced to be more strict about keeping Eir'a out of sight<br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: He will most likely never be able to express his true feelings coherently (mostly because he assumes the boy should know) but Gervannant deeply cares for his son. While he has no idea how the miqo'te is doing now that he's left Ishgard, Gervannant only hopes he's experiencing all he can and enjoying it. He holds a lot of guilt towards the boy, only realizing the folly of his decision to raise him out of sight far too late. He feels should Eir'a ever develop a grudge against him that it would only be completely understandable. <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=154462 2016-02-05T10:34:15Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: /* Known Biography */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father ; adopted)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Some things may change here and there. Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who is still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being secretly raised in Ishgard, completely out of sight, only to be smuggled back out two years ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite the unhealthy levels of negativity directed at himself, he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. His deepest wish is to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa; the Bistro Fork Inn a precursor and test to see if he could handle such a thing. Eir'a believes this to be a vapid dream though so, while he focuses on it as a means of business (or so he tells himself) he is currently also practicing in the art of lancing so that he can be--what he considers--useful and, personally, attempting to prove himself to Halone and his adopted father as well.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others/his father<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians, dragons and heretics<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gardening skills + research<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Cleaning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Training<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meal related recipes (breakfast, lunch, dinner) rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he refuses to recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Unhealthily keeping things bottled up<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold; though this doesn't mean he likes it<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is usually hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. While he is small in stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone; it is a slight shade darker. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings. His tail is rather long with a very thick, fluffy texture to it. When highly upset Eir'a will hold it tightly to himself for comfort (though by the way he holds it too tightly or wrings it from worry one wonders if the term 'comfort' is correct).<br /> <br /> : Anxious, overtly humble and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normal', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening from afar instead of being part of the conversation. While some of his own developed personality may shine through, most of his decisions are often--if not always--based on the ideals he believes others have towards him. This leads him to have an odd balance of self loathing but high standards for himself, such expectations set so high that he can't possibly reach them, resulting in a feeling of failure. He hates to admit it but deep down Eir'a finds himself coveting those with strong personalities, believing he might have none at all. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Elezens and Hyurs the standards of high class (due to where he lived and coming to the conclusion on his own as a child), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presence of women of that race rather than men, taught at a young age that they were territorial and often rude, uncivilized people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not what he was taught (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own race.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : &lt;b&gt;The Beginning&lt;/b&gt;<br /> :<br /> :There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he was born into, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native beasts roaming the land. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, keeping him safe while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. For reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his country was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the Houses to discuss the matter, hoping to gain their support--along with a few resources-- to raise the child. After enough coxing, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city, as well as figuring some means to contribute to society 'lest he simply become a parasite to our sides.' No one was to know lest the two face repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensitive person to raise a child. Not only that but the man, being a Temple Knight, was often needed to perform his duties meaning most of his time was not spent at home. Eir'a, an outsider growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other well intentioned but misguided parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and to this day Eir'a is still met with unanswered questions about it. <br /> <br /> :&lt;b&gt;Living behind closed windows, the Calamity, and the opening of the door&lt;/b&gt;<br /> :<br /> : 13 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy while growing up, was encouraged to become a scribe. Being a Keeper of the Moon and naturally more comfortable with the night than those native to the land, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by the very few who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only to be shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that permanently swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Of course he was heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life due to some unknown failure on his part. Nevertheless Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life it was difficult for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers plus a blossomed eagerness to experience the newly introduced world, he managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help protect and bring life to those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone.<br /> <br /> :&lt;b&gt;The Incident&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : With the development of his conjury skills, his travels eventually pointed him in the direction of Limsa Lominsa and, not soon after, the Maelstrom after a call for healers was issued for their ranks. Wanting a means to help direct his life and aiding those in need, the young man joined the free company. The experience went well enough at first, his skills allowed to improve with each job he was given and confidence slowly rising with each one. Of course, despite his hard work and positive results, high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him kept the boy from acknowledging his impressive growth in the art of conjury, considered his skills sub-par at best and pushing to do better. <br /> <br /> Whether it was simple bad luck or a product of his pride as he believes to this day, the last mission he took part in for the Maelstrom resulted in the death of a party member. Those part of the party reassured the miqo'te that the results were far from his fault but Eir'a, feeling responsible for not acting quick enough and for putting his party mates in danger by accepting a mission perhaps too difficult for someone of his skill, retired from the Maelstrom. Eir'a turned his back on conjury completely as well, taking the death as failure and a sign from Halone that his decision to study under the subject in the first place had been made out of pride and a sick means to forgive himself for his clan's death, rather than a sincere wish to protect.<br /> <br /> :Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, a field familiar for him after years of creating meals for his father back home. What had once been an accepted chore came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him; a passion to keep him going again. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café, a dream he was given a chance to try a when obtaining a run down shack which he cleaned up and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 19, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be more selfish than before; a stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, both serving no grand purpose in the long run. It was this that he took up a lance, hoping that an interest in the class both his father and Halone took in might prove his dedication. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home--given he was never allowed to actually experience it and knowing how he would be treated had he been allowed--he does hold emotional and loyal attachment to it. More importantly towards his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did at least care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now, of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't bother hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;I hear he uses the droppin's from that dodo of his to help his garden grow...ain't sanitary is it? Should he be doin' that if he plans on preparin' meals afterwards?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's dedicated and brave for someone so young. There's something innocent and endearing about his eagerness to serve his nation, even if that nation would not readily accept him.&quot; -- [[Tiergan Vashir]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Anyone who rids me of sun lemons is good in my book. Hell, if he ever shows up again, I can make him more lemon tarts on the house. Seems a decent fellow, and at least the damnable citrus won't go to waste.&quot; -- [[Annouille Andouillant]]<br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father ; adopted)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Some things may change here and there. Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who is still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being secretly raised in Ishgard, completely out of sight, only to be smuggled back out two years ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite the unhealthy levels of negativity directed at himself, he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. His deepest wish is to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa; the Bistro Fork Inn a precursor and test to see if he could handle such a thing. Eir'a believes this to be a vapid dream though so, while he focuses on it as a means of business (or so he tells himself) he is currently also practicing in the art of lancing so that he can be--what he considers--useful and, personally, attempting to prove himself to Halone and his adopted father as well.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others/his father<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians, dragons and heretics<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gardening skills + research<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Cleaning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Training<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meal related recipes (breakfast, lunch, dinner) rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he refuses to recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Unhealthily keeping things bottled up<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold; though this doesn't mean he likes it<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is usually hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. While he is small in stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone; it is a slight shade darker. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings. His tail is rather long with a very thick, fluffy texture to it. When highly upset Eir'a will hold it tightly to himself for comfort (though by the way he holds it too tightly or wrings it from worry one wonders if the term 'comfort' is correct).<br /> <br /> : Anxious, overtly humble and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normal', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening from afar instead of being part of the conversation. While some of his own developed personality may shine through, most of his decisions are often--if not always--based on the ideals he believes others have towards him. This leads him to have an odd balance of self loathing but high standards for himself, such expectations set so high that he can't possibly reach them, resulting in a feeling of failure. He hates to admit it but deep down Eir'a finds himself coveting those with strong personalities, believing he might have none at all. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Elezens and Hyurs the standards of high class (due to where he lived and coming to the conclusion on his own as a child), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presence of women of that race rather than men, taught at a young age that they were territorial and often rude, uncivilized people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not what he was taught (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own race.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : &lt;b&gt;The Beginning&lt;/b&gt;<br /> :<br /> :There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he was born into, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native beasts roaming the land. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, keeping him safe while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. For reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his country was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the Houses to discuss the matter, hoping to gain their support--along with a few resources-- to raise the child. After enough coxing, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city, as well as figuring some means to contribute to society 'lest he simply become a parasite to our sides.' No one was to know lest the two face repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensitive person to raise a child. Not only that but the man, being a Temple Knight, was often needed to perform his duties meaning most of his time was not spent at home. Eir'a, an outsider growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other well intentioned but misguided parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and to this day Eir'a is still met with unanswered questions about it. <br /> <br /> :&lt;b&gt;Living behind closed windows, the Calamity, and the opening of the door&lt;/b&gt;<br /> :<br /> : 13 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy while growing up, was encouraged to become a scribe. Being a Keeper of the Moon and naturally more comfortable with the night than those native to the land, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by the very few who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only to be shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that permanently swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Of course he was heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life due to some unknown failure on his part. Nevertheless Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life it was difficult for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers plus a blossomed eagerness to experience the newly introduced world, he managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help protect and bring life to those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone.<br /> <br /> :&lt;b&gt;The Incident&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : With the development of his conjury skills, his travels eventually pointed him in the direction of Limsa Lominsa and, not soon after, the Maelstrom after a call for healers was issued for their ranks. Wanting a means to help direct his life and aiding those in need, the young man joined the free company. The experience went well enough at first, his skills allowed to improve with each job he was given and confidence slowly rising with each one. Of course, despite his hard work and positive results, high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him kept the boy from acknowledging his impressive growth in the art of conjury, considered his skills sub-par at best and pushing to do better. <br /> <br /> Whether it was simple bad luck or a product of his pride as he believes to this day, the last mission he took part in for the Maelstrom resulted in the death of a party member. Those part of the party reassured the miqo'te that the results were far from his fault but Eir'a, feeling responsible for not acting quick enough and for putting his party mates in danger by accepting a mission perhaps too difficult for someone of his skill, retired from the Maelstrom. Eir'a turned his back on conjury completely as well, taking the death as failure and a sign from Halone that his decision to study under the subject in the first place had been made out of pride and a sick means to forgive himself for his clan's death, rather than a sincere wish to protect.<br /> <br /> Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, a field familiar for him after years of creating meals for his father back home. What had once been an accepted chore came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him; a passion to keep him going again. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café, a dream he was given a chance to try a when obtaining a run down shack which he cleaned up and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 19, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be more selfish than before; a stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, both serving no grand purpose in the long run. It was this that he took up a lance, hoping that an interest in the class both his father and Halone took in might prove his dedication. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home--given he was never allowed to actually experience it and knowing how he would be treated had he been allowed--he does hold emotional and loyal attachment to it. More importantly towards his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did at least care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now, of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't bother hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;I hear he uses the droppin's from that dodo of his to help his garden grow...ain't sanitary is it? Should he be doin' that if he plans on preparin' meals afterwards?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's dedicated and brave for someone so young. There's something innocent and endearing about his eagerness to serve his nation, even if that nation would not readily accept him.&quot; -- [[Tiergan Vashir]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Anyone who rids me of sun lemons is good in my book. Hell, if he ever shows up again, I can make him more lemon tarts on the house. Seems a decent fellow, and at least the damnable citrus won't go to waste.&quot; -- [[Annouille Andouillant]]<br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father ; adopted)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Some things may change here and there. Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who is still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being secretly raised in Ishgard, completely out of sight, only to be smuggled back out two years ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite the unhealthy levels of negativity directed at himself, he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. His deepest wish is to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa; the Bistro Fork Inn a precursor and test to see if he could handle such a thing. Eir'a believes this to be a vapid dream though so, while he focuses on it as a means of business (or so he tells himself) he is currently also practicing in the art of lancing so that he can be--what he considers--useful and, personally, attempting to prove himself to Halone and his father as well.