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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: &lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 48&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Haunts: With the Bastards Honor closing its doors, she seems to be staying within Gridania's forest. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:ExAbilities.jpg|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Cry.gif|center|400px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Menelwen Manor.jpg|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character Videos==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Chaotic Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Inspirations''': &lt;br /&gt;
*'''Ideal Actor''': &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<updated>2017-02-12T06:32:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: &lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 53&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Haunts: With the Bastards Honor closing its doors, she seems to be staying within Gridania's forest. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Chaotic Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<updated>2016-02-10T03:34:26Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: Corrected alignment.&lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 48&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Haunts: With the Bastards Honor closing its doors, she seems to be staying within Gridania's forest. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bought Information==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;'Wen's been blessed with a strong arm, a fast wit, and a kind heart, and when she's around, we are blessed to be near her.&amp;quot; - [[Daghbheri Himalspyr]] &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;Miss Veara is a smart and charming woman. She exudes positive influence, a loss for those who distance themselves from her.&amp;quot; - [[Alexander Stormwind]]&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
Gone, but not Forgotten. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Us. You...aren’t the only slave on this ship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Chaotic Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Favorites */&lt;/p&gt;
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| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 48&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
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* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Haunts: With the Bastards Honor closing its doors, she seems to be staying within Gridania's forest. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Rumors=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bought Information==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;'Wen's been blessed with a strong arm, a fast wit, and a kind heart, and when she's around, we are blessed to be near her.&amp;quot; - [[Daghbheri Himalspyr]] &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;Miss Veara is a smart and charming woman. She exudes positive influence, a loss for those who distance themselves from her.&amp;quot; - [[Alexander Stormwind]]&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
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| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
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* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Inspirations''': &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Personality */&lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 48&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
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* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Cry.gif|center|400px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Menelwen Manor.jpg|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Inspirations''': &lt;br /&gt;
*'''Ideal Actor''': &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<updated>2016-01-08T06:45:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Relationships */&lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 48&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:ExAbilities.jpg|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Broken Wing. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Personality */&lt;/p&gt;
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=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png| ]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
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* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
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==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Bastards Honor does not keep a proper menu much like a restaurant would. Instead, the one who prepares the majority of the food, [[Menelwen Veara|Menelwen Veara]], tries to keep a healthy balance of what fills the company stores. Needless to say, with so many mouths to feed, there are a variety of dishes that the Elezen has learned to prepare for her comrades.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
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==Meals==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Text&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065915.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065931.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Bath House==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Workshop==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Lounge==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Greenery==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Basement==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064535.png|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nl8S3yckk0w Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdpQnjfP-7g Story Telling]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcMbTg9qtNk Warmth]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cs9nNWMCOWY Bounty]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Map Table.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=148083</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=148083"/>
		<updated>2016-01-07T21:23:27Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;__NOTOC__&lt;br /&gt;
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{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;8&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;vertical-align:top&amp;quot; |&lt;br /&gt;
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=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png| ]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
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=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
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==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
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=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|right|800px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Bastards Honor does not keep a proper menu much like a restaurant would. Instead, the one who prepares the majority of the food, [[Menelwen Veara|Menelwen Veara]], tries to keep a healthy balance of what fills the company stores. Needless to say, with so many mouths to feed, there are a variety of dishes that the Elezen has learned to prepare for her comrades.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Garden&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Meals==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Text&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065915.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065931.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Bath House==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Workshop==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Lounge==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Greenery==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Basement==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064535.png|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nl8S3yckk0w Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdpQnjfP-7g Story Telling]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcMbTg9qtNk Warmth]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cs9nNWMCOWY Bounty]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Map Table.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Menelwen_Veara&amp;diff=135870</id>
		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Menelwen_Veara&amp;diff=135870"/>
		<updated>2015-11-15T07:16:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;__NOTOC__&lt;br /&gt;
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{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=Character=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 48&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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{|&lt;br /&gt;
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| &lt;br /&gt;
==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
|| &lt;br /&gt;
==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
||&lt;br /&gt;
==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
||&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
|| &lt;br /&gt;
==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:ExAbilities.jpg|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
{|&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|| &lt;br /&gt;
==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
 ||&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ''' ♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Blake Bastion|Blake Bastion]]''' -&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Rumors=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bought Information==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;'Wen's been blessed with a strong arm, a fast wit, and a kind heart, and when she's around, we are blessed to be near her.&amp;quot; - [[Daghbheri Himalspyr]] &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;Miss Veara is a smart and charming woman. She exudes positive influence, a loss for those who distance themselves from her.&amp;quot; - [[Alexander Stormwind]]&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=Background=&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 88&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
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* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
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* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ''' ♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Blake Bastion|Blake Bastion]]''' -&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Inspirations''': &lt;br /&gt;
*'''Ideal Actor''': &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<updated>2015-09-26T22:17:58Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Weapon Training */&lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 38&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
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* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Daggers, Hora, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Quarterstaves, Tome&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Cry.gif|center|400px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Menelwen Manor.jpg|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Inspirations''': &lt;br /&gt;
*'''Ideal Actor''': &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<updated>2015-09-26T22:17:14Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Crafting */&lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 38&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:ExAbilities.jpg|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Tome, Daggers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Hora, Quarterstaves, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ''' ♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Blake Bastion|Blake Bastion]]''' -&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bought Information==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;'Wen's been blessed with a strong arm, a fast wit, and a kind heart, and when she's around, we are blessed to be near her.&amp;quot; - [[Daghbheri Himalspyr]] &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;Miss Veara is a smart and charming woman. She exudes positive influence, a loss for those who distance themselves from her.&amp;quot; - [[Alexander Stormwind]]&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Us. You...aren’t the only slave on this ship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Broken Wing. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Dislikes */&lt;/p&gt;