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights or being caught in the rain<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others/his father<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians, dragons and heretics<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gardening skills + research<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Cleaning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Training<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meal related recipes (breakfast, lunch, dinner) rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he refuses to recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Unhealthily keeping things bottled up<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold; though this doesn't mean he likes it<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is usually hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. While he is small in stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone; it is a slight shade darker. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings. His tail is rather long with a very thick, fluffy texture to it. When highly upset Eir'a will hold it tightly to himself for comfort (though by the way he holds it too tightly or wrings it from worry to really be used for 'comfort').<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. While some of his own developed personality may shine through, most of his decisions are often--if not always--based on the ideals he believes others have towards him. This leads him to have an odd balance of self loathing but high standards for himself, such expectations set so high that he can't possibly reach them, resulting in a feeling of failure. He hates to admit it but deep down Eir'a finds himself coveting those with strong personalities, believing he might have none at all. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Elezens and Hyurs the standards of high class (due to where he lived and coming to the conclusion on his own as a child), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presence of women of that race rather than men, taught at a young age that they were territorial and often rude, uncivilized people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not what he was taught (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own race.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : &lt;b&gt;The Beginning&lt;/b&gt;<br /> :<br /> :There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native beasts roaming the land. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, keeping him safe while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the Houses to discuss the matte, hoping to gain their support--along with a few resources-- to raise the child. After enough coxing, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city. No one was to know lest the two face repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensitive person to raise a child. Not only that but the man, being a Temple Knight, was often needed to perform his duties meaning most of his time was not spent at home. Eir'a, an outsider growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other good intentioned but misguided parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and is still met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> :&lt;b&gt;Living behind closed windows, the Calamity, and the opening of the door&lt;/b&gt;<br /> :<br /> : 13 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and naturally more comfortable with the night than those native to the land, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by the very few who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that permanently swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Of course he was heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life. Nevertheless Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life it was difficult for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers plus a blossomed eagerness to experience the newly introduced world, he managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help protect and bring life to those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> :&lt;b&gt;The Ampadoor Keep Incident&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. The final straw was [ insert death bit blah balh] Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive [change in time line]. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 19, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does hold emotional and loyal attachment to it, more importantly his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;I hear he uses the droppin's from that dodo of his to help his garden grow...ain't sanitary is it? Should he be doin' that if he plans on preparin' meals afterwards?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's dedicated and brave for someone so young. There's something innocent and endearing about his eagerness to serve his nation, even if that nation would not readily accept him.&quot; -- [[Tiergan Vashir]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father ; adopted)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Some things may change here and there. Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who is still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being secretly raised in Ishgard, completely out of sight, only to be smuggled back out two years ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite the unhealthy levels of negativity directed at himself, he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. His deepest wish is to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa; the Bistro Fork Inn a precursor and test to see if he could handle such a thing. Eir'a believes this to be a vapid dream though so, while he focuses on it as a means of business (or so he tells himself) he is currently also practicing in the art of lancing so that he can be--what he considers--useful and, personally, attempting to prove himself to Halone and his father as well.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights or being caught in the rain<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others/his father<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians, dragons and heretics<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gardening skills + research<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Cleaning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Training<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meal related recipes (breakfast, lunch, dinner) rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he refuses to recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Unhealthily keeping things bottled up<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold; though this doesn't mean he likes it<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is usually hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. While he is small in stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone; it is a slight shade darker. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings. His tail is rather long with a very thick, fluffy texture to it. When highly upset Eir'a will hold it tightly to himself for comfort (though by the way he holds it too tightly or wrings it from worry to really be used for 'comfort').<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. While some of his own developed personality may shine through, most of his decisions are often--if not always--based on the ideals he believes others have towards him. This leads him to have an odd balance of self loathing but high standards for himself, such expectations set so high that he can't possibly reach them, resulting in a feeling of failure. He hates to admit it but deep down Eir'a finds himself coveting those with strong personalities, believing he might have none at all. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Elezens and Hyurs the standards of high class (due to where he lived and coming to the conclusion on his own as a child), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presence of women of that race rather than men, taught at a young age that they were territorial and often rude, uncivilized people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not what he was taught (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own race.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : &lt;b&gt;The Beginning&lt;/b&gt;<br /> :There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native beasts roaming the land. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, keeping him safe while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the Houses to discuss the matte, hoping to gain their support--along with a few resources-- to raise the child. After enough coxing, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city. No one was to know lest the two face repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensitive person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided (with good intentions) parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and is still met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and naturally more comfortable with the night than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers plus a blossomed eagerness to experience the newly introduced world, he managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. The final straw was [ insert death bit blah balh] Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive [change in time line]. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 19, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does hold emotional and loyal attachment to it, more importantly his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;I hear he uses the droppin's from that dodo of his to help his garden grow...ain't sanitary is it? Should he be doin' that if he plans on preparin' meals afterwards?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's dedicated and brave for someone so young. There's something innocent and endearing about his eagerness to serve his nation, even if that nation would not readily accept him.&quot; -- [[Tiergan Vashir]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father ; adopted)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Some things may change here and there. Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out two years ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite his unhealthy levels of negativity directed at himself though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. His deepest wish is to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa; the Bistro Fork Inn a precursor and test to see if he could handle such a thing. Eir'a believes this to be a vapid dream though so, while he focuses on it as a means of business (or so he tells himself) he is currently also practicing in the art of lancing so that he can be--what he considers--useful and, personally, attempting to prove himself to Halone and his father as well.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights or being caught in the rain<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others/his father<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gardening skills + research<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Cleaning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Training<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meal related recipes (breakfast, lunch, dinner) rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Unhealthily keeping things bottled up<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold; though this doesn't mean he likes it<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is usually hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. While he is small in stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone; it is a slight shade darker. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings. His tail is rather long with a very long hair, fluffy texture to it. When highly upset Eir'a will hold it tightly to himself for comfort (though he'll hold it too tightly or wring it form worry to really be used for 'comfort').<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. While some of his own developed personality may shine through, most of his decisions are often--if not always--based on the ideals he believes others have towards him. This leads him to have an odd balance of self loathing but high standards for himself, such expectations set so high that he can't possibly reach them, resulting in a feeling of failure. He hates to admit it but deep down Eir'a finds himself coveting those with strong personalities, believing he might have none at all. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived and coming to the conclusion on his own as a child), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presence of women of that race rather than men, taught at a young age that they were territorial and often rude, uncivilized people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own race.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, after a traumatic ‘failure’ in the art of conjury that he peronally blames himself for, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of general and spiritual progress. With the Dravanian attacks on Ishgard as well he's begun to apply himself to the class more seriously than before, hoping to lend his aid to the only home he knew.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native beasts roaming the land. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the Houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensitive person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided (with good intentions) parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and is still met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and naturally more comfortable with the night than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers plus a blossomed eagerness to experience the newly introduced world, he managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. The final straw was [ insert death bit blah balh] Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive [change in time line]. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 19, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does hold emotional and loyal attachment to it, more importantly his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;I hear he uses the droppin's from that dodo of his to help his garden grow...ain't sanitary is it? Should he be doin' that if he plans on preparin' meals afterwards?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father ; adopted)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Some things may change here and there. Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out two years ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite his unhealthy levels of negativity directed at himself though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. His deepest wish is to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa; the Bistro Fork Inn a precursor and test to see if he could handle such a thing. Eir'a believes this to be a vapid dream though so, while he focuses on it as a means of business (or so he tells himself) he is currently also practicing in the art of lancing so that he can be--what he considers--useful and, personally, attempting to prove himself to Halone and his father as well.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights or being caught in the rain<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gardening skills and research<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is usually hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. While he is small in stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone; it is a slight shade darker. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings. His tail is rather long with a very long hair, fluffy texture to it. When highly upset Eir'a will hold it tightly to himself for comfort (though he'll hold it too tightly or wring it form worry to really be used for 'comfort').<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. While some of his own developed personality may shine through, most of his decisions are often--if not always--based on the ideals he believes others have towards him. This leads him to have an odd balance of self loathing but high standards for himself, such expectations set so high that he can't possibly reach them, resulting in a feeling of failure. He hates to admit it but deep down Eir'a finds himself coveting those with strong personalities, believing he might have none at all. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived and coming to the conclusion on his own as a child), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presence of women of that race rather than men, taught at a young age that they were territorial and often rude, uncivilized people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own race.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, after a traumatic ‘failure’ in the art of conjury that he peronally blames himself for, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of general and spiritual progress. With the Dravanian attacks on Ishgard as well he's begun to apply himself to the class more seriously than before, hoping to lend his aid to the only home he knew.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native beasts roaming the land. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the Houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensitive person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided (with good intentions) parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and is still met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and naturally more comfortable with the night than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers plus a blossomed eagerness to experience the newly introduced world, he managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. The final straw was [ insert death bit blah balh] Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive [change in time line]. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 19, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does hold emotional and loyal attachment to it, more importantly his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;I hear he uses the droppin's from that dodo of his to help his garden grow...ain't sanitary is it? Should he be doin' that if he plans on preparin' meals afterwards?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father ; adopted)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Some things may change here and there. Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out two years ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite his unhealthy levels of negativity directed at himself though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. His deepest wish is to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa; the Bistro Fork Inn a precursor and test to see if he could handle such a thing. Eir'a believes this to be a vapid dream though so, while he focuses on it as a means of business (or so he tells himself) he is currently also practicing in the art of lancing so that he can be--what he considers--useful and, personally, attempting to prove himself to Halone and his father as well.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is usually hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. While he is small in stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone; it is a slight shade darker. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings. His tail is rather long with a very long hair, fluffy texture to it. When highly upset Eir'a will hold it tightly to himself for comfort (though he'll hold it too tightly or wring it form worry to really be used for 'comfort').<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. While some of his own developed personality may shine through, most of his decisions are often--if not always--based on the ideals he believes others have towards him. This leads him to have an odd balance of self loathing but high standards for himself, such expectations set so high that he can't possibly reach them, resulting in a feeling of failure. He hates to admit it but deep down Eir'a finds himself coveting those with strong personalities, believing he might have none at all. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived and coming to the conclusion on his own as a child), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presence of women of that race rather than men, taught at a young age that they were territorial and often rude, uncivilized people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own race.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, after a traumatic ‘failure’ in the art of conjury that he peronally blames himself for, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of general and spiritual progress. With the Dravanian attacks on Ishgard as well he's begun to apply himself to the class more seriously than before, hoping to lend his aid to the only home he knew.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native beasts roaming the land. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the Houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensitive person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided (with good intentions) parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and is still met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and naturally more comfortable with the night than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers plus a blossomed eagerness to experience the newly introduced world, he managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. The final straw was [ insert death bit blah balh] Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive [change in time line]. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 19, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does hold emotional and loyal attachment to it, more importantly his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father ; adopted)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Some things may change here and there. Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out a year ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite his unhealthy levels of negativity directed at himself though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. His deepest wish is to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa; the Bistro Fork Inn a precursor and test to see if he could handle such a thing. Eir'a believes this to be a vapid dream though so, while he focuses on it as a means of business (or so he tells himself) he is currently also practicing in the art of lancing so that he can be--what he considers--useful and, personally, attempting to prove himself to Halone and his father as well.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is usually hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. While he is small in stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone; it is a slight shade darker. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings. His tail is rather long with a very long hair, fluffy texture to it. When highly upset Eir'a will hold it tightly to himself for comfort (though he'll hold it too tightly or wring it form worry to really be used for 'comfort').<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. While some of his own developed personality may shine through, most of his decisions are often--if not always--based on the ideals he believes others have towards him. This leads him to have an odd balance of self loathing but high standards for himself, such expectations set so high that he can't possibly reach them, resulting in a feeling of failure. He hates to admit it but deep down Eir'a finds himself coveting those with strong personalities, believing he might have none at all. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived and coming to the conclusion on his own as a child), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presence of women of that race rather than men, taught at a young age that they were territorial and often rude, uncivilized people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own race.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, after a traumatic ‘failure’ in the art of conjury that he peronally blames himself for, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of general and spiritual progress. With the Dravanian attacks on Ishgard as well he's begun to apply himself to the class more seriously than before, hoping to lend his aid to the only home he knew.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native beasts roaming the land. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the Houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensitive person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided (with good intentions) parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and is still met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and naturally more comfortable with the night than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers plus a blossomed eagerness to experience the newly introduced world, he managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. The final straw was [ insert death bit blah balh] Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive [change in time line]. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 19, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does hold emotional and loyal attachment to it, more importantly his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father ; adopted)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Some things may change here and there. Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out a year ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite his unhealthy levels of negativity directed at himself though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. His deepest wish is to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa; the Bistro Fork Inn a precursor and test to see if he could handle such a thing. Eir'a believes this to be a vapid dream though so, while he focuses on it as a means of business (or so he tells himself) he is currently also practicing in the art of lancing so that he can be--what he considers--useful and, personally, attempting to prove himself to Halone as well.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is usually hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. While he is small in stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone; it is a slight shade darker. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings. His tail is rather long with a very long hair, fluffy texture to it. When highly upset Eir'a will hold it tightly to himself for comfort (though he'll hold it too tightly or wring it form worry to really be used for 'comfort').<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. While some of his own developed personality may shine through, most of his decisions are often--if not always--based on the ideals he believes others have towards him. This leads him to have an odd balance of self loathing but high standards for himself, such expectations set so high that he can't possibly reach them, resulting in a feeling of failure. He hates to admit it but deep down Eir'a finds himself coveting those with strong personalities, believing he might have none at all. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived and coming to the conclusion on his own as a child), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presence of women of that race rather than men, taught at a young age that they were territorial and often rude, uncivilized people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own race.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, after a traumatic ‘failure’ in the art of conjury that he blames himself for and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of spiritual and general progress. With the Dravanian attacks on Ishgard as well he's begun to apply himself to the class more seriously than before, hoping to lend his aid to the only home he knew.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face the repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensative person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and was often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 14 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and able to stay up later in the nights than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 18, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 19<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out a year ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite this though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. He wishes to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa but at the moment is testing himself with a bed-and-breakfast like inn along with training to become a lancer for personal reasons.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presense of women of that race rather than men, taught as a child that they were territorial and often beastial people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own kind.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of spiritual and general progress. <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face the repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensative person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and was often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 14 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and able to stay up later in the nights than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 18, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out a year ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite this though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. He wishes to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa but at the moment is testing himself with a bed-and-breakfast like inn along with training to become a lancer for personal reasons.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presense of women of that race rather than men, taught as a child that they were territorial and often beastial people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own kind.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of spiritual and general progress. <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face the repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensative person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and was often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 14 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and able to stay up later in the nights than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 18, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te male who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out a year ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite this though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. He wishes to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa but at the moment is testing himself with a bed-and-breakfast like inn along with training to become a lancer for personal reasons.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#abb2b7;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#c8d0c2;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#dedbc3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fff5d0;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presense of women of that race rather than men, taught as a child that they were territorial and often beastial people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own kind.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of spiritual and general progress. <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face the repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensative person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and was often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 14 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and able to stay up later in the nights than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 18, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te man who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out a year ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite this though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. He wishes to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa but at the moment is testing himself with a bed-and-breakfast like inn along with training to become a lancer for personal reasons.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #abb2b7;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c8d0c2;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #dedbc3;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fff5d0;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presense of women of that race rather than men, taught as a child that they were territorial and often beastial people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own kind.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of spiritual and general progress. <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face the repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensative person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and was often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 14 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and able to stay up later in the nights than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 18, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #abb2b7;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c8d0c2;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #dedbc3;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #fff5d0;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Eir'a (pronounced AIR-ah) is a young miqo'te man who's still trying to discover himself and the world that he's steadily becoming more accustomed with. After years of being kept out of sight in Ishgard and only smuggled back out a year ago, he has much to learn about Eorzea, living on his own and just who he is/what he wants out of life. <br /> <br /> :Due to his lack of social interaction, being brought up on radical beliefs, the constant fear of being discovered and a strict upbringing, he's developed into a rather skittish, people pleasing individual with a lack of self worth. Despite this though he has a strong moral and belief code that he rarely ever wavers from, making it both a strong positive and--in certain situations or with certain individuals--negative attribute. He wishes to one day run a café somewhere in Limsa Lominsa but at the moment is testing himself with a bed-and-breakfast like inn along with training to become a lancer for personal reasons.<br /> <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Empty hearths<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Eels/eel pie<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. Miqo'tes are still a race fairly unfamiliar with him but he finds himself more comfortable in the presense of women of that race rather than men, taught as a child that they were territorial and often beastial people. While he's met many men of his own kin at this point and has learned they are not like this at all (at least as a collective) there still lingers a slight fear and prejudice against his own kind.<br /> <br /> :As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of spiritual and general progress. <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city under his coat. While successful in their trickery, Gervannant's loyalty to his home was too strong to just leave it at that, requesting a private hearing with a few members of the houses to discuss the matter and gain a blessing of some sort to raise the child. After a very hard struggle, Eir'a was allowed to stay but it was decided he was to be raised completely out of sight from the rest of the city lest the two face the repercussions.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most sensative person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop if they were found out). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other misguided parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves the loosest form of father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and was often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 14 years passed for the two. Eir'a was taught to be a worthy follower of Halone and, after showing skills in calligraphy, was encouraged to become a scribe so as to keep the long-ago promise of being a useful member of Ishgard. Being a Keeper of the Moon and able to stay up later in the nights than the others, the boy was assigned the job at age 11, working in the dark hours of the night illuminating various holy scripts commissioned to him by only those who knew of his presence. It was a lonely job--in an already lonely life--but it granted him time to at least still interact with his father when the man returned from his shifts. This was his life; uneventful and generally boring, only shaken up by the sudden event of the Calamity and the chill that swept his homeland. It wasn't until he had turned 17 when Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--from his father that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> :Now 18, it wasn't long after that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father. He is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=94733 2015-06-02T08:30:45Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of spiritual and general progress. <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;What's with his chocobo having a girl's name? Boy realizes we only have males running around these lands, right?&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=94732 2015-06-02T08:28:17Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for what he considers a lack of spiritual and general progress. <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=87305 2015-04-22T04:38:20Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> * He's strangely talented at the Moogle's Paw crane machine <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6 = Relations<br /> | stat_6_value = [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86991 2015-04-21T03:32:42Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6_= Relations<br /> | stat_6_value= [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> | stat_6_=Relations<br /> | stat_6_value= [[Gervannant Holmen]] (Father [adopted])<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Sweet kid, I've gotten rather fond of him. While he's amusing to watch in a state of flustered panic, I must admit that underneath all that cantankerous nervousness is a very hardworking and caring individual. I can't wait to see what becomes of him...No, literally, I can't wait. I hope I live long enough to see him bloom.&quot; -- [[Wyra'li Polaali]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Wyra%27li_Polaali&diff=86989 2015-04-21T03:28:33Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Wyra'li Polaali<br /> | image = <br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;A charming bard with a heart of crystal.&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Revenant's Toll<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 25<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Homosexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Mercenary and Crafter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 6 ilms / 139 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = None<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is always under construction.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : For a miqo'te with a crystal buried deep in his chest, Wyra'li Polaali has managed to remain unfathomably jovial. Despite the fact that he's probably carrying the means of his own demise within his sternum, Wyra'li has somehow managed to keep himself up on his feet and traveling the width and breadth of Eorzea, telling jokes and earning laughs wherever he manages to find work and accommodations. After all, he knew naught else but his family trade, loaning himself out to hard work and fair pay for the sake of survival as he moved from one job to another, moving ever farther and farther away from Revenant's Toll, his home. In an effort to sever ties to his family, who had left him for dead the moment they laid their eyes upon him, speared onto a javelin of crystal, he made every effort to make himself scarce. Not only that, but he found it easier to breathe, nonetheless function, the greater the distance he put between himself and areas of great aetheric activity. Unfortunately, though, his travels from one caravan to another has been justifiably suspended thanks to the inevitable growth of the crystal. Unable to bear the thought of his former trading company pitying him or coddling him as he succumbed to the effects of the crystal, Wyra'li fled to the farthest reaches of the Outer La Noscea, fearing that he would end up like those wandering the bowels of Pharos Sirus. Fortunately though, some of the friends that he had made from his journeys were not only good people but great hunters invested in his wellbeing, and they sought him out despite his every intention to evade them. They eventually discovered Wyra'li and began redoubling their efforts to try and find a way to save him from the crystal's growth before it overtook him. At the moment, he is bedridden at the Hermit's Hovel, awaiting treatment and cures from the solutions being sought by his companions and friends. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Storytelling<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Jokes, the good and the bad<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Challenges, anything to keep his mind working<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Independence<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Warm flavorful food, particularly meat and curry<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Solid food<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Laughing, he enjoys it immensely. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Groups, as in having his own place in one.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Having his ears rubbed.<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Codependence<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Pity <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Boredom<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those lacking humor<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Commitment <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being shirtless<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Liquid food<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Entertainment, both singing and dancing (when he is healthy and hale) <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Crafting, as he is a weaver and leather worker and recently adopted culinarian<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Quick thinker and risk taker<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fast on his feet and extremely dexterous <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Stubborn, determined, and proud (A holy trinity of extremely compatible yet toxic traits)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Pain tolerance (Look to the holy trinity)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Extremely sensitive to aether<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Incredibly lucky or, alternatively, incredibly unlucky<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : During his zenith, Wyra'li was a strapping young lad with muscle enough to carry cargo and perform a variety of jobs with little struggle. He had thighs that hurt to slap, and a punch that would certainly break some cartilage, but because of his wit to perform with as little energy as possible for more coin, Wyra'li spared himself the bulk that was gathered by his eldest brother, but made just as much as he with half the work. His build, as a result, remained lithe and spry up until his decline in health. Being an efficient worker, Wyra'li learned to love having his hair tied up and out of his face and keeps it up even when he sleeps, leading to funny shapes in the locks of short hair framing his cheeks. His bright turquoise hair is due to his demure father's genes, though richer in hue, and for a long time had a healthy almost luxurious sheen. With the color shared by his eyes, Wyra'li finds his color palette pleasantly balanced. Of his entire family, Wyra'li has the lightest skin tone, an overcast grey versus their stormy clouds, a trait that his mother correctly identified as being a sign of poor health.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;An idiot, but a very charming idiot. I hope he can hang in there... this realm will be a less amusing place without him.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's rather kind and outgoing, at least, as much as one in his condition can be...but he likes to joke a lot! It's fun-er, though most of his seem to just go over my head. As kind and supporting as he can be though he's very stubborn. He keeps asking for more solid meals even after I've told him multiple times such types aren't good for him in his weak state. Yet he always asks...sorry Ser Wyra'li. Not until you're better...which I pray is soon.&quot; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Moirae'wo ]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://etherelle-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Gervannant_Holmen&diff=86701 2015-04-19T08:26:45Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Gervannant Holmen<br /> | image = Gervy-butst.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Grumpy elf dad&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = The Holy See of Ishgard<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Wildwood<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 52<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Heterosexual/Asexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Temple Knight (lancer)<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = - fulms - ilms / 187 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His son<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dragons/dravians<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who talk too much or are unable to identify just when it's best not to speak (which, around him, is generally all the time)<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> :(Some information on his sister will be shared too because I don't want to make a separate RP page for her)<br /> <br /> : Born and raised in the Central Highlands of Coerthas, Gervannant Holmen lived with his widowed mother and sister, Yseulette. Despite the vast differences between the two siblings--Yseulette the friendly and supporting type and Gervannant the curt and short tempered one--the two spent much of their time together growing up, generally centered around helping to support their mother who experienced lingering depression after their father had been accused of being a heretic and plunged into Witchdrop. Though cleared of all allegations when his body underwent no transformations, the family still underwent many forms of social heckling. Such abuse left Gervannant bitter and even disgusted with his father for even gathering suspicion, causing the boy to continuously work on becoming a lancer for the Temple Knights as means to prove his own loyalty to the Holy See. Yseulette, on the other hand, took it all in stride, feeling no need to prove herself more than her father's death already had. While Gervannant worked for the city she chose to work outside the gates at Camp Dragonhead under the House of Fortemps to protect those who traveled Coerthas. While separated, the siblings continued to keep in contact through letters, sharing what events happened in their lives and the prospect of children as they grew older. Gervannant stated plainly he held no plans nor want to be anything but a bachelor--the idea of children far too irritating for him--while Yseulette openly shared her wishes to have a child. The chance almost occurred for her after she married a fellow Fortemps guard but the possibility was taken away after a miscarriage and the death of her husband shortly thereafter. But one more chance appeared.<br /> <br /> : Hearing about a caravan of a dozen infected orphans that would be in need of a chaperone to protect on their journey to Warmwine Sanitorium, Yseulette took to the offer, writing to her brother that it would give her the opportunity to interact with children more to see if she really was ready to become a mother. And, if all went well, perhaps this would give her the chance to even bond with one of the orphans and eventually adopt them. Only a day after receiving the letter did Gervannant get a notice about his sister's death. During the beginning of their travels towards Gridania, an ogre known as Gargamelle came out and attacked the caravan, Yseulette doing all she could to fight the beast off. Despite her attempts the woman was killed and the children consumed, some even carried away for a later snack. The event would later be so charmingly known as the Bellyful Incident. After identifying what was left of her body and burying the body there was no more talk nor thought from him about his sister, wishing to simply move on.<br /> <br /> : A decade later on a particularly cold, snowy winter's day, Gervannant found himself posted outside the Gates of Judgement to check the perimeters with a fellow knight. A massacre of a miqo'te clan was found in the snow, to which Gervannant ordered the other to get a wagon so as to carry and dispose the bodies elsewhere as a means to keep the attraction of mobs from their city's gates. While the other man was gone though, Gervannat not only came across fresh aevis tracks in the snow but also a child hidden in the roots of a dead, uprooted tree. After recovering from the shock of there even being a survivor, especially a child at that, Gervannant's mind was struck with two choices: send the child off to Gridania with the chance it could be attacked in similar fashion to what caused his sister's death or risk persecution by taking the child in himself. Heavy with guilt at the idea of willingly putting the child in a situation all too familiar to him and partially guided by the wishes his sister once had, Gervannant decided to make what he considered the first decision he had ever not fully thought out. Concealing the boy under the coat covering his armor, the elezen excused himself to his returning comrade, stating he needed to give the evidence of dragons being nearby the gates to higher-ups immedietly. With that he smuggled the child to his home before shortly going off to do exactly what he had used as an excuse. Upon returning, he was able to get the boy's name, all he was told was 'Eir'a.' <br /> <br /> : Of course, being far too loyal to his home and admittedly fearing the persecution his father had once undergone, Gervannant's faith in raising an outsider in complete secrecy quickly crumbled. He requested a private hearing to turn himself in and attempt to defend, if not request to continue performing his original goal. Initial reactions were strongly against the idea, some even accusing the temple knight for being just like his father, but upon bringing up enough counter arguments and points--the boy's age allowed him no identity just yet so it was possible to raise him under the teachings of Halone, his survival right outside their gates could have possibly been a sign by the Fury herself, and his race allowed him to stay up later at night which could, in the future, be useful to them somehow--managed to gain enough favor to grant his wish. Whether he believed all that he spouted is uncertain but, ordered to keep the boy completely out of sight, never to interact with anyone aside Gervannant while in the city and figuring out a means of making the boy useful in the future, he was allowed to return home to his new ward. <br /> <br /> :Such a promise was a difficult one to keep. Personality wise, Gervannant himself was already a horrible candidate as a parent, often not knowing how to properly deal with situations surrounding Eir'a, not being able to spend time with him due to his work and even unintentionally piling up insecurities on the boy. Not only that but guilt slowly began to creep in the man's mind, realizing if keeping a child locked in from the world around him was actually such a good idea, initial good intentions or not. Yet, having only each other and getting through the struggles to understand one another, the two were able to form the loosest sense of a father-son bond. Even with his busy schedule the man did his best to make time to raise Eir'a into as much of a respectable, intelligent young man as he could. Not all his intents were of pure intent though, occasionally forcing his son to learn certain subjects--such as calligraphy--as a means to develop talents that could help fulfill the promise he had made to the higher houses. Luckily, this plan had managed to work, giving Eir'a the job to become a scribe at the age of 11, allowing him to be out of sight and taking advantage of his nature's more nocturnal traits.<br /> <br /> : By the time his son had become 17 though, Gervannant felt it necessary to get his son out of Ishgard. Seeing Eir'a become the anxious,self doubting man he had become, the knight knew such traits were of his doing along with his environment. It was time he get away from all of this and get the chance to actually live a life. Thusly, with a heavy heart, he sent for the boy to be taken out of the city--all his more noticeable traits (ears, tail, markings, teeth) concealed from those chaperoning him. <br /> <br /> : What's happened since to the man is unclear at the time being.<br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * The first time Gervannant began to develop guilt over his decision is also the prominent memory the two share where they recall actually having fun together; during the Starlight Festival. The day the memory occurred though is the same day Gervannant was forced to be more strict about keeping Eir'a out of sight<br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: He will most likely never be able to express his true feelings coherently (mostly because he assumes the boy should know) but Gervannant deeply cares for his son. While he has no idea how the miqo'te is doing now that he's left Ishgard, Gervannant only hopes he's experiencing all he can and enjoying it. He holds a lot of guilt towards the boy, only realizing the folly of his decision to raise him out of sight far too late. He feels should Eir'a ever develop a grudge against him that it would only be completely understandable. <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Gervannant_Holmen&diff=86698 2015-04-19T07:38:57Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Gervannant Holmen<br /> | image = Gervy-butst.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Grumpy elf dad&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = The Holy See of Ishgard<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Wildwood<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 52<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Heterosexual/Asexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Temple Knight (lancer)<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = - fulms - ilms / 187 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His son<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dragons/dravians<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who talk too much or are unable to identify just when it's best not to speak (which, around him, is generally all the time)<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> :(Some information on his sister will be shared too because I don't want to make a separate RP page for her)<br /> <br /> : Born and raised in the Central Highlands of Coerthas, Gervannant Holmen lived with his widowed mother and sister, Yseulette. Despite the vast differences between the two siblings--Yseulette the friendly and supporting type and Gervannant the curt and short tempered one--the two spent much of their time together growing up, generally centered around helping to support their mother who experienced lingering depression after their father had been accused of being a heretic and plunged into Witchdrop. Though cleared of all allegations when his body underwent no transformations, the family still underwent many forms of social heckling. Such abuse left Gervannant bitter and even disgusted with his father for even gathering suspicion, causing the boy to continuously work on becoming a lancer for the Temple Knights as means to prove his own loyalty to the Holy See. Yseulette, on the other hand, took it all in stride, feeling no need to prove herself more than her father's death already had. While Gervannant worked for the city she chose to work outside the gates at Camp Dragonhead under the House of Fortemps to protect those who traveled Coerthas. While separated, the siblings continued to keep in contact through letters, sharing what events happened in their lives and the prospect of children as they grew older. Gervannant stated plainly he held no plans nor want to be anything but a bachelor--the idea of children far too irritating for him--while Yseulette openly shared her wishes to have a child. The chance almost occurred for her after she married a fellow Fortemps guard but the possibility was taken away after a miscarriage and the death of her husband shortly thereafter. But one more chance appeared.<br /> <br /> : Hearing about a caravan of a dozen infected orphans that would be in need of a chaperone to protect on their journey to Warmwine Sanitorium, Yseulette took to the offer, writing to her brother that it would give her the opportunity to interact with children more to see if she really was ready to become a mother. And, if all went well, perhaps this would give her the chance to even bond with one of the orphans and eventually adopt them. Only a day after receiving the letter did Gervannant get a notice about his sister's death. During the beginning of their travels towards Gridania, an ogre known as Gargamelle came out and attacked the caravan, Yseulette doing all she could to fight the beast off. Despite her attempts the woman was killed and the children consumed, some even carried away for a later snack. The event would later be so charmingly known as the Bellyful Incident. After identifying what was left of her body and burying the body there was no more talk nor thought from him about his sister, wishing to simply move on.<br /> <br /> : A decade later on a particularly cold, snowy winter's day, Gervannant found himself posted outside the Gates of Judgement to check the perimeters with a fellow knight. A massacre of a miqo'te clan was found in the snow, to which Gervannant ordered the other to get a wagon so as to carry and dispose the bodies elsewhere as a means to keep the attraction of mobs from their city's gates. While the other man was gone though, Gervannat not only came across fresh aevis tracks in the snow but also a child hidden in the roots of a dead, uprooted tree. After recovering from the shock of there even being a survivor, especially a child at that, Gervannant's mind was struck with two choices: send the child off to Gridania with the chance it could be attacked in similar fashion to what caused his sister's death or risk persecution by taking the child in himself. Heavy with guilt at the idea of willingly putting the child in a situation all too familiar to him and partially guided by the wishes his sister once had, Gervannant decided to make what he considered the first decision he had ever not fully thought out. Concealing the boy under the coat covering his armor,When asking for the boy's name, all he was told was 'Eir'a.' <br /> <br /> : , Gervannant's loyalty to the city and stubbornness to avoid the persecution his father had undergone got the better of him, leading him to request a private <br /> <br /> :<br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * The first time Gervannant began to develop guilt over his decision is also the prominent memory the two share where they remember having fun together. During the yearly Starlight Festival, Eir'a (around the age of 8) grew curious about what was going on but refused to bring it up, scared his father would reprimand him for it. Feeling sympathy towards and suddenly realizing just how many experiences he was withholding from his adoptive son, Gervannant decided to <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: He will most likely never be able to express his true feelings coherently (mostly because he assumes the boy should know) but Gervannant deeply cares for his son. While he has no idea how the miqo'te is doing now that he's left Ishgard, Gervannant only hopes he's experiencing all he can and enjoying it. He holds a lot of guilt towards the boy, only realizing the folly of his decision to raise him out of sight far too late. He feels should Eir'a ever develop a grudge against him that it would only be completely understandable. <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Gervannant_Holmen&diff=86692 2015-04-19T06:51:51Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Gervannant Holmen<br /> | image = Gervy-butst.