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| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 38&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* Dishonest employers. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Tome, Daggers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Hora, Quarterstaves, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
* Goldsmith&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ''' ♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Blake Bastion|Blake Bastion]]''' -&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Rumors=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bought Information==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;'Wen's been blessed with a strong arm, a fast wit, and a kind heart, and when she's around, we are blessed to be near her.&amp;quot; - [[Daghbheri Himalspyr]] &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;Miss Veara is a smart and charming woman. She exudes positive influence, a loss for those who distance themselves from her.&amp;quot; - [[Alexander Stormwind]]&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=Background=&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 38&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
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* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
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* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the ''trade'' once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Tome, Daggers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Hora, Quarterstaves, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
* Goldsmith&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ''' ♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Blake Bastion|Blake Bastion]]''' -&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<updated>2015-09-12T06:46:05Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: &lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 38&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
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* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the slave trade once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Tome, Daggers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Hora, Quarterstaves, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
* Goldsmith&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Cry.gif|center|400px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Menelwen Manor.jpg|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Inspirations''': &lt;br /&gt;
*'''Ideal Actor''': &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<updated>2015-07-26T12:01:26Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Character */&lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 37&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = O-&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the slave trade once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Tome, Daggers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Hora, Quarterstaves, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
* Goldsmith&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ''' ♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Blake Bastion|Blake Bastion]]''' -&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bought Information==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;'Wen's been blessed with a strong arm, a fast wit, and a kind heart, and when she's around, we are blessed to be near her.&amp;quot; - [[Daghbheri Himalspyr]] &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;Miss Veara is a smart and charming woman. She exudes positive influence, a loss for those who distance themselves from her.&amp;quot; - [[Alexander Stormwind]]&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Us. You...aren’t the only slave on this ship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Broken Wing. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Friends */&lt;/p&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
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| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 37&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
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* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker. &lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the slave trade once more.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Tome, Daggers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Hora, Quarterstaves, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
* Goldsmith&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ''' ♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Blake Bastion|Blake Bastion]]''' -&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Rumors=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bought Information==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;'Wen's been blessed with a strong arm, a fast wit, and a kind heart, and when she's around, we are blessed to be near her.&amp;quot; - [[Daghbheri Himalspyr]] &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;Miss Veara is a smart and charming woman. She exudes positive influence, a loss for those who distance themselves from her.&amp;quot; - [[Alexander Stormwind]]&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=Background=&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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== Rhianna Oruissi ==&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Look, I can heal many things, but I can't cure stupidity.&amp;quot;''  &lt;br /&gt;
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Wielder of the &amp;quot;Legendary Cast Iron Frying Pan of Feminine Wrath™&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
=== General Info ===&lt;br /&gt;
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(Since I'm often asked: Rhianna's name comes from a bastardization of Rhiannon, a Celtic goddess. NOT affiliated with Rihanna the singer.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Rhianna is a skilled combat medic and alchemist who has called Ul'dah her home for the past four years. Until recently she worked in Ul'dah's infirmary, tending to the wounded and sick. When she wasn't working, she was assisting Alexander Stormwind with his research in aetherial and Allagan matters, tending to her apprentice, Ceilia Heartsong, or, in what little time she had left, assisting the refugees with food, medical assistance, and whatever other aid she could provide. &lt;br /&gt;
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Currently, she has left her position with the infirmary to spend more of her time on research. She is rarely seen outside Alexander's mansion these days, though is known to still be taking patients who require her medical expertise.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rhianna is a fair-skinned, female Hyur Midlander. She stands 5'6&amp;quot; (approx 167cm) tall and, despite being a researcher, is a fit 135 lb (62kg) from constantly being on her feet, running errands, and actively working out to maintain her physique and physical prowess.&lt;br /&gt;
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She's 38 years old, her short, dark brown hair starting to show signs of grey. Her eyes are hazel, leaning more towards green than brown. Her left eye frequently twitches when dealing with Alexander or particularly idiotic or irritating individuals. On the very rare occasions she is seen without make-up, dark circles are visible beneath her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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While she smiles easily, Rhianna usually carries herself with dignity and decorum and dresses herself as she sees appropriate to the situation, as well as her age, position, and profession. She takes obvious pride in her appearance without being vain about it. When in town, she prefers elegant or classy skirts and gowns. When working, something practical. &lt;br /&gt;
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Always hanging from her hip, or, in a fuller gown, strapped under it to her leg, is her ever-present frying pan ready to subdue unruly patients or peasants, or, simply to cook a meal.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== History ===&lt;br /&gt;
Rhianna first appeared in Ul'dah four years ago, coming in with a group of refugees, among whom were [[Alexander Stormwind]], Heavy Arms, and Ceilia Heartsong. She rarely speaks of her time before arriving in Ul'dah, including her journey as a refugee. What can be gleaned by talking to her companions and the refugees she arrived with, however, is that she was a military medic and she quickly took charge of a small, rag-tag band of refugees after the Battle of Carteneau. She tended the wounded, organized work teams, and gave them a sense of direction and purpose as they made their way to Ul'dah. Many of those she arrived with are no longer on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rhianna's own skills as a healer, as well as her persistence, quickly landed her a job in the infirmary in Ul'dah where she tended civilian and soldier alike. It wasn't long before she was able to rent a modest apartment with Ceilia as her roommate.  For the next four years she worked at the hospital, raised and mentored Ceilia, tried to alleviate the plight of the refugees, including her own band, as much as possible, and began working with Alexander.&lt;br /&gt;
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Over time, due to Alex's demands on her time day and night, she spent less and less time at home and had less time to work at the infirmary. After the injury that cost Alex his eye, Rhi quit her job at the hospital and went into Alexander's employ full-time. Her time home was non-existent as every waking hour was spent either tending him or working with him. Once Ceilia left on mission with her companion, Raniall, Rhianna moved into Alexander's home, though she still maintains the apartment as a place of quiet sanity away from her partner, as well as for Ceilia when she is in the city again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Much to Alexander's chagrin, he soon realized having Rhianna on hand at all hours to help with research and experiments didn't come without price. In quiet, stubborn retaliation, Rhianna took over his household affairs. She now manages the staff, reorganizes and decorates the house proper, and keeps the house not only neat, but, worst of all, comfortable and welcoming to guests. If that didn't irk Alexander enough, when he was injured and since, she banished all books and work from his bedroom, ensuring it's solely used for rest. &lt;br /&gt;
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Despite his protests, arguments, and threats, Rhi stood her ground, challenging him and denying his insistence to leave things be. In time, he came to realize her changes improved the efficiency and appearance of the household and all were made, ultimately, with his needs and tastes in mind. Except that damnable Carbuncle clock. Rhi's ability to counter Alexander's arguments and her refusal to back down has earned her his respect and his ear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Currently, Rhianna's still working, living, and traveling with Alexander, as well as handling his business arrangements and making some of her own. Though well-compensated for her time, Rhianna continues to practice medicine out of his home, by appointment only, and does some trade in ancient tomes.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Personality ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Depending on who you ask, Rhianna is a compassionate woman who will go to any length to help and care for people, or she is a violent, impatient, self-serving bitch who enjoys nothing more than smashing skulls with her frying pan or setting people on fire. Which view is obtained usually depends on how Rhianna was approached.&lt;br /&gt;
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Generally speaking, Rhianna is kind, patient, caring, motherly, and protective of others. She will travel great distances and put her own life on the line if she feels she can help someone.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Her benevolence is not boundless, however, and she abhors ignorance and those who waste her time. She cannot stand those who encourage misinformation or refuse to face the facts before them, and she will refuse to aid those who rush heedlessly into trouble time and again. &lt;br /&gt;
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Her bedside manner, while usually pleasant, also takes a no-nonsense approach, and she has been known to knock difficult or stubborn patients unconscious with a club or her frying pan. She reasons that she can heal the head wound just as easily as the rest of the body, which won't heal if the &amp;quot;stubborn ass&amp;quot; of a patient won't hold still anyway. If the patient is cooperative, they're often rewarded with a baked good or other sweet as a treat. &lt;br /&gt;