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Grumpy elf dad&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = The Holy See of Ishgard<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Wildwood<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 52<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Heterosexual/Asexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Temple Knight (lancer)<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = - fulms - ilms / 187 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His son<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dragons/dravians<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who talk too much or are unable to identify just when it's best not to speak (which, around him, is generally all the time)<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> :(Some information on his sister will be shared too because I don't want to make a separate RP page for her)<br /> <br /> : Born and raised in the Central Highlands of Coerthas, Gervannant Holmen lived with his widowed mother and sister, Yseulette. Despite the vast differences between the two siblings--Yseulette the friendly and supporting type and Gervannant the curt and short tempered one--the two spent much of their time together growing up, generally centered around helping to support their mother who experienced lingering depression after their father had been accused of being a heretic and plunged into Witchdrop. Though cleared of all allegations when his body underwent no transformations, the family still underwent many forms of social heckling. Such abuse left Gervannant bitter and even disgusted with his father for even gathering suspicion, causing the boy to continuously work on becoming a lancer for the Temple Knights as means to prove his own loyalty to the Holy See. Yseulette, on the other hand, took it all in stride, feeling no need to prove herself more than her father's death already had. While Gervannant worked for the city she chose to work outside the gates at Camp Dragonhead under the House of Fortemps to protect those who traveled Coerthas. While separated, the siblings continued to keep in contact through letters, sharing what events happened in their lives and the prospect of children as they grew older. Gervannant stated plainly he held no plans nor want to be anything but a bachelor--the idea of children far too irritating for him--while Yseulette openly shared her wishes to have a child. The chance almost occurred for her after she married a fellow Fortemps guard but the possibility was taken away after a miscarriage and the death of her husband shortly thereafter. But one more chance appeared.<br /> <br /> : Hearing about a caravan of a dozen infected orphans that would be in need of a chaperone to protect on their journey to Warmwine Sanitorium, Yseulette took to the offer, writing to her brother that it would give her the opportunity to interact with children more to see if she really was ready to become a mother. And, if all went well, perhaps this would give her the chance to even bond with one of the orphans and eventually adopt them. Only a day after receiving the letter did Gervannant get a notice about his sister's death. During the beginning of their travels towards Gridania, an ogre known as Gargamelle came out and attacked the caravan, Yseulette doing all she could to fight the beast off. Despite her attempts the woman was killed and the children consumed, some even carried away for a later snack. The event would later be so charmingly known as the Bellyful Incident. After identifying what was left of her body and burying the body there was no more talk nor thought from him about his sister, wishing to simply move on.<br /> <br /> : A decade later on a particularly cold, snowy winter's day, Gervannant found himself posted outside the Gates of Judgement to check the perimeters with a fellow knight. A massacre of a miqo'te clan was found in the snow, to which Gervannant ordered the other to get a wagon so as to carry and dispose the bodies elsewhere as a means to keep the attraction of mobs from their city's gates. While the other man was gone though, Gervannat came across a child hidden in the roots of a dead, uprooted tree. After recovering from the shock of there even being a survivor, especially a child at that, Gervannant's mind was struck with two choices: send the child off to Gridania with the chance it could be attacked in similar fashion to what caused his sister's death or risk persecution by taking the child in himself. Heavy with guilt at the idea of willingly putting the child in a situation that When asking for the boy's name, all he was told was 'Eir'a.' <br /> <br /> : , Gervannant's loyalty to the city and stubbornness to avoid the persecution his father had undergone got the better of him, leading him to request a private <br /> <br /> :<br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: He will most likely never be able to express his true feelings coherently (mostly because he assumes the boy should know) but Gervannant deeply cares for his son. While he has no idea how the miqo'te is doing now that he's left Ishgard, Gervannant only hopes he's experiencing all he can and enjoying it. He holds a lot of guilt towards the boy, only realizing the folly of his decision to raise him out of sight far too late. He feels should Eir'a ever develop a grudge against him that it would only be completely understandable. <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86691 2015-04-19T06:42:17Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 3, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Gervannant_Holmen&diff=86690 2015-04-19T06:33:00Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Gervannant Holmen<br /> | image = Gervy-butst.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Grumpy elf dad&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = The Holy See of Ishgard<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Wildwood<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 52<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Heterosexual/Asexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Temple Knight (lancer)<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = - fulms - ilms / 187 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His son<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dragons/dravians<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who talk too much or are unable to identify just when it's best not to speak (which, around him, is generally all the time)<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> :(Some information on his sister will be shared too because I don't want to make a separate RP page for her)<br /> : Born and raised in the Central Highlands of Coerthas, Gervannant Holmen lived with his widowed mother and sister, Yseulette. Despite the vast differences between the two siblings--Yseulette the friendly and supporting type and Gervannant the curt and short tempered one--the two spent much of their time together growing up, generally centered around helping to support their mother who experienced lingering depression after their father had been accused of being a heretic and plunged into Witchdrop. Though cleared of all allegations when his body underwent no transformations, the family still underwent many forms of social heckling. Such abuse left Gervannant bitter and even disgusted with his father for even gathering suspicion, causing the boy to continuously work on becoming a lancer for the Temple Knights as means to prove his own loyalty to the Holy See. Yseulette, on the other hand, took it all in stride, feeling no need to prove herself more than her father's death already had. While Gervannant worked for the city she chose to work outside the gates at Camp Dragonhead under the House of Fortemps to protect those who traveled Coerthas. While separated, the siblings continued to keep in contact through letters, sharing what events happened in their lives and the prospect of children as they grew older. Gervannant stated plainly he held no plans nor want to be anything but a bachelor--the idea of children far too irritating for him--while Yseulette openly shared her wishes to have a child. The chance almost occurred for her after she married a fellow Fortemps guard but the possibility was taken away after a miscarriage and the death of her husband shortly thereafter. But one more chance appeared.<br /> <br /> : Hearing about a caravan of a dozen infected orphans that would be in need of a chaperone to protect on their journey to Warmwine Sanitorium, Yseulette took to the offer, writing to her brother that it would give her the opportunity to interact with children more to see if she really was ready to become a mother. And, if all went well, perhaps this would give her the chance to even bond with one of the orphans and eventually adopt them. Only a day after receiving the letter did Gervannant get a notice about his sister's death. During the beginning of their travels towards Gridania, an ogre known as Gargamelle came out and attacked the caravan, Yseulette doing all she could to fight the beast off. Despite her attempts the woman was killed and the children consumed, some even carried away for a later snack. The event would later be so charmingly known as the Bellyful Incident. After identifying what was left of her body and burying the body there was no more talk nor thought from him about his sister, wishing to simply move on.<br /> <br /> : A decade later on a particularly cold, snowy winter's day, Gervannant found himself posted outside the Gates of Judgement to check the perimeters with a fellow knight. A massacre of a miqo'te clan was found in the snow, to which Gervannant ordered the other to get a wagon so as to carry and dispose the bodies elsewhere as a means to keep the attraction of mobs from their city's gates. While the other man was gone though, Gervannat came across a child hidden in the roots of a dead, uprooted tree. After recovering from the shock of there even being a survivor, especially a child at that, Gervannant's mind was struck with two choices: send the child off to Gridania with the chance it could be attacked in similar fashion to what caused his sister's death or risk persecution by taking the child in himself. Heavy with guilt at the idea of willingly putting the child in a situation that When asking for the boy's name, all he was told was 'Eir'a.' <br /> <br /> : , Gervannant's loyalty to the city and stubbornness to avoid the persecution his father had undergone got the better of him, leading him to request a private <br /> <br /> :<br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: He will most likely never be able to express his true feelings coherently (mostly because he assumes the boy should know) but Gervannant deeply cares for his son. While he has no idea how the miqo'te is doing now that he's left Ishgard, Gervannant only hopes he's experiencing all he can and enjoying it. He holds a lot of guilt towards the boy, only realizing the folly of his decision to raise him out of sight far too late. He feels should Eir'a ever develop a grudge against him that it would only be completely understandable. <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86687 2015-04-19T06:11:55Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: /* Appearance &amp; Personality */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is a complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 4, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: /* Appearance &amp; Personality */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. The only trait left over from his original clan are the golden tattooed markings on both sides of his face, connecting downwards from the sloping pattern of his miqo'te markings.<br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is an complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 4, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Gervannant_Holmen&diff=86685 2015-04-19T06:03:18Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Gervannant Holmen<br /> | image = Gervy-butst.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Grumpy elf dad&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = The Holy See of Ishgard<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Wildwood<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 52<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Heterosexual/Asexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Temple Knight (lancer)<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = - fulms - ilms / 187 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His son<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dragons/dravians<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who talk too much or are unable to identify just when it's best not to speak (which, around him, is generally all the time)<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> :(Some information on his sister will be shared too because I don't want to make a separate RP page for her)<br /> : Born and raised in the Central Highlands of Coerthas, Gervannant Holmen lived with his widowed mother and sister, Yseulette. Despite the vast differences between the two siblings--Yseulette the friendly and supporting type and Gervannant the curt and short tempered one--the two spent much of their time together growing up, generally centered around helping to support their mother who experienced lingering depression after their father had been accused of being a heretic and plunged into Witchdrop. Though cleared of all allegations when his body underwent no transformations, the family still underwent many forms of social heckling. Such abuse left Gervannant bitter and even disgusted with his father for even gathering suspicion, causing the boy to continuously work on becoming a lancer for the Temple Knights as means to prove his own loyalty to the Holy See. Yseulette, on the other hand, took it all in stride, feeling no need to prove herself more than her father's death already had. While Gervannant worked for the city she chose to work outside the gates at Camp Dragonhead under the House of Fortemps to protect those who traveled Coerthas. While separated, the siblings continued to keep in contact through letters, sharing what events happened in their lives and the prospect of children as they grew older. Gervannant stated plainly he held no plans nor want to be anything but a bachelor--the idea of children far too irritating for him--while Yseulette openly shared her wishes to have a child. The chance almost occurred for her after she married a fellow Fortemps guard but the possibility was taken away after a miscarriage and the death of her husband shortly thereafter. But one more chance appeared.<br /> <br /> : Hearing about a caravan of a dozen infected orphans that would be in need of a chaperone to protect on their journey to Warmwine Sanitorium, Yseulette took to the offer, writing to her brother that it would give her the opportunity to interact with children more to see if she really was ready to become a mother. And, if all went well, perhaps this would give her the chance to even bond with one of the orphans and eventually adopt them. Only a day after receiving the letter did Gervannant get a notice about his sister's death. During the beginning of their travels towards Gridania, an ogre known as Gargamelle came out and attacked the caravan, Yseulette doing all she could to fight the beast off. Despite her attempts the woman was killed and the children consumed, some even carried away for a later snack. The event would later be so charmingly known as the Bellyful Incident. After identifying what was left of her body and burying the body there was no more talk nor thought from him about his sister, wishing to simply move on.<br /> <br /> : A decade later on a particularly cold, snowy winter's day, Gervannant found himself posted outside the Gates of Judgement to check the perimeters with a fellow knight. A massacre of a miqo'te clan was found in the snow, to which Gervannant ordered the other to get a wagon so as to carry and dispose the bodies elsewhere as a means to keep the attraction of mobs from their city's gates. While the other man was gone though, Gervannat came across a child hidden in the roots of a dead, uprooted tree. When asking for the boy's name, all he was told was 'Eir'a.' <br /> <br /> : , Gervannant's loyalty to the city and stubbornness to avoid the persecution his father had undergone got the better of him, leading him to request a private <br /> <br /> :<br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: He will most likely never be able to express his true feelings coherently (mostly because he assumes the boy should know) but Gervannant deeply cares for his son. While he has no idea how the miqo'te is doing now that he's left Ishgard, Gervannant only hopes he's experiencing all he can and enjoying it. He holds a lot of guilt towards the boy, only realizing the folly of his decision to raise him out of sight far too late. He feels should Eir'a ever develop a grudge against him that it would only be completely understandable. <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Gervannant_Holmen&diff=86684 2015-04-19T06:02:47Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Gervannant Holmen<br /> | image = Gervy-butst.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;A man who really shouldn't have been a dad but tried&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = The Holy See of Ishgard<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Wildwood<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 52<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Heterosexual/Asexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Temple Knight (lancer)<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = - fulms - ilms / 187 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His son<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dragons/dravians<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who talk too much or are unable to identify just when it's best not to speak (which, around him, is generally all the time)<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> :(Some information on his sister will be shared too because I don't want to make a separate RP page for her)<br /> : Born and raised in the Central Highlands of Coerthas, Gervannant Holmen lived with his widowed mother and sister, Yseulette. Despite the vast differences between the two siblings--Yseulette the friendly and supporting type and Gervannant the curt and short tempered one--the two spent much of their time together growing up, generally centered around helping to support their mother who experienced lingering depression after their father had been accused of being a heretic and plunged into Witchdrop. Though cleared of all allegations when his body underwent no transformations, the family still underwent many forms of social heckling. Such abuse left Gervannant bitter and even disgusted with his father for even gathering suspicion, causing the boy to continuously work on becoming a lancer for the Temple Knights as means to prove his own loyalty to the Holy See. Yseulette, on the other hand, took it all in stride, feeling no need to prove herself more than her father's death already had. While Gervannant worked for the city she chose to work outside the gates at Camp Dragonhead under the House of Fortemps to protect those who traveled Coerthas. While separated, the siblings continued to keep in contact through letters, sharing what events happened in their lives and the prospect of children as they grew older. Gervannant stated plainly he held no plans nor want to be anything but a bachelor--the idea of children far too irritating for him--while Yseulette openly shared her wishes to have a child. The chance almost occurred for her after she married a fellow Fortemps guard but the possibility was taken away after a miscarriage and the death of her husband shortly thereafter. But one more chance appeared.<br /> <br /> : Hearing about a caravan of a dozen infected orphans that would be in need of a chaperone to protect on their journey to Warmwine Sanitorium, Yseulette took to the offer, writing to her brother that it would give her the opportunity to interact with children more to see if she really was ready to become a mother. And, if all went well, perhaps this would give her the chance to even bond with one of the orphans and eventually adopt them. Only a day after receiving the letter did Gervannant get a notice about his sister's death. During the beginning of their travels towards Gridania, an ogre known as Gargamelle came out and attacked the caravan, Yseulette doing all she could to fight the beast off. Despite her attempts the woman was killed and the children consumed, some even carried away for a later snack. The event would later be so charmingly known as the Bellyful Incident. After identifying what was left of her body and burying the body there was no more talk nor thought from him about his sister, wishing to simply move on.<br /> <br /> : A decade later on a particularly cold, snowy winter's day, Gervannant found himself posted outside the Gates of Judgement to check the perimeters with a fellow knight. A massacre of a miqo'te clan was found in the snow, to which Gervannant ordered the other to get a wagon so as to carry and dispose the bodies elsewhere as a means to keep the attraction of mobs from their city's gates. While the other man was gone though, Gervannat came across a child hidden in the roots of a dead, uprooted tree. When asking for the boy's name, all he was told was 'Eir'a.' <br /> <br /> : , Gervannant's loyalty to the city and stubbornness to avoid the persecution his father had undergone got the better of him, leading him to request a private <br /> <br /> :<br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: He will most likely never be able to express his true feelings coherently (mostly because he assumes the boy should know) but Gervannant deeply cares for his son. While he has no idea how the miqo'te is doing now that he's left Ishgard, Gervannant only hopes he's experiencing all he can and enjoying it. He holds a lot of guilt towards the boy, only realizing the folly of his decision to raise him out of sight far too late. He feels should Eir'a ever develop a grudge against him that it would only be completely understandable. <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Gervannant_Holmen&diff=86683 2015-04-19T06:01:38Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: Created page with &quot; {{Infobox-character | name = Gervannant Holmen | image = Gervy-butst.png | imagewidth = 247 | caption = &quot;A man who really shouldn't have been a dad but tried&quot; | gender = Male...&quot;</p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Gervannant Holmen<br /> | image = Gervy-butst.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;A man who really shouldn't have been a dad but tried&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = The Holy See of Ishgard<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Wildwood<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 52<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Heterosexual/Asexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Temple Knight (lancer)<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = - fulms - ilms / 187 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His son<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dragons/dravians<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who talk too much or are unable to identify just when it's best not to speak (which, around him, is generally all the time)<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> :(Some information on his sister will be shared too because I don't want to make a separate RP page for her)<br /> : Born and raised in the Central Highlands of Coerthas, Gervannant Holmen lived with his widowed mother and sister, Yseulette. Despite the vast differences between the two siblings--Yseulette the friendly and supporting type and Gervannant the curt and short tempered one--the two spent much of their time together growing up, generally centered around helping to support their mother who experienced lingering depression after their father had been accused of being a heretic and plunged into Witchdrop. Though cleared of all allegations when his body underwent no transformations, the family still underwent many forms of social heckling. Such abuse left Gervannant bitter and even disgusted with his father for even gathering suspicion, causing the boy to continuously work on becoming a lancer for the Temple Knights as means to prove his own loyalty to the Holy See. Yseulette, on the other hand, took it all in stride, feeling no need to prove herself more than her father's death already had. While Gervannant worked for the city she chose to work outside the gates at Camp Dragonhead under the House of Fortemps to protect those who traveled Coerthas. While separated, the siblings continued to keep in contact through letters, sharing what events happened in their lives and the prospect of children as they grew older. Gervannant stated plainly he held no plans nor want to be anything but a bachelor--the idea of children far too irritating for him--while Yseulette openly shared her wishes to have a child. The chance almost occurred for her after she married a fellow Fortemps guard but the possibility was taken away after a miscarriage and the death of her husband shortly thereafter. But one more chance appeared.<br /> <br /> : Hearing about a caravan of a dozen infected orphans that would be in need of a chaperone to protect on their journey to Warmwine Sanitorium, Yseulette took to the offer, writing to her brother that it would give her the opportunity to interact with children more to see if she really was ready to become a mother. And, if all went well, perhaps this would give her the chance to even bond with one of the orphans and eventually adopt them. Only a day after receiving the letter did Gervannant get a notice about his sister's death. During the beginning of their travels towards Gridania, an ogre known as Gargamelle came out and attacked the caravan, Yseulette doing all she could to fight the beast off. Despite her attempts the woman was killed and the children consumed, some even carried away for a later snack. The event would later be so charmingly known as the Bellyful Incident. After identifying what was left of her body and burying the body there was no more talk nor thought from him about his sister, wishing to simply move on.<br /> <br /> : A decade later on a particularly cold, snowy winter's day, Gervannant found himself posted outside the Gates of Judgement to check the perimeters with a fellow knight. A massacre of a miqo'te clan was found in the snow, to which Gervannant ordered the other to get a wagon so as to carry and dispose the bodies elsewhere as a means to keep the attraction of mobs from their city's gates. While the other man was gone though, Gervannat came across a child hidden in the roots of a dead, uprooted tree. When asking for the boy's name, all he was told was 'Eir'a.' <br /> <br /> : , Gervannant's loyalty to the city and stubbornness to avoid the persecution his father had undergone got the better of him, leading him to request a private <br /> <br /> :<br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #330033;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: He will most likely never be able to express his true feelings coherently (mostly because he assumes the boy should know) but Gervannant deeply cares for his son. While he has no idea how the miqo'te is doing now that he's left Ishgard, Gervannant only hopes he's experiencing all he can and enjoying it. He holds a lot of guilt towards the boy, only realizing the folly of his decision to raise him out of sight far too late. He feels should Eir'a ever develop a grudge against him that it would only be completely understandable. <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #66cccc;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://etherelle-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86675 2015-04-19T04:53:02Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. <br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is an complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 4, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Gervy-butst.png&diff=86673 2015-04-19T04:47:11Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: A grumpy elf dad</p> <hr /> <div>A grumpy elf dad</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86672 2015-04-19T04:33:17Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. <br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is an complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 4, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Best I've eaten in my whole life -- working with Eir'a. He lets me eat the burnt stuff he wont serve to customers. He's good in my book.&quot; -- [[Marlon'to Menai]] <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Gervannant Holmen]]: Eir'a feels like he owes his father a great sum for taking him in and wants nothing but to make his father proud and prove his worth despite being a miqo'te. Because the man is fairly hard to read, Eir'a isn't quite sure where they stand with each other nor does he want to assume that Gervannant might love him like a father would his actual son. The fact Gervannant allowed him to stay in his home for as long as he did is enough to make the boy content and he treasures the gifts and special moments each shared in the past, as few as they were. He hopes the man has not perished in the recent attacks against Ishgard. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Marlon%27to_Menai&diff=86671 2015-04-19T04:22:16Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Marlon'to Menai<br /> | image = MarlonRPC.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Grumpy cat with magitek legs.&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 27<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Bisexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Engineer<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 7 ilms / 170 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = None<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is always under construction.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Marlon has a problem. He’s desperately and unfortunately infatuated with Garlean technology. How convenient then that he has nearly two full legs of the stuff - yes, he thinks so too. The engineer has a fascination for Garlean and Allagan technology, as well as a morbid curiosity for organic anatomy. The miqo'te stubbornly persists with his research, despite his curiosity for Garlean engineering costing him his legs, and commonly takes very risky or less than savory methods to acquire materials and information. He's not hesitant to deal with the criminal underground or shady sources, though far from experienced at the dealings. He uses his legs as an intimidation factor, and will generally rely on them to get him out of tricky situations. Despite his hot blood and spicy temper, he was raised respectfully and will do his best to behave in the presence of others. Presently, Marlon'to works at the Bistro Fork Inn as a ill-suited waiter in order to earn room and board. He tries, but he’s ultimately just not that charismatic or good with people. He attempts to make up for it by doing his best to not scare away customers and doing the occasional handywork around the inn. They allow him the basement to work on his… whims, and generally turn a blind eye to whatever he builds or drags down there. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Garlean/Allagan technology (obviously)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Burnt or heavily crisped foods<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Ambition in others<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Challenges, unpredictability<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Working at night<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Cold crisp air and cloudy skies<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Scalp/ear massages<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk; extremely social situations<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rain and excessive water<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Interruptions<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Authority<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Limiting yourself <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Unintelligence<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hot weather, high noon<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Mechanical Engineering<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Stomping his way through most rough situations<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Creative problem solving (when he can't stomp)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Pain tolerance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being a general stubborn ass<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Surprisingly enough, empathy and sensitivity, though doesn't always know exactly what to do with it.<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Flaws''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Obeying rules<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His short temper can flare suddenly and quickly<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Cares little for his heritage or culture<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Often neglects his health and wellbeing, unless it involves his legs - which he keeps in immaculate condition<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Lacks real combat training<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : On the mid to taller side for a Miqo'te, Marlon'to is broad shouldered and muscled from carrying and working with heavy machinery, and his skin is often marked with bruises and injuries. Due to the ceruleum coursing through his magitek legs, the keeper is incapable of accepting aetheric healing, and thus resorts to first aid to mend his wounds. His pale hair frames large sleepy, dark eyes, which usually read of one to many nights up late and working. A sharp prominent nose leads down to thin lips, usually curled down at the corners in an unapproachable glaze. His claws are long and sharpened, which he justifies as necessary to help him work with manipulating smaller pieces of tech, but might just be for intimidation too. <br /> <br /> : While sometimes aloof and socially awkward, Marlon actually does enjoy the company of others, he’s just not that great at showing it, often choosing to watch instead of participate in conversations. What confidence he has in engineering and combat, he completely lacks in the art of socializing — he quickly flusters and becomes speechless. No witty banter or clever quips from this guy. Marlon attaches strongly to few, but once he does he is fiercely protective, and will anger very quickly if he feels they are threatened. He is very perceptive and sensitive to emotions and the behavior of those around him, and can learn to pick up on small clues that reveal others' feelings. Far from experienced at using these observations, however, he's often at a loss at how to make others feel better, and will often settle for just being silently present, in hopes that his companionship helps.<br /> <br /> : He has limited patience for unintelligence, but values cleverness and wisdom over book smarts. In fact he sometimes finds people with an overabundant amount of knowledge with no practical application frivolous and spacey. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Marlon grew up in a family of thinkers and tinkerers in the forests along the borders of Coerthas and North Shroud. The middle son to two brilliant sisters, Marlon was constantly challenged through his formative years. Many MANY hours went into the study of his craft - needing desperately to prove his cleverness to his siblings - but seldom little into socializing or other necessary skills. Unsurprisingly, a family of hermits raised a hermit, and Marlon'to grew to be an introvert who values his times of solitude. <br /> <br /> : Never feeling quite so clever as his elder sister, whom he looked up to immensely, Marlon eventually resorted to more shady, desperate deeds to obtain knowledge and compete, despite his sibling’s disapproval. Not morally opposed to taking a seedy job, theft, or experimenting on cadavers, Marlon turned to more extreme methods to study what fascinated him most — Garlean tech. Now, he and his older sister butt heads constantly, and their relationship has soured. She considers him a morally adrift scoundrel, and even worse, a poor influence on their younger sister. He left his family to escape judgement, and to his surprise his younger sibling followed. He cherishes her support, but unfortunately it drove even deeper lines between him and his family, as they blame him for her delinquency. <br /> <br /> : As the two ventured out on their own, they continued their studies together, trying to push the boundaries of engineering. His younger sister was eventually courted by an underground Limsan syndicate, and she joined their ranks. Not meshing well with authority, Marlon'to turned down their involvement, but was glad to see his sibling taken care of. They parted ways, and Marlon continued floating about from job to job, too engrossed in his own personal projects to hold steady employment for very long. He used nearly all earnings he received to trade for pieces of whatever Garlean equipment he could get his hands on. Ultimately, when he became unsatisfied with the damaged rubbish that he could buy off of adventurers, he started sneaking into Garlean camps and ultimately strongholds to filch what he could. He became surprisingly good at it, and even made somewhat superficial friendships with the guards he could bribe to let him in. However his overconfidence led to his eventual discovery and the event that led to losing his legs. <br /> <br /> : Finally having their hands on the little miqo’te pain in the ass that had been swiping their technology over the past years, they were not blind to the irony as they cruelly fitted him with magitek legs. Before their full plans for punishment could be realized however, one of the Imperial guards he had befriended took pity upon him and aided in his escape. He speaks details of the whole event rarely, and if he does, it's to a rare, close few. <br /> <br /> : One would think that this would be the end of Marlon’s obsession for raiding Garlean fortresses, but he’s a stubborn cat. No longer suited for sneaking around with his heavy footsteps, he instead leads parties of adventurers into Garlean territory as a Warrior, forcibly taking whatever interests him. Recently he has taken up residency at the Bistro Fork Inn, where they allow him the basement to continue his research. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * Terrible at dressing himself. Hells, he might be colorblind.<br /> * Marlon'to's voice is fairly low and he speaks somewhat slowly, almost sleepily -- unless really mad, where he flusters and sputters easily. <br /> * His Garlean legs are actually fairly lightweight and don't add much to his overall bodyweight. If anything they actually make him lighter. <br /> * His legs are water-resistant, but not water-proof. He can stomp around in a pond or shallow water briefly, and a few hours in rain are fine, but complete waterlogging would damage and render them useless.<br /> * He's made all sorts of modifications and adjustments to his legs, including hidden blades and maybe extra compartments to hide snacks in. <br /> * His recklessness commonly gets him in trouble and into scraps. It's hard to tell if he likes it and seeks it out, or if he honestly just can't help it. <br /> * He prefers the cold now due to the implants, which run at a higher average temperature than his body, especially when under duress. <br /> * The legs are detachable for maintenance and rest. When detached, a small cap or 'threshold' is left at the ends of what remains of his legs. It is this section that the legs attach to when they are reattached.<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ffbc9b;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Doesn't talk much when I see him. Just looks tired and irritated all the time.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ffbc9b;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Oh, he works at that one new inn in the Mists. He's kind and soft spoken enough, but he seems rather out of place doesn't he?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ffbc9b;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He use ta pay me well for what I could find near th' Castrums. Still does if I find somethin' whole enough.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ffbc9b;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's kinda cute if you flirt with 'im - don't expect a guy like that to handle it so poorly.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fe935d;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't get in a fight with that one, he stomped my friend's foot like it was nothing.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fe935d;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Naw, you can take him easy. Just take out the troublemaker's legs. He's all bark and intimidation - no real skill at all.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fe935d;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kinda creepy, ain't he? I see him around the mortuary often, can't imagine what business the man has there.&quot; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;You got a dead body? He'll buy it off ya. Don't ask me what he does with them, I stay out of that.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#f55b47;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Marlone's work performance is exceptional, the best I've ever had! Well, admittedly I've never had anyone work under me before, but he does his job and even eats the food that accidentally gets burnt here and there (not that I burn my food often)! Needless to say, I do wish I knew what he did in the basement though. It's rude to pry into other's personal hobbies of course but...