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Garleans and other foes frequently find themselves set on fire or introduced to her frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Affiliations &amp;amp; Relationships ===&lt;br /&gt;
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;City-state:&lt;br /&gt;
: Ul'dah, though not native to it, she has lived there for the past 4 years. Recently she has purchased a personal home in Gridania's Lavender Beds.&lt;br /&gt;
;Family:&lt;br /&gt;
: None known&lt;br /&gt;
;Romantic partners:&lt;br /&gt;
: None known. Much to Rhianna's confusion and frustration potential romantic partners in the past few years have either disappeared or started avoiding her without explanation.&lt;br /&gt;
;Friends:&lt;br /&gt;
: Rhi has a difficult time forming personal bonds with people. As such, she labels very few people as &amp;quot;friends&amp;quot;, but more often as &amp;quot;allies&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;partners&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;companions&amp;quot;, and &amp;quot;acquaintances&amp;quot;. She is friendly, kind, and generous to them, but maintains an emotional distance.&lt;br /&gt;
;Partners:&lt;br /&gt;
: '''[[Alexander Stormwind]]'''- Archmage, Magitek engineer, patient, house-mate, and business and research partner. It's rumored that their relationship is more, but Rhi has frequently denied any romantic involvement with him, decrying it as sheer insanity and more stress than it's worth.&lt;br /&gt;
;Students/Apprentices:&lt;br /&gt;
: '''[[Ceilia Heartsong]]'''- Young, shy, soft-spoken medic and Rhi's roommate for a few years. She is the closest thing to family that Rhi has. Though they are neither affectionate nor close, privately, Rhi views Ceilia as an adopted daughter, a view Ceilia does not reciprocate, though she does view Rhi as a kind mentor. Regardless, Rhianna is extremely protective of Ceilia and goes to great lengths to see to her comfort, safety, and happiness. Ceilia was part of Rhianna's group of refugees and arrived in Ul'dah with her.&lt;br /&gt;
;Allies:&lt;br /&gt;
: '''[[Menelwen Veara]]'''- Introduced to Rhi via Dogberry on their Primal hunting excursions&lt;br /&gt;
: '''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr]]'''- A roegadyn privateer &amp;amp; businessman. Acquirer of ancient artifacts and from magitek legs to ship &amp;amp; crew, a pet project of Alexander's. Where once she had great respect for Dogberry, much of that has been lost due to recent events. While she still maintains a civil and working relationship with him, she now views him with mistrust.&lt;br /&gt;
: '''Heavy Arms'''- A young roegadyn pugilist with aspirations of becoming a weaponsmaster. He arrived in the same refugee group as Rhi did.  He has a strong bond with Alexander, acts as &amp;quot;big brother&amp;quot; to Ceilia. Rhi's accepted him in the same way as she has Ceilia. Heavy holds her at a distance, however, but that doesn't prevent her from seeing to his safety, comfort, and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
: '''Raniall Lightstone'''- A young hyur soldier from Ul'dah whom Rhianna and Ceilia have known since moving to Ul'dah. His patience and compassion for Ceilia has formed a deep friendship and won Rhi's approval. Raniall has a standing invitation to dinner at Rhi's, and now Alexander's home.&lt;br /&gt;
: '''Heartsong Tailchaser'''- A broken-headed mi'qote &amp;amp; Torial's mate, being taught to read by Rhianna. She's the equivalent of a cat and a 5 year old child's mind in a 23-year-old mi'qote's body, and while Rhi finds it annoying, she understand the trauma Tailchaser's gone through and tolerates her antics. Child of neglectful scholar parents, Tailchaser also finds Alexander Stormwind's aloofness reminiscent of her father and desperately seeks his approval.&lt;br /&gt;
: '''Torial Rakkinwyll'''- Formerly of the Sultansworn, he requested permission to become a Free Paladin to have the freedom to do what he feels is necessary to protect Ul'dah and his Sultana. He met Rhianna when she was a medic in the infirmary and they've since been aiding each other with favors and information.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== PC Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;She's a brilliant woman with a strong heart, quick wit, and one hell of an arm with a frying pan. It's a miracle that she puts up with [[Alexander Stormwind | Stormwind's]] antics, and a wonder of how she hasn't buried the man herself yet.&amp;quot; - [[Menelwen Veara]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Alexander_Stormwind&amp;diff=106395</id>
		<title>Alexander Stormwind</title>
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		<updated>2015-07-25T07:59:45Z</updated>

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==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
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===General=== &lt;br /&gt;
Alexander Stormwind is a man of means, power, and prestige and he wants everyone to know it. Though he is officially listed as a refugee, Alexander does not concern himself with the plight of those who he supposedly arrived with and cares not for the people. To him, people are tools to be used until they are of no more use to him. Not surprisingly, his wealth has earned him a comfortable and private living in the city of Ul'dah, something he has used to great effect as he spends countless hours in his home researching and studying.&lt;br /&gt;
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His associate (and rumored more) Rhianna Oruissi is his companion, providing research support as well as managing the day-to-day affairs of their home. She is also generally the only one who can keep Alexander otherwise in line, and considers it her duty to the rest of the world to keep the man in check.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Alexander looks every bit a man in his 50's. Whitening and grey streaks color his black hair and visible lines are starting to appear on his face, adding to his already dour appearance. The corners of his mouth show visible signs of constant anger and distress, as to the increasingly deep divots in his skin where his eyebrows meet, indicating a regularly sour disposition. His face is extremely pale, likely from his endless, sunless, hours toiling away in his laboratory or study.&lt;br /&gt;
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His eyes are a dark violet, though upon closer inspection one would likely notice that the left eye does not act and twitch like a real one, because it is not. The left eye is a glass fake, and though offers to upgrade it or replace it have been offered, Alexander often simply replies with a curt &amp;quot;No.&amp;quot; and ends the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alexander dresses in robes and garments which help maintain his wealth and power. A student of the Allagan Empire and the aether, much of his clothing is custom made to include ways which will enhance his own aetheric abilities. &lt;br /&gt;
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Despite all his pomp and bluster though, Alexander is still getting on in his age and that age is starting to catch up with him. He is always seen with one ornate staff or another which serve as both a focus point as well as a walking stick. He will often have to lean against this staff for support after long periods of standing or use it to support him while taking long walks. &lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
If you ask anyone who knows Alexander they'll all tell you the same thing. That he is an angry and compulsive individual who would rather incinerate the focus of his ire more then anything else. Alexander's quest for ever increasing power, mostly aetherial, leaves his little time for frivolities and even when he is out he is constantly working, either reading over his research notes or settling accounts with one of his many contacts who bring him research material, either legitimate or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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While he mostly believes everyone to be beneath him, he does on occasion deign to speak to others, especially those who consider themselves researchers of the allagans or the aether. Alexander enjoys scholarly discussions, and while you would never get him to admit that he is wrong about a topic, he will consider it once he leaves your presence.&lt;br /&gt;
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For all his faults, Alexander does generally listen to Rhianna, even when it counteracts his own desires. He is also extremely protective and possessive of her, often refusing her time to herself if he is in the middle of a long research session. For all that, after all these years, Alexander would be lost without Rhianna. She is a rare mental equal to himself, and he is loathe to give that up to anyone or anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Combat==&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
Alexander has little time for unnecessary violence. Force of arms is for a younger generation in his opinion but that does not mean he is defenseless. Quite the opposite, his age has allowed him to study multiple magical forms. Alexander has a great deal of aetheric ability, and he uses it to the fullest extent. As a student of all forms of magic, and will unleash a torrent of destructive magic at a foe to destroy them before being allowed to reach him.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Magic'''&lt;br /&gt;
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Alexander is an accomplished magic user, having studied multiple aetheral arts. His use of the destructive arts are by and far his most advanced, able to call on powerful bolts of lightning and balls of fire to bring enemies to heel. While he can not contact the elements, he has studied conjury and is able to use aether to control wind and water with varying effects, as well as utilize some healing. He spends more time of late studying the aetherial geometry involved in summoning and how to create better, stronger constructs. Though his research in this is slow, he can still call forth an aetherial construct as needed to support him if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Clothing/Armor'''&lt;br /&gt;
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Alexander makes liberal use of his magitek and allagan research to augment his natrual aetheral abilities. His clothes are often of magitek design or imbued with allagan fibers which have been magically infused. Even his staves, all of which are of his own design, utilize magitek to augment his natural abilities making him a stronger opponent. Nothing goes to waste with regards to Alexander protecting himself, and it is safe to assume that Alexander often has a back-up plan in case something goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Tendencies==&lt;br /&gt;
===Likes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Studying/Research&lt;br /&gt;
::* Increasing his power&lt;br /&gt;
::* Being left alone&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dislikes===&lt;br /&gt;
::* General frivolity&lt;br /&gt;
::* Being pestered&lt;br /&gt;
::* People, for the most part&lt;br /&gt;
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===Hobbies/Talents===&lt;br /&gt;
::* Magitek&lt;br /&gt;
::* Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
::* Incineration&lt;br /&gt;
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==Relationships==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
Officially, Alexander his no family outside of the small group of people that he arrived in Ul'dah with some years ago.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
'''[[Rhianna Oruissi]]-''' Trusted research assistant, caretaker, and rumored paramour. Alexander has come to rely heavily on the woman since they met as refugees. Her handling of his affairs as well as her discerning eye on his research has left Alexander with being completely unable to function without her.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' aka &amp;quot;Captain&amp;quot;- Alexanders forward companion in his primal research. Originally starting as a business relationship, Dogberry fell more under Alexanders yoke when the Sea Wolf lost his legs following their fight with Leviathan. Since then, Dogberry's focus on taking down the primals has helped Alexanders research tremendously. If Dogberry could simply manage to settle down in his personal life, Alexander would be far happier with their arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''[[Menelwen Veara]]'''- The relationship between Menelwen and Alexander has been more or less professional, but her continued assistance with his primal research has been welcome. Alexanders opinion of Menelwen improved following her relationship with Dogberry seeing it as a stabilizing influence in his life, but as with any good thing in the Captains life it could only last so long. Now Alexander is working on ways to keep Menelwen in the fold. Not only is she smart and resourceful, she is aware of one of his secrets.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Enemies===&lt;br /&gt;
Alexander is not a public man. He maintains a certain distance from the general populace in a effort to keep the kind of people who could harm him to a minimum. Those who attempt to are met with extreme retalitaion.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Rumors==&lt;br /&gt;
===Common Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's got a large Roegadyn that looks up to him, almost like a father.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's rich, that much if for certain. No one who is hurting for food spends money and dresses like he does&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;You'd think someone with his money and influence would have a magitek eye if he was going to have a fake one.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Moderate Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Lots of people going in and out of that house and at all hours. Some reputable, others not so much. All go in with boxes or sacks, all come out with heavy purses.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;That woman, Rhianna Oruissi, isn't just a research partner. I've seen how he talks and looks at her when he thinks no one is listening.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I heard he spent a great deal of money to invest in a ship and crew to keep on the rolls and push ill-gotten funds through.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Rare Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He's got something big in mind. Whatever it is, he's up countless days working on it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;I swear on my mother I once heard him speak in Garlean tongue to that woman he is always with&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;He has blood on his hands, he just uses his money and it's influence in Ul'dah to keep it buried.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===PC Rumors===&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;There's more to Professor Crankypants than meets the eye, but you know that old saying about the line between madness and genius? There ain't really a line here so much as a squiggle.&amp;quot; - [[Daghbheri Himalspyr]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Admirable, what he's doing. Damn near crazy I have to admit. When he started on when we found what they'd sought... it chilled my bones just a tad. I'd rather stay on his good side. If he has one.&amp;quot; - [[Kage Kiryuu]]&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;...Despite how it all ended, I like to think that he had only the best intentions with his project. Stormwind is the textbook definition of brilliant, there is no doubt about that. But even a man of his own mind is prone to making mistakes.&amp;quot; - [[Menelwen Veara]] &lt;br /&gt;
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==History/Timeline==&lt;br /&gt;
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This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99532</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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		<updated>2015-06-28T15:08:47Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* What's Cookin'? */&lt;/p&gt;
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=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|right|800px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Bastards Honor does not keep a proper menu much like a restaurant would. Instead, the one who prepares the majority of the food, [[Menelwen Veara|Menelwen Veara]], tries to keep a healthy balance of what fills the company stores. Needless to say, with so many mouths to feed, there are a variety of dishes that the Elezen has learned to prepare for her comrades.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Garden&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Meals==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Text&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065915.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065931.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Bath House==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Workshop==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Lounge==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Greenery==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Basement==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064535.png|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nl8S3yckk0w Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdpQnjfP-7g Story Telling]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcMbTg9qtNk Warmth]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cs9nNWMCOWY Bounty]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Map Table.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99518</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99518"/>
		<updated>2015-06-28T14:12:31Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* What's Cookin'? */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;__NOTOC__&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;8&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;vertical-align:top&amp;quot; |&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{|&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| &lt;br /&gt;
==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
|| &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|right|800px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Bastards Honor does not keep a proper menu much like a restaurant would. Instead, the one who prepares the majority of the food, [[Menelwen Veara|Menelwen Veara]], tries to keep a healthy balance of what fills the company stores. Needless to say, with so many mouths to feed, there are a variety of dishes that the Elezen has learned to prepare for her comrades.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Garden&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Text&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065915.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065931.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Bath House==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Workshop==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Lounge==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Greenery==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Basement==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064535.png|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nl8S3yckk0w Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdpQnjfP-7g Story Telling]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcMbTg9qtNk Warmth]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cs9nNWMCOWY Bounty]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Map Table.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99517</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99517"/>
		<updated>2015-06-28T14:09:17Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* What's Cookin'? */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;__NOTOC__&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;8&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;vertical-align:top&amp;quot; |&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{|&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| &lt;br /&gt;
==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
|| &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|right|800px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Bastards Honor does not keep a proper menu much like a restaurant would. Instead, the one who prepares the majority of the food, [[Menelwen Veara|Menelwen Veara]], tries to keep a healthy balance of what fills the company stores. Needless to say, with so many mouths to feed, there are a variety of dishes that the Elezen has learned to prepare for her comrades.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Text&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065915.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065931.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Bath House==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Workshop==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Lounge==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Greenery==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Basement==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064535.png|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nl8S3yckk0w Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdpQnjfP-7g Story Telling]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcMbTg9qtNk Warmth]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cs9nNWMCOWY Bounty]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Map Table.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99516</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99516"/>
		<updated>2015-06-28T14:08:38Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* What's Cookin'? */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;__NOTOC__&lt;br /&gt;
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{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;8&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;vertical-align:top&amp;quot; |&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{|&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| &lt;br /&gt;
==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
|| &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|center|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Bastards Honor does not keep a proper menu much like a restaurant would. Instead, the one who prepares the majority of the food, [[Menelwen Veara|Menelwen Veara]], tries to keep a healthy balance of what fills the company stores. Needless to say, with so many mouths to feed, there are a variety of dishes that the Elezen has learned to prepare for her comrades.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Text&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065915.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065931.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Bath House==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Workshop==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Lounge==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Greenery==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Basement==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064535.png|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nl8S3yckk0w Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdpQnjfP-7g Story Telling]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcMbTg9qtNk Warmth]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cs9nNWMCOWY Bounty]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Map Table.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99515</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99515"/>
		<updated>2015-06-28T13:55:33Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Misc */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;__NOTOC__&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;8&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;vertical-align:top&amp;quot; |&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{|&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| &lt;br /&gt;
==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
|| &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|center|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Evening Meals&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: right; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | ''The above menu is just a general idea and is by no means the hard rule.''&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Text&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065915.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065931.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Bath House==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Workshop==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Lounge==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Greenery==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Basement==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064535.png|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nl8S3yckk0w Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdpQnjfP-7g Story Telling]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcMbTg9qtNk Warmth]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cs9nNWMCOWY Bounty]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Map Table.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Map_Table.png&amp;diff=99514</id>
		<title>File:Map Table.png</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Map_Table.png&amp;diff=99514"/>
		<updated>2015-06-28T13:54:57Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99513</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99513"/>
		<updated>2015-06-28T13:49:42Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Media */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;__NOTOC__&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;8&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;vertical-align:top&amp;quot; |&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{|&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| &lt;br /&gt;
==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
|| &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|center|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Evening Meals&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: right; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | ''The above menu is just a general idea and is by no means the hard rule.''&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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* Text&lt;br /&gt;
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==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065915.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065931.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bath House==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Workshop==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Lounge==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Greenery==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Basement==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064535.png|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nl8S3yckk0w Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdpQnjfP-7g Story Telling]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcMbTg9qtNk Warmth]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cs9nNWMCOWY Bounty]&lt;br /&gt;
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=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Menelwen Veara</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Background */&lt;/p&gt;
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=Character=&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Infobox-character &lt;br /&gt;
| name =  Menelwen Veara&lt;br /&gt;
| image = RPC Profile Pic.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 400&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;quot;The body is nothing but a tool. Use it as such, but do not forget that the tool you command is the only container you have that sustains your life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 37&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Namesday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taverner Taverner]of [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern Bastard's Honor]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = 6 fulms 5 ilms / Guess.  &lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Standard Equipment==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* A pair of rough hora's sheathed along her waist. &lt;br /&gt;
* A pouch on her left thigh holding an assortment of vials, and small tin containers holding crystal shards and tea bags. &lt;br /&gt;
* A cloth pouch holding her gil hangs from her neck. &lt;br /&gt;
* A brown leather choker. &lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Do not rely on false gods to save you.&lt;br /&gt;
* Even Bastards deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;
* Though your body is a tool, it is also a temple. Do not abuse it. You only get one.&lt;br /&gt;
* Never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;
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{|&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Peach and Orange tea.&lt;br /&gt;
* Training, with or without another.&lt;br /&gt;
* Sitting atop of the Bastard's Honor and watching the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;
* Taking care of the Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Hobbies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Reading&lt;br /&gt;
* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;
* Tending to the Honor's garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Favorites==&lt;br /&gt;
* Foods: Beef Stew, Mashed Popotoes, and Ginger Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;
* Drinks: Orange tea, Spiced Rum, and Whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;
* Weather: Rain and sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;
* Book: Essences &amp;amp; Permutations - A Treatise of the Six Elements&lt;br /&gt;
* Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtI4XE7Pwr0 Ronfaure]&lt;br /&gt;
* Sanctuaries: Bastard's Honor&lt;br /&gt;
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==Dislikes==&lt;br /&gt;
* Betrayal &lt;br /&gt;
* Voidsent&lt;br /&gt;
* Ascians&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
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==Flaws==&lt;br /&gt;
* Blind in her left eye.&lt;br /&gt;
* Selfless. She cares too much about other people, and too little about herself. &lt;br /&gt;
* Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Fears==&lt;br /&gt;
* 'Silver' finding her. &lt;br /&gt;
* Letting the Bastards down.&lt;br /&gt;
* Being thrown into the slave trade once more.&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
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=Skills=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:ExAbilities.jpg|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
{|&lt;br /&gt;
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==Natural Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''High''': Dexterity, Agility, Speed&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Above Average''': Mind, Charisma, Endurance&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Normal''': Strength, Magic&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Low''': Defense&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Zero''': Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;
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==Aetheric Abilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Healing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Barriers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Elemental&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Summoning&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Arcane&lt;br /&gt;
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==Weapon Training==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Tome, Daggers&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Hora, Quarterstaves, Hand-to-hand&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Axes&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Archery&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Guns, Scimitars, Greatswords&lt;br /&gt;
 ||&lt;br /&gt;
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==Skills==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Mastery''': Acting, Leadership, First Aid, Diplomacy&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Expert''': Parkour, Tracking, Riding, Tactics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Average''': Mimicry, Economics&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Novice''': Lip Reading, Fishing&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Completely Fails At''': Comedy, Sailing, Art&lt;br /&gt;
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|}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Crafting==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cook&lt;br /&gt;
* Weaver&lt;br /&gt;
* Goldsmith&lt;br /&gt;
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==Disabilities==&lt;br /&gt;
* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Relationships=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Family==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Oriabelle ''[Or-re-a-bell]'' Veara - Menelwen's Mother.'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Menelwen and her mother would have had a wonderful, loving relationship if, and only if, Menel had been born after her younger brother, Calthius. Bearing a girl as her first child, Rohisse's family grew to despise Menelwen's mother. It was not until Calthius was born that their displeasure was soothed, but by then it was too late.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#33ff22&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Rohisse ''[Row-highs]'' Veara - Menelwen's Father.''' &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; – Despite his parents displeasure of Menelwen's gender, Rohisse soon found his daughter wrapped around his finger. He cared for her as any father should, looking after her and teaching her all that he could as she grew. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Calthius ''[Cal-thee-us]'' Veara - Menelwen's Brother. [Unknown]''' – How the two got along all depended on their mothers mood, and whether or not she was around. Growing up as kids, they had their spats, just as they had their own tender moments. Though as the years began to pass, the two grew apart, each year adding what felt like a hundred yalms.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Friends==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Mihro Tethra|Mihro Tethra]]''' - Even though the two share a relationship of both friendship and business partners, the man is one of the most stubborn, hard headed Miqo'te that Menelwen has ever met. Always sure of himself, his word is final, which makes it hard to get expansions for the Bastards Honor tavern done. Or rather, it used to be hard. For as of thirteen moons ago, the man left the tavern in charge of the Elezen, which has always puzzled and concerned the woman. The man had lost one of the things that tied him to the world outside of Coerthas, and with the second thing now given up...Menel wonders if she will ever see the man again. ''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hachi Ten'ahn|Hachi Ten'ahn]]''' – The woman has proven her skill and spirit time and time again in the short time Menelwen has known her. A sharp, keen eye, the Miqo'te is quick to spot danger, or the nearest glass of ice cold milk. Past events have made it near impossible to keep track of the woman's whereabouts, and with more and more time slipping by, Menelwen is unsure if the two will ever cross paths again.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Grey Everheart|Grey Everheart ]]'''- Though as stubborn as a Tarbh Uisge, the Hyur has proven himself to be loyal to whatever cause he pushes himself towards. The two have shared a drink here and there, though that is normally due to Menelwen tending to some sort of bruise or cut the man earned from a recent scuffle.  –  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Khy'zen Vashai|Khy'zen Vashai]]'''&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''' [Deceased]'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; - The two were not necessarily as close as two peas in a pod, but the man was a good and dear friend to Menelwen all the same. So when she heard of his passing, she could scare believe that the man she had shared drinks, laughs, and fair times with was...gone. It has been several moons since his death, and to this day, Menel still mourns, knowing she could have more to help the man if only he had asked. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kaiten Skyborn|Excen Validus]]''' - The two met with both unusual and solemn circumstances, and though they are both civil to one another, it is sometimes difficult for Menel to get a read on the Hyur. Regardless of his quite disposition, the woman trusts the man, and hopes that the wounds he carries on his soul will some day heal. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nivaar Swann|Nivaar Swann]]''' - A chance meeting had the gladiator and Elezen meeting at the Bastard Honor's old location within the Bronze Lake. A fierce and loyal man, Nivaar has proven time and time again to be a pleasure to talk to and a joy to be around. Because of the Hyur's extreme love for steamed carrots, Menelwen can no longer look at the vegetable without remembering the man with a smile on her face. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Nylesa Tou|Nylesa Tou]]''' - Of all of her friends, this firecracker of a Monk is, quite possibly, Menelwen's closest. With the ability to easily spice up an otherwise quiet evening, the pair have found themselves in numerous hilarious episodes of shenanigans. With the Hyur's insane love for the shakes and sandwiches Menelwen creates, it is sometimes easy to forget of just how dangerous Nylesa can be when. Bestowed a strong arm and faster wit, it is safely assured that Menel has no desire to ever cross the wrong path with the Hyur. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Hiro Ayami|Hiro Ayami]]''' - The two met though Nylesa and the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise. Menelwen has gone to seek his counsel on several different issues, ranging from how to gently put down suitors to what she should do about Nylesa eating her sandwich and shake supplies overnight. They share a healthy relationship in that matter, as the man himself has welcome counsel from Menelwen as well, his own matters ranging from the strange to the not so obvious. Time and time again, the man has proved himself both a promising and trusting friend, and Menelwen is glad to have met him.   &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhysati Lhea|Rhysati Lhea]]''' - If a word had to be picked to describe the Hyur, intriguing would be best suited. Level headed and blunt, Menelwen has never had to guess what this particular woman is thinking. Knowing so many who hide their true desires and feelings however, it is refreshing to know that if the Elezen ever needs a straight forward opinion on something, Rhysati is the woman to talk to. Also, she makes some damn amazing cookies.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Deverell Jinx|Deverell Jinx]]''' - With a warm, playful smile almost always on the mans face, the man is a pure pleasure to be around. The man rarely hides his true emotions, however when he does, it is never for long. He has come to Menelwen many, many times for both comfort and counsel, and the Elezen is glad to know that the man has so much trust in her. With every conversation and every moment spent with one another, Menel hopes that their bond will only grow stronger.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt;● &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Dresden Voltaire|Dresden Voltaire]]''' - Many experiences were made at the Piquant Pumpkin Cafe Enterprise, and one such experience introduced her to the fine fellow Dresden is. The man is half jester, half stone, as his mood can vary on a day to day basis. Knowing the reasons behind the mans different moods, Menelwen never presses while in public company, as she knows that, when the man is ready, he will seek her out to speak of his thoughts. The two have made many memories together, some more memorable than others, but it would be wrong to say that any of them were unimportant.  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Daghbheri Himalspyr|Daghbheri Himalspyr]]''' - The two of them had once been more than close friends, though after a bout with the lighting Primal Ramuh, their romantic relationship ceased to exist. Needless to say, Dogberry's letter left her heart in pieces with the admission that he admired another. It will take many suns for her to fully heal, and as far as their friendship goes...the man left her when she was battered and bruised in more ways than one. It will take more than time for that trust to rebuild, though that does not mean that she would allow any harm to befall the Roegadyn. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[E'khei Balduin|E'khei Balduin]]''' - When a relationship between two individuals starts out with talk of a ''Roegadyn'' being squished by a magitech, well, you can never be sure if you'll see the other again. Thankfully, in the case with E'khei, Menel's allies did not frighten the Miqo'te for long and the two have been able to feed their ever growing friendship. &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Alexander Stormwind|Alexander Stormwind]]''' - When the request to rid the realm of the primal Ifrit found itself on the Bastard's desk, Menelwen took the job herself. Her desire was to help the mercenary band dismiss Ifrit without the loss of life, however that want fell short when the battle came to a close and one of their own was tempered. Despite the Elezen being the one to take the life of the sole tempered member in the group, it may have been that which forged the growing friendship between Alexander and Menelwen. Doing what needed to be done, no matter the consequences, and then dealing with said consequences when the time called for it. Since that event, she has learned more about the man than he would probably desire, however she has promised her word to him that his secret will follow her to her grave, and that of anyone else who seeks to speak of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Rhianna Oruissi|Rhianna Oruissi]]''' - Rhianna and Menelwen have an odd sort of relationship, odd not meaning ill, but odd in the case that they have both saved the others life at one point in time. Menelwen saved Rhianna following their bout with the over-bearing primal Titan, and the Midlander returned the favor after Ramuh struck the Adder down and filled her with an unknown level of lightning aether. Their relationship has blossomed into a strong friendship, and even with the secrets that Menelwen holds of the other woman, she would not want to change anything. She'll take Rhianna's secret to her grave, just as she'll bury any who seek out her secret to try and harm her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ''' 💑''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Blake Bastion|Blake Bastion]]''' -&lt;br /&gt;
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==Enemies==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Lufrid Silverscream]]''' - Malicious. Terrifying. Vicious. This man both terrifies Menelwen and boils her very blood. For years, he has been unable to find her, and if life goes the way she desires, she will never hear, see, or learn of the mans whereabouts. &lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Kale Aideron|Kale Aideron]]''' - Had Menelwen not been blackmailed into taking a job, she may have been able to meet the Highlander on better terms. This not being the case, the two have gone toe to toe in numerous encounters, and one such time nearly ended both of their lives. The man is a fierce fighter, appears to be a strong tactician, and seems to be an even more loyal comrade to those he deems are his companions.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color: #C24640;  font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔''' &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: medium;  text-align: -webkit-center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''[[Konner Kinkaid|Konner Kinkaid]]''' - Blackmail can lead to a lot of things, and in the case of ''Konner Kinkaid,'' or Kin, it involved Menelwen being hired to assassinate the man. That the Hyur still lives and breathes easily is proof enough that she failed. Despite her trying to ''murder'' him, the man has, on various occasions, attempted to make contact with the Elezen.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bought Information==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;'Wen's been blessed with a strong arm, a fast wit, and a kind heart, and when she's around, we are blessed to be near her.&amp;quot; - [[Daghbheri Himalspyr]] &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#330033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;* &amp;quot;Miss Veara is a smart and charming woman. She exudes positive influence, a loss for those who distance themselves from her.&amp;quot; - [[Alexander Stormwind]]&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=Background=&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
Gone, but not Forgotten. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Silver Dreams. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Us. You...aren’t the only slave on this ship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Evening Meals&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: right; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | ''The above menu is just a general idea and is by no means the hard rule.''&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bath House==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Workshop==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Lounge==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Greenery==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Basement==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
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==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character Videos==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99508</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99508"/>
		<updated>2015-06-28T13:17:01Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Facilities */&lt;/p&gt;
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=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
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==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
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* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
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==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
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=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|center|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Evening Meals&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: right; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | ''The above menu is just a general idea and is by no means the hard rule.''&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv gridania.jpg|center|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Medical Ward==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065915.png|left|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Text&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065931.png|right|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Menelwen Manor.jpg|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character Videos==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99505</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99505"/>
		<updated>2015-06-28T13:13:05Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Personality */&lt;/p&gt;
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{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
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{|&lt;br /&gt;
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==Likes==&lt;br /&gt;
* &lt;br /&gt;
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|}&lt;br /&gt;
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=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
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==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
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=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|center|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Evening Meals&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: right; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | ''The above menu is just a general idea and is by no means the hard rule.''&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv gridania.jpg|center|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Text&lt;br /&gt;
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*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Menelwen Manor.jpg|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Character Videos==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99504</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99504"/>
		<updated>2015-06-28T13:12:09Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* The Bastards Honor */&lt;/p&gt;
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{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 065508.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
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=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
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==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|center|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Evening Meals&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: right; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | ''The above menu is just a general idea and is by no means the hard rule.''&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv gridania.jpg|center|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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* Text&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Menelwen Manor.jpg|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character Videos==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
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=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Menelwen</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Bastard%27s_Honor_Tavern&amp;diff=99503</id>
		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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		<updated>2015-06-28T13:11:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Background */&lt;/p&gt;
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=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
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=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
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==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|center|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Evening Meals&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: right; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | ''The above menu is just a general idea and is by no means the hard rule.''&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Facilities=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv gridania.jpg|center|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Training Quarters==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064551.png|right|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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=Media=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Menelwen Manor.jpg|800px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Soundtrack==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq5XuITIDjA Lost Souls]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Art==&lt;br /&gt;
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==Character Videos==&lt;br /&gt;
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=Misc=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Sunset.png|700px|center]]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Tavern]] [[Category: Mercenaries]] [[Category: Free Company]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;headertabs/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Personality=&lt;br /&gt;
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===Beliefs/Philosophy===&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Profile Pic 2.png|300px|right]]&lt;br /&gt;
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=Bar=&lt;br /&gt;
==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
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* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
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==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
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=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 070218.png|center|700px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;margin:auto; background-color:#b4bbc1&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Evening Meals&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: right; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | ''The above menu is just a general idea and is by no means the hard rule.''&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Background=&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv gridania.jpg|Center|600px]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
Gone, but not Forgotten. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Spirits==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Beer==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
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==Wine==&lt;br /&gt;
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* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
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==Non-Alcoholic Beverages==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Shakes==&lt;br /&gt;
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=What's Cookin'?=&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Evening Meals&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: right; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | ''The above menu is just a general idea and is by no means the hard rule.''&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Background=&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
Gone, but not Forgotten. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-This document will be up again soon. It's being edited!-&lt;br /&gt;
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Silver Dreams. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Us. You...aren’t the only slave on this ship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Broken Wing. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
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#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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		<updated>2015-06-28T13:05:53Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Drinks */&lt;/p&gt;
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=The Bastards Honor=&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
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* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
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|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
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#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Drinks=&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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! colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot; | Menu&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Spring&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Summer&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Fall&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 200px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Winter&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Grilled Artichoke &amp;amp; Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mutton Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Roast Dodo &amp;amp; Vegetables&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shepard's Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Three Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Fruits &amp;amp; Nuts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Background=&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
Gone, but not Forgotten. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Us. You...aren’t the only slave on this ship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Broken Wing. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Rumors */&lt;/p&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💘 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Crush     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💗 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  Sexual Desire      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FF0033&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ❤ &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In love with    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#cc0000&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; 💑 &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  In a relationship    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#04B404&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; '''♫''' &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ● &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''⚔'''&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Ale: '''Bar Special''' Malted cereal grain, flavored with hops, and brewed by slow fermentation to bring out the richest flavor. &lt;br /&gt;
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* La Noscea Red&lt;br /&gt;
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* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;big&amp;gt;F&amp;lt;/big&amp;gt;ood-wise, the Oak Inn does not keep a proper menu in the sense that a restaurant might, with different things to order given the customer's whim. Instead, the cook makes a general tavern meal per evening, with the meal itself varying by seasons and available ingredients. The main course, so to speak, is almost always a hearty menu item of some kind, with meat pies, stews, soups and roasts being commonplace, as are roasted or baked in-season vegetables. Gale also keeps a wide array of greens to make side salads and seasonal fruits. She also keeps warm rolls by the oven. Deserts and pastries are kept behind the bar, which Liriel tends. The types that she has are influenced by the available seasonal produce.''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Fish &amp;amp; Dagger Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grilled Carp&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Pie&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rabbit Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Boiled Bream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dzemael Gratin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Forest Miq'abob&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Raptor Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Antelope Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Frumenty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mashed Popotoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Orobon Stew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Popoto Soup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Stone Soup&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Alligator Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Blueberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cherries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Melons&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peaches&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Plums&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rolanberries&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Apples&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Figs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Grapes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oranges&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rhubarbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Tomatoes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Watermelons&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Almonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cranberries&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pecans&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Persimmon&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pomegranate&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Chestnuts&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dates&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Kiwi&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pineapple&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Seasonal Vegetables&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| colspan=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Artichokes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Asparagus&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cucumbers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Green Beans &amp;amp; Peas&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Beets&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Corn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Eggplants&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peppers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Okra&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Kale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lettuce&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Parsnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Squash&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pumpkins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yams&lt;br /&gt;
|  style=&amp;quot;text-align: center; width: 150px; background:#f2f2f2;&amp;quot; | Cabbage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Carrots&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Celery&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Chicory&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turnips&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Leeks&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Oak_Inn_%26_Tavern|''Oak Inn &amp;amp; Tavern''] for the format.&lt;br /&gt;
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=Background=&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Us. You...aren’t the only slave on this ship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Broken Wing. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
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* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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Within the lands of La Noscea, there are wards that many weary adventures call home. One of these wards has the Bastards Honor within its mists, a place where one can go for a hot meal with friends, strong ale, and a warm bed for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Bought Information==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==PC Rumors (Add your own!)==&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
Gone, but not Forgotten. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Us. You...aren’t the only slave on this ship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Menelwen: /* Standard Equipment */&lt;/p&gt;
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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==Who are the Bastards?==&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''Voidtouched'' - Unable to focus clearly around void touched beings. No white magicks or elixirs have had any healing effect to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;Wing,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Dogberry''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* La Noscea White&lt;br /&gt;
* New Years Red&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
* Juice - Squeezed fresh from the months harvest. Ask for the seasonal fruit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Ice cold buffalo milk.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Usual Gossip==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Whispers in the Dark==&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Realm Reborn: Fragmented Memories==&lt;br /&gt;
Gone, but not Forgotten. &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She slammed the letter down on the bar and stared at it, her blurred vision making it hard for her to read what she already had read bells prior.&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Heavensward: Of Dragons &amp;amp; Demons==&lt;br /&gt;
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#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=faRycKfbUIQ Just Another Day]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBDwi6MhhgY Menelwen Veara]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DR2ze54F66I Escaping The Ship]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d10_sLHZNhA No Escaping The Past]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6VcqAWW0E Traveling Mage]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmAsD8aRHBA Face Your Fears]&lt;br /&gt;
#[http://youtu.be/Fa7CO1ILUjY New-found Hope]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meGKezslrvc Promises]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPFRpiFGFZk Healing]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD9E79TO8pU Only Time Will Tell]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ww8wqEgFIA8 Memories of a Harsh Age]&lt;br /&gt;
#[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiFTXckh0zU Alone at the Bar]&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Server''': Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Timezone''': Central&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Character Alignment''': Good Neutral&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Bastard's Honor Tavern</title>
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[[File:Ffxiv 06282015 064801.png|700px|thumb|right|File:Bastard's Honor Merc Lobby.png|Lobby]] '''&amp;quot;Even Bastards need a second chance. Here, they may just find it on that wall.&amp;quot;''' - '' [[ Menelwen Veara | Menelwen Veara ]]''&lt;br /&gt;
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* Spiced Rum: '''Bar Special''' A rum aged with additional flavors from spices and other exotic elements that give the rum a unique and interesting character of its own.&lt;br /&gt;
* Roegadyn Coffee [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Irish-Coffee/Detail.aspx?evt19=1] - Whiskey and coffee mixed with sweet spices.&lt;br /&gt;
* Whiskey: Served on the rocks or without. &lt;br /&gt;
* Gin &amp;amp; Tonic [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Gin-and-Tonic/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tonic&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe%20Hub&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Gin and tonic set with rocks and lime or lemon wedges. A classic.&lt;br /&gt;
* La Noscea Sunrise [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Tequila-Sunrise/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Recipe&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i2] - Tequila and freshly squeezed orange juice, combined with a sweet, sugary syrup. Garnished with a cherry and an orange slice.&lt;br /&gt;
* Strawberry Burst [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Sauza-Rita/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=tequila&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p2i7]&lt;br /&gt;
* Cherry Bomb [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cherry-Vanilla/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i17] - Vodka mixed with freshly picked cherries and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
* Lucky Bastard [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Lucky-7/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=vodka&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i18] - Vodka set with fresh lemon or lime slices and carbonated water.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Butter Beer [http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Better-Butter-Beer/Detail.aspx?event8=1&amp;amp;prop24=SR_Title&amp;amp;e11=beer&amp;amp;e8=Quick%20Search&amp;amp;event10=1&amp;amp;e7=Search%20Results&amp;amp;soid=sr_results_p1i9] - Carbonated water surrounding sweet, hand made vanilla bean ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Baderon Tenfingers, taverner of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Eh, Menelwen? Yea, she used to work here about...oh, dammit. It's been a while. Least twelve or more moons. You know if she's lookin' to get back to work here?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''S'dhodjbi, waitress of the Drowning Wench:''' &amp;quot;Oh! Mene! Yea, she used to work here all the time, but then she picked work up elsewhere. Unfortunate...she used to share her tips with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Drunk Patron:''' &amp;quot;He...hehehe...aye, 'ol knife ears 'er could serve me ANY day!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Limsan Merchant''': &amp;quot;Aye! Have good business with that lass. One of my regulars.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Serpent Sergeant Ganathain:''': &amp;quot;Veara? She's a different woman in and out of uniform. I'm thankful that it is not I who she hunts within Coerthas' cruel weather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Shaddy Tradesmen:''' &amp;quot;That elf ain't nuthin' more than misplaced goods.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Gegeruju''': &amp;quot;Forty-three, forty-four...ah yes! Forty-five gil pieces, all here. Now, to answer your delightful question...yes, the Elezen did partake in my company for many a sun, though it was not a permanent visit. Shame, too. She had the most wonderful laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
* '''Lufrid Silverscream''': &amp;quot;..If you're after coin, I've more than plenty to spare. But don't take this job on a mere whim, for I'll gut you if you try and weasel out of your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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* '''Pfaranka, Captain of the Wandering Anchor:''' &amp;quot;I swear I've seen 'er before, moons ago...wasn't she the gal who we fished up from the waters?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
* '''Tadao''': &amp;quot;She did not complete the mission she was given. Her blade did not drink ''Kin's'' lifeblood. She knows the cost that shall be paid...contact Silver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Note''': First, the below passages contain '''mature content'''. This includes blood, violence, and language.  Second, a majority of this RP is taken from chat logs, so there may be certain grammar, spelling, and present tense/past tense issues that I haven't taken the time to clean up yet, so please try and ignore any mistakes you may find. I promise, I'll get around to fixing them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen turned her head to look at the clock on the wall. How long had she been nursing her whiskey for now? Nylesa and Kaiten had gone to bed several hours ago, so with that in mind...it had, of course, been several hours. A sigh parted the Elezen's lips as she set the bottle down on the bar. She was far from sober, yet sleep still avoided her. Then again, Blake and Seth were both resting in the only Inn room they currently had, so she couldn't necessarily retreat to that room to rest. She blinked before grabbing the whiskey bottle again. Seth was here. Right. She groaned and rested her head back against the wine cupboard. Why had she ever taken this job? Did the information ''they'' have really mean that he could...''he'' could find her again?&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips kissed the top of the bottle as she lifted it to drink straight from it. Giving herself a hangover wasn't going to help the matter at hand, but it would at least numb her thoughts when she did manage to sleep, right? The harsh liquid jerked in her throat, and she coughed and pushed the bottle away from herself. A hand quickly found its way over her mouth as she fell into a coughing fit, for she didn't want to wake anyone who was sleeping peacefully. &amp;quot;B-Bloody..&amp;quot; She coughed the slur out before forcing herself to burp, it morphing into a belch. She slapped a hand over her mouth again, fearful that she had surely woken someone up with her nonsense. She remained that way for several seconds, her gaze pinned onto the door that lead to the hallway. When no creaking doors or footsteps echoed back to her, she relaxed and lowered her hand. &amp;quot;...Maybe I...I should s-shhit down..&amp;quot; She cringed as the words slurred past her lips. Yea, it was a good thing no one was around right now. Knowing that no one was going to suddenly appear, the woman turned around, bottle in hand, and made her way towards the hidden door. She lifted a hand up and pressed the faulty beam, and the wall in front of her stirred to life. It groaned softly as it turned, allowing her more than enough space to pass through, even in her drunken stupor. She had enough of a mind to remember to press the opposite switch to move the door back into place before she, slowly and carefully, stumbled her way down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Too many...flippin' freakin' shtairs..&amp;quot; She hiccuped, not bothering to cover her mouth now that she was on the lower floor. She moved away from the staircase and into the larger section of the basement. She didn't need to work on any projects in the crafting quarters, but even if she did...doing so while hammered as she was? Ha! Not even. Stumbling forward, she slowly made her way through the dark and to, what she hoped, was the fireplace. It was always colder down here, but that made sense. Barely anyone was ever down here, so...&lt;br /&gt;
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She grumbled to herself as she fought with the logs in the fireplace, adjusting them as best as she could in the darkness. The task had been completed by the Elezen on several occasions when the single Inn room, her room, was hosting a guest. But it seemed doing anything while half your body feels like whiskey was a grueling labor. Eventually, she managed to stack the logs appropriately and fetch a few fire shards from the nearby jar. Holding her hand out, she offered a trickle of aether to the brilliant crystals, and her offering seemed to please the jewels enough for them to catch. They licked at the logs, and heat washed over the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah....shooo much better.&amp;quot; Once she had warmed her hands back up, she stood up and turned towards one of the two couches. She made her way over to one of them and, grabbing the blanket folded on top of it, she sat down and covered herself up. Whiskey bottle still in hand, she lifted it up to her lips and took a small drink. Her gaze flickered around the room, watching the shadows dance from the flames warming light. A small smile curved her lips as she found her entertainment, and she lifted her bottle up as if to toast the shadows and their dance. The bottle soon met her lips again, however her smile fell as she found that it was empty. A disgruntled sound of displeasure left her as she lowered the bottle down to the tile. &amp;quot;Maybe...for the besht anyway.&amp;quot; She muttered as she lowered herself down on the couch. She closed her eye, a slow sigh leaving her. Warm underneath the covers, the Elezen slowly found herself drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I want...I want the…the whole world to know how much you mean to me...Menelwen.&amp;quot; A warm smile curved the woman’s lips as she turned her head to look back at her beloved. &amp;quot;Oh, Lufrid, I—&amp;quot; She paused, her words leaving her as her gaze lowered. The Hyur who had been standing next to her was...was now kneeling! Her eyes widened, a single hand going up to cover her mouth, concealing a gasp of surprise. The man licked his dry lips, and Menelwen wondered if the man’s feet were suddenly freezing. &amp;quot;We’ve...We’ve been together for...&amp;quot; No, it didn’t seem that they were the slightest bit cold at all. This was actually happening. She lowered herself down into a crouch in front of him and cupped his hands with both of her own. Her eyes shined with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. &amp;quot;For...for a while, yes.&amp;quot; She finished for him with a nod. The man laughed softly, bowing his head as if in embarrassment. &