&quot; --[[Eir'a Holmen]]<br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Ratio Menai: Marlon'to's younger sister, the only of his immediate family that he still commonly associates with. The two were close as they grew up, despite their 6 year age difference. Ratio and Marlon'to share common practicalities and points of view on engineering and knowledge acquisition, despite their older sibling's vocal disapproval. Marlon'to sometimes worries he's a bad influence for his younger, but Ratio can commonly be colder and more pragmatic than he, and he considers her mind more sharp than his own.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]: Strangely enough, Marlon'to purchased the Hyur as a cadaver to study and work on — however upon closer inspection he discovered he was not entirely dead yet. The engineer chose to nurse the unfortunate boy back to health, and the not-quite-dead-yet Deakkov and him became quick friends to solid companions. Marlon'to is currently confused about how he feels for the Hyur, waffling between attraction and brotherly love. However it is very clear that Deakkov is quite important to him.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Teld're Eska'aldren]]: The two met by chance, and since the two miqo'te have had a volatile chemistry, littered with equal amounts of arguments and fights as thoughtful and genuine discussions. Marlon cannot easily deny his attraction for the young fighter, despite his stubborn reluctance to admit he's charmed. The blonde knows how to ruffle his feathers and get his blood heated, but can also be genuinely kind and thoughtful, and he is truly touched by Teld're's offerings to help. He finds him both intriguing and confusing -- a puzzle he'd like to glimpse more facets of. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: An inpatient at the Bistro Fork, Marlon'to was quickly charmed by the sick bard's cheerfulness and sense of humor. He finds him pleasant company, if not more, and is growing to care a great deal about him - leading him to fret about the miqo'te's current health. He would go to great lengths to help.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: The owner of the Bistro Fork, Eir'a and Marlon'to have not interacted too much beyond what's necessary for his employment, though he does appreciate the keeper's generosity and understanding, especially concerning his work. Eir'a gives him a place to work and generally lets him go unquestioned and undisturbed, so he does what he can to make sure he stays in the man's good graces. If someone was bothering or stressing Eir'a, Marlon would not hesitate to aggressively show them out or stalk them down an alley until they got paranoid and left.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Tiergan Vashir]]: Only meeting the gladiator very briefly, Tiergan was kind enough to invite him in and offer him food and drink. He knows little about him, but finds him pleasant and interesting.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Staelufre Lysmerl]]: Marlon'to is still embarrassed that Staelufre's first impression of him is getting punched in the stomach and fried with an electric current, debilitating him for the rest of the fight. He appreciates Staelufre's intervention, and admires her skill and sharp instincts. Slightly intimidated, as he senses Teld're and Staelufre are from a world of much more experienced and deadly fighters. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Ranirus Crithalos]]: The miqo'te responsible for said electric punch to the stomach. He feels frustration and anger for him for drawing weapons against Teld're, but feels like he's in a poor place to judge since he's also picked fights with his friend. He finds him unpredictable and curious. Sympathetic. Conflicted with protective ferocity for Teld're and a genuine sympathy for the keeper.<br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> File:MarlontoMenai001.jpg|Grumpy cat maintenance<br /> File:MarlontoMenai002.jpg|Sketch<br /> File:MarlontoMenai003.jpg|Garlean leg reference<br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://marlon-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Marlon%27to_Menai&diff=86670 2015-04-19T04:20:33Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: Rumors :}</p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Marlon'to Menai<br /> | image = MarlonRPC.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Grumpy cat with magitek legs.&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 27<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Bisexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Engineer<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 7 ilms / 170 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = None<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is always under construction.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Marlon has a problem. He’s desperately and unfortunately infatuated with Garlean technology. How convenient then that he has nearly two full legs of the stuff - yes, he thinks so too. The engineer has a fascination for Garlean and Allagan technology, as well as a morbid curiosity for organic anatomy. The miqo'te stubbornly persists with his research, despite his curiosity for Garlean engineering costing him his legs, and commonly takes very risky or less than savory methods to acquire materials and information. He's not hesitant to deal with the criminal underground or shady sources, though far from experienced at the dealings. He uses his legs as an intimidation factor, and will generally rely on them to get him out of tricky situations. Despite his hot blood and spicy temper, he was raised respectfully and will do his best to behave in the presence of others. Presently, Marlon'to works at the Bistro Fork Inn as a ill-suited waiter in order to earn room and board. He tries, but he’s ultimately just not that charismatic or good with people. He attempts to make up for it by doing his best to not scare away customers and doing the occasional handywork around the inn. They allow him the basement to work on his… whims, and generally turn a blind eye to whatever he builds or drags down there. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Garlean/Allagan technology (obviously)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Burnt or heavily crisped foods<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Ambition in others<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Challenges, unpredictability<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Working at night<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Cold crisp air and cloudy skies<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Scalp/ear massages<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk; extremely social situations<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rain and excessive water<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Interruptions<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Authority<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Limiting yourself <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Unintelligence<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hot weather, high noon<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Mechanical Engineering<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Stomping his way through most rough situations<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Creative problem solving (when he can't stomp)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Pain tolerance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being a general stubborn ass<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Surprisingly enough, empathy and sensitivity, though doesn't always know exactly what to do with it.<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Flaws''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Obeying rules<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His short temper can flare suddenly and quickly<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Cares little for his heritage or culture<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Often neglects his health and wellbeing, unless it involves his legs - which he keeps in immaculate condition<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Lacks real combat training<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : On the mid to taller side for a Miqo'te, Marlon'to is broad shouldered and muscled from carrying and working with heavy machinery, and his skin is often marked with bruises and injuries. Due to the ceruleum coursing through his magitek legs, the keeper is incapable of accepting aetheric healing, and thus resorts to first aid to mend his wounds. His pale hair frames large sleepy, dark eyes, which usually read of one to many nights up late and working. A sharp prominent nose leads down to thin lips, usually curled down at the corners in an unapproachable glaze. His claws are long and sharpened, which he justifies as necessary to help him work with manipulating smaller pieces of tech, but might just be for intimidation too. <br /> <br /> : While sometimes aloof and socially awkward, Marlon actually does enjoy the company of others, he’s just not that great at showing it, often choosing to watch instead of participate in conversations. What confidence he has in engineering and combat, he completely lacks in the art of socializing — he quickly flusters and becomes speechless. No witty banter or clever quips from this guy. Marlon attaches strongly to few, but once he does he is fiercely protective, and will anger very quickly if he feels they are threatened. He is very perceptive and sensitive to emotions and the behavior of those around him, and can learn to pick up on small clues that reveal others' feelings. Far from experienced at using these observations, however, he's often at a loss at how to make others feel better, and will often settle for just being silently present, in hopes that his companionship helps.<br /> <br /> : He has limited patience for unintelligence, but values cleverness and wisdom over book smarts. In fact he sometimes finds people with an overabundant amount of knowledge with no practical application frivolous and spacey. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Marlon grew up in a family of thinkers and tinkerers in the forests along the borders of Coerthas and North Shroud. The middle son to two brilliant sisters, Marlon was constantly challenged through his formative years. Many MANY hours went into the study of his craft - needing desperately to prove his cleverness to his siblings - but seldom little into socializing or other necessary skills. Unsurprisingly, a family of hermits raised a hermit, and Marlon'to grew to be an introvert who values his times of solitude. <br /> <br /> : Never feeling quite so clever as his elder sister, whom he looked up to immensely, Marlon eventually resorted to more shady, desperate deeds to obtain knowledge and compete, despite his sibling’s disapproval. Not morally opposed to taking a seedy job, theft, or experimenting on cadavers, Marlon turned to more extreme methods to study what fascinated him most — Garlean tech. Now, he and his older sister butt heads constantly, and their relationship has soured. She considers him a morally adrift scoundrel, and even worse, a poor influence on their younger sister. He left his family to escape judgement, and to his surprise his younger sibling followed. He cherishes her support, but unfortunately it drove even deeper lines between him and his family, as they blame him for her delinquency. <br /> <br /> : As the two ventured out on their own, they continued their studies together, trying to push the boundaries of engineering. His younger sister was eventually courted by an underground Limsan syndicate, and she joined their ranks. Not meshing well with authority, Marlon'to turned down their involvement, but was glad to see his sibling taken care of. They parted ways, and Marlon continued floating about from job to job, too engrossed in his own personal projects to hold steady employment for very long. He used nearly all earnings he received to trade for pieces of whatever Garlean equipment he could get his hands on. Ultimately, when he became unsatisfied with the damaged rubbish that he could buy off of adventurers, he started sneaking into Garlean camps and ultimately strongholds to filch what he could. He became surprisingly good at it, and even made somewhat superficial friendships with the guards he could bribe to let him in. However his overconfidence led to his eventual discovery and the event that led to losing his legs. <br /> <br /> : Finally having their hands on the little miqo’te pain in the ass that had been swiping their technology over the past years, they were not blind to the irony as they cruelly fitted him with magitek legs. Before their full plans for punishment could be realized however, one of the Imperial guards he had befriended took pity upon him and aided in his escape. He speaks details of the whole event rarely, and if he does, it's to a rare, close few. <br /> <br /> : One would think that this would be the end of Marlon’s obsession for raiding Garlean fortresses, but he’s a stubborn cat. No longer suited for sneaking around with his heavy footsteps, he instead leads parties of adventurers into Garlean territory as a Warrior, forcibly taking whatever interests him. Recently he has taken up residency at the Bistro Fork Inn, where they allow him the basement to continue his research. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * Terrible at dressing himself. Hells, he might be colorblind.<br /> * Marlon'to's voice is fairly low and he speaks somewhat slowly, almost sleepily -- unless really mad, where he flusters and sputters easily. <br /> * His Garlean legs are actually fairly lightweight and don't add much to his overall bodyweight. If anything they actually make him lighter. <br /> * His legs are water-resistant, but not water-proof. He can stomp around in a pond or shallow water briefly, and a few hours in rain are fine, but complete waterlogging would damage and render them useless.<br /> * He's made all sorts of modifications and adjustments to his legs, including hidden blades and maybe extra compartments to hide snacks in. <br /> * His recklessness commonly gets him in trouble and into scraps. It's hard to tell if he likes it and seeks it out, or if he honestly just can't help it. <br /> * He prefers the cold now due to the implants, which run at a higher average temperature than his body, especially when under duress. <br /> * The legs are detachable for maintenance and rest. When detached, a small cap or 'threshold' is left at the ends of what remains of his legs. It is this section that the legs attach to when they are reattached.<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ffbc9b;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Doesn't talk much when I see him. Just looks tired and irritated all the time.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ffbc9b;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Oh, he works at that one new inn in the Mists. He's kind and soft spoken enough, but he seems rather out of place doesn't he?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ffbc9b;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He use ta pay me well for what I could find near th' Castrums. Still does if I find somethin' whole enough.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ffbc9b;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's kinda cute if you flirt with 'im - don't expect a guy like that to handle it so poorly.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fe935d;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't get in a fight with that one, he stomped my friend's foot like it was nothing.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fe935d;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Naw, you can take him easy. Just take out the troublemaker's legs. He's all bark and intimidation - no real skill at all.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#fe935d;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kinda creepy, ain't he? I see him around the mortuary often, can't imagine what business the man has there.&quot; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;You got a dead body? He'll buy it off ya. Don't ask me what he does with them, I stay out of that.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#f55b47;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Marlone's work performance is exceptional, the best I've ever had! Well, I mean, admittedly I've never had anyone work under me before, but he does his job and even eats the food that accidentally gets burnt here and there..not that I burn my food often! Needless to say, I do wish I knew what he did in the basement though. It's rude to pry into other's personal hobbies of course but...&quot;<br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Ratio Menai: Marlon'to's younger sister, the only of his immediate family that he still commonly associates with. The two were close as they grew up, despite their 6 year age difference. Ratio and Marlon'to share common practicalities and points of view on engineering and knowledge acquisition, despite their older sibling's vocal disapproval. Marlon'to sometimes worries he's a bad influence for his younger, but Ratio can commonly be colder and more pragmatic than he, and he considers her mind more sharp than his own.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]: Strangely enough, Marlon'to purchased the Hyur as a cadaver to study and work on — however upon closer inspection he discovered he was not entirely dead yet. The engineer chose to nurse the unfortunate boy back to health, and the not-quite-dead-yet Deakkov and him became quick friends to solid companions. Marlon'to is currently confused about how he feels for the Hyur, waffling between attraction and brotherly love. However it is very clear that Deakkov is quite important to him.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Teld're Eska'aldren]]: The two met by chance, and since the two miqo'te have had a volatile chemistry, littered with equal amounts of arguments and fights as thoughtful and genuine discussions. Marlon cannot easily deny his attraction for the young fighter, despite his stubborn reluctance to admit he's charmed. The blonde knows how to ruffle his feathers and get his blood heated, but can also be genuinely kind and thoughtful, and he is truly touched by Teld're's offerings to help. He finds him both intriguing and confusing -- a puzzle he'd like to glimpse more facets of. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: An inpatient at the Bistro Fork, Marlon'to was quickly charmed by the sick bard's cheerfulness and sense of humor. He finds him pleasant company, if not more, and is growing to care a great deal about him - leading him to fret about the miqo'te's current health. He would go to great lengths to help.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Eir'a Holmen]]: The owner of the Bistro Fork, Eir'a and Marlon'to have not interacted too much beyond what's necessary for his employment, though he does appreciate the keeper's generosity and understanding, especially concerning his work. Eir'a gives him a place to work and generally lets him go unquestioned and undisturbed, so he does what he can to make sure he stays in the man's good graces. If someone was bothering or stressing Eir'a, Marlon would not hesitate to aggressively show them out or stalk them down an alley until they got paranoid and left.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Tiergan Vashir]]: Only meeting the gladiator very briefly, Tiergan was kind enough to invite him in and offer him food and drink. He knows little about him, but finds him pleasant and interesting.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Staelufre Lysmerl]]: Marlon'to is still embarrassed that Staelufre's first impression of him is getting punched in the stomach and fried with an electric current, debilitating him for the rest of the fight. He appreciates Staelufre's intervention, and admires her skill and sharp instincts. Slightly intimidated, as he senses Teld're and Staelufre are from a world of much more experienced and deadly fighters. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Ranirus Crithalos]]: The miqo'te responsible for said electric punch to the stomach. He feels frustration and anger for him for drawing weapons against Teld're, but feels like he's in a poor place to judge since he's also picked fights with his friend. He finds him unpredictable and curious. Sympathetic. Conflicted with protective ferocity for Teld're and a genuine sympathy for the keeper.<br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> File:MarlontoMenai001.jpg|Grumpy cat maintenance<br /> File:MarlontoMenai002.jpg|Sketch<br /> File:MarlontoMenai003.jpg|Garlean leg reference<br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #fb4c16;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://marlon-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86510 2015-04-18T19:45:12Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work and cleanliness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his inn<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk (whether he's part of the conversation or listening in)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Hobbies and Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. <br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is an complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 4, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Feel free to add your own! <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86509 2015-04-18T19:38:41Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: chocobo misc fact</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. <br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is an complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 4, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * He use to have a fear towards Chocobos, their size highly intimidating to him. But, after spending time with his own mount, Megane, he's come to enjoy the creatures<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Feel free to add your own! <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86499 2015-04-18T19:06:03Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: Relationship update + misc facts</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. <br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is an complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. Even if he fails completely at it, he does enjoy meeting others and learning about them, even if it means just listening on afar instead of being part of the conversation. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 4, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> <br /> :With the recent events surrounding Ishgard, Eir'a has been more anxious and emotional. While he's never considered Ishgard an actual home he does have some emotional attachment to it, more specifically his father. Unsure whether the man is safe after the first Dravian's wave of attack and unable to go out and ask about his well being, the boy is feeling more helpless and useless than ever. <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and constantly checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it. He'd rather die than lose it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the name seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * He will generally add some form of title before saying someone's name. Men are given 'ser' while women are given 'madame'. You can request him to be less formal but it may take multiple reminders before he actually gets out of the habit<br /> * Eir'a has horrible fashion sense. He may occasionally buy and/or wear something ridiculous and not realize it's just that<br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;He's always mumbling in-between his answers. I can't tell if he's crazy or insulting me under his breath.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't have someone to keep you warm at night? Try his stew. Yeah you don't get something to hold but you'll go to sleep warm, fat and happy.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Don't try hitting on him. Kid wouldn't know flirting if it came up and threw him out the door.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Feel free to add your own! <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: Considered one of his closer acquaintances, Eir'a came across Wyra after staying momentarily at a trading company. After finding him afterwards in a more sickly state, he tried to help by bringing meals to the man. Since then, Wyra has been a supporting force that has led Eir'a to create the Bistro Fork Inn. Eir'a still doesn't consider himself close with Wyra but is grateful that the man talks and sticks with him<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Jinx Fireboot]]: Perhaps the only person Eir'a feels confident enough to call 'friend'. The black mage often pushes just the right buttons to fluster Eir'a and yet the miqo'te is always pleased to run into the other. He's still unsure just what it means to be 'jinxed' but no longer feels scared at the prospect, understanding the lalafel more to know it's most likely just a joke. Maybe. Either way, Eir'a always tries to show his support for his friend.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: Still considered a stranger, Eir'a has no qualms towards his newest ward. The man keeps to himself and, when working for the inn, does his job well enough thus Eir'a views him in a very positive light. Eir'a wishes he knew just what exactly Marlon does in the basement of his inn but he hasn't seen, heard or smelled anything suspicious so, for now, he's fine not knowing. Eir'a does wish the man wouldn't stalk those who give him a hard time though (as flattering as the notion is...perhaps)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86421 2015-04-18T08:43:59Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: Bio and Misc.</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = N/A<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn. Lancer in training<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms and the cold<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Inquisitioners <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Illumination and calligraphy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; More tolerant to the cold (doesn't mean he likes it though)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : Though he often tries to keep out of sight, Eir'a is noticeably short for a male of his race. He has a small frame that is often hidden under puffy, warm clothing; generally those with turtle necks. Despite his small stature he is well toned in both his arms and legs, developed from the many gathering trips he takes to obtain ingredients used back at the inn. He has very pale skin--which easily gets burnt when exposed to the sun--with off-white hair that almost matches his skin tone. His hair is cut short with tufts of curled locks that messily seem to organize themselves in a fashionable-enough style, sporting two scruffy ears with black tips. Under a cushion of bangs one can notice his more startling feature, his violet eyes, that sit above his natural miqo'te markings and light hints of freckles that began to appear once leaving Coerthas. He has a straight nose that perks just a bit at the end. Like any Keeper of the Moon, Eir'a also has a sharp set of canines but it's rare to see them aside from when he talks. He does his best to keep them hidden from sight; perhaps a reason for his usual mumblings. <br /> <br /> : Anxious, self-deprecating and dedicated follower of Halone, Eir’a’s personality is an complete product of his upbringing. Due to the intense restraints he was put under while growing up, Eir’a has a hard time being social or at least interacting what could be considered 'normally', often apologizing far too much, speaking and addressing others too formally or acting more like a third rate citizen than an equal. He holds many insecurities but works as hard as he can in an attempt to prove himself to standards that, quite honestly, are more of a creation of his own than from anyone else. While he finds himself a lowly being, finding Hyurs and Elezens the standards of high class (due to where he lived), if ever faced with a dragon or those with dragon blood in them, his normal civil and polite behavior will be replaced with that of disgust and hostility. As of now, Eir’a was attempting to see if he could fulfill his dream of running a café by starting a small inn/bistro but, realizing his ‘failure’ in the art of conjury and no longer doing anything considered worthy in the eyes of Halone, he’s attempting to become a Lancer on the side to make up for.<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : There is not much that Eir'a remembers of the clan he once was a part of, but he remembers vividly when they were all slain in the Coerthas Highlands. At the age of 4, during one of the cruel winters that hit the land--a precursor for what was to come in the future--his family was attacked by one of the native monsters. Hidden away by his mother in the uplifted roots of a dead tree, Eir'a was kept out of sight, saving him while the others were slaughtered. It wasn't until well afterwards that he was discovered by an on-duty Ishgardian Temple Knight; Gervannant Holmen. At first, it seemed as if the elezen would alert the other knight he was on duty with about the child and send him off but, for reasons Eir'a has never discovered nor been told, the man hid and smuggled the boy into the holy city. [Insert bit about being allowed to stay blah blah] He was then raised completely out of sight from the rest of the world lest the two face the repercussions Gervannant's actions would bring should they be discovered.<br /> <br /> : Growing up was not the most enjoyable experience for both parties. Gervannant, a man who had never considered nor actively looked into being a family man, was not the warmest or most knowledgeable person to raise a child. Eir'a, an outsider now growing up in a very dangerous situation, now had to deal with the burdens of high expectations and paranoia at a very young age, not helped by Gervannant's passing statements to keep Eir'a from the temptation of letting himself be seen (such as stating those of the Inquisition could storm in at any moment and shove them both off Witchdrop). Even with the unintentional anxiety planted into his adoptive son and other terrible parental decisions, the two developed a bond between one another to the point where they could call themselves father and son. Of course, due to lack of communication, the relationship was still strained and often met with unanswered questions. <br /> <br /> : 13 years passed for the two; Eir'a kept busy through the ages of 11-17 as a hidden-away-scribe for holy scripts, and experiencing the Calamity together as well. But it had come to a point where Eir'a was given the opportunity--nay, the order--that he would be leaving Coerthas to seek his fortune. Heartbroken, taking such an announcement as his father's ways of wishing him out of his life, Eir'a was left to simply obey, leaving under heavy disguise when escorted to Gridania. For a boy who lived a practically isolated life, it was obviously hard for him to cope with his new lifestyle but, with the guidance and help of strangers, managed to find one road that captured his interest: conjury. Survivor's guilt still lingering from his childhood, Eir'a wished to take on the class that would allow him to help those around him, also hoping to become talented enough to prove himself an attribute to Halone. <br /> <br /> : Of course, with his high expectations towards himself and even higher expectations he assumed his father would have from him, while Eir'a did manage to grow an impressive amount in the art of conjury he considered his skills sub-par at best, feeling like a failure when his new skills were either not needed or only caused problems. Unsure what to do then and driven only on the need to survive, Eir'a tried his hand at the culinary arts, hoping to simply learn basic meals to keep him alive. With this though came a realization for his love towards the craft, discovering his own natural talent in the field and the peace and satisfaction it brought him. A new door opened to him, Eir'a began to dream of opening his own café. He was even granted a chance at this dream when obtaining a run down shack, which he cleaned up, and named the Bistro Fork Inn.<br /> <br /> : It wasn't shortly thereafter that Eir'a grew uncertain with his choices yet again, this time feeling his wishes to be selfish; a far stray from the original path he intended to travel. A 'failure' in white magic and a chef seeming like insults to The Fury and his father, he is now desperately trying to excel in the lancer class. Due to his shame though he often practices out of sight from his wards.<br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * His most prized possession is a rosary carved and given to him by his father. He always has it on hand and always checks for its whereabouts in fear of ever misplacing it<br /> * It was never determined just why his original family was in Coerthas to begin with or what it was that killed them (tracks suggesting aevises and snow wolves visited the death site) but the end verdict chose the dragons. Because of this--and just because of the location he was raised in--it made it easy for Eir'a to develop deep loathing towards the creatures<br /> * The name 'Bistro Fork Inn' was created by Wyra'li Polaali, claiming the word 'bistro' would make his place seem more high class and adding 'inn' would make it more coxing to weary travelers passing by. Eir'a considered this good advice at first but now often wonders if the title seems ridiculous<br /> * Eir'a is quite sure that his adoptive father does not love him BUT feels the man does/did care about his well being. While not confident that they share a true father-son bond, Eir'a does look up to his father and wishes to someday see the man again. After becoming someone more accomplished that he is now of course<br /> * Even with his devotion towards Halone, he does not agree with how those under suspicion are often dealt with in Ishgard. Because of his interaction with various religious scripts, he's developed his own view that the Fury herself is more fit to bestow punishment on non-believers and blasphemers and will do so with her own means. He does not agree with the methods Inquisitioners use as it leaves too many opportunities for errors (of course, he would never openly admit this in fear his views might be seen as disagreeing with the general belief)<br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Kid's really uptight. If a stick isn't stuck up there, he's definitely a virgin if you ask me.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;Bringing up Halone as if that means something to him, what kind of miqo'te worships such a deity? He's probably doing it for attention...&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Feel free to add your own! <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86186 2015-04-17T09:50:53Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: SEXUALITY</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Revenant's Toll<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Pansexual (?)<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is under construction! Thank you for your patience<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Feel free to add your own! <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Moirae'wo ]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

Luckyblackcatxiii https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Eir%27a_Holmen&diff=86184 2015-04-17T09:44:51Z

<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: Beginning information before I had to collapse into bed</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Eir'a Holmen<br /> | image = Eir'a Holmen 04 04 2015 02 08 36.png<br /> | imagewidth = 247<br /> | caption = &quot;Snow cat with daddy issues&quot;<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Revenant's Toll<br /> | race = Miqo'te<br /> | clan = Keeper of the Moon<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 18<br /> | stat_2 = Sexuality<br /> | stat_2_value = Bisexual<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Culinarian and owner of the Bistro Fork Inn<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 5 fulms 2 ilms / 131 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Diety <br /> | stat_5_value = Halone<br /> }}<br /> <br /> This page is always under construction.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hard work<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Discipline and/or forces that keep him focused<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The smells of cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Gathering supplies for his cooking<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowers and plants<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Silence and occasional solitude<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fishing<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Tough meat<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Small talk<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Sea air<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His pet dodo (Milon), sheep (Mint) and chocobo mount (Megane)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Rainy nights<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Generally being involved with others or the prospect of being wanted<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being useful<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Disappointing others (mostly his father)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being the center of attention or standing out<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Failure by his own hands<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Uselessness<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Long snow storms<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Dravians/dragons<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Himself<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #c1c6bb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Culinary skills, mostly dedicated to meals rather than drinks or desserts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Healing skills (though he doesn't recognize them at the time being)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; High patience levels<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; The Echo (not that he realizes he has this skill nor has it kicked into gear due to its connection with his emotions which he constantly keeps bottled up. Should he finally relax the effects will begin to slowly show themselves)<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#b3b3b3;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Endless poor self-esteem<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Known Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> <br /> : <br /> &lt;br&gt;<br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> * <br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumours''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> <br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;?&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#00ffff;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#33cccc;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; &quot;.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #c1c6bb;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Feel free to add your own! <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Current Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Sexual Desire &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest &lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love&lt;/center&gt; <br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing &lt;font style=&quot;color:#BEC3BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Neutral &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Wyra'li Polaali]]: <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Marlon'to Menai]]: <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Deakkov Penritt]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Moirae'wo ]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Altaerith Azrael]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Evinder]]:<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Aran'sae]]:<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #003366;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> : Tumblr: http://lucky-ffxiv.tumblr.com/<br /> <br /> : Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]</div>

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<p>Luckyblackcatxiii: Eir'a's general expression</p> <hr /> <div>Eir'a's general expression</div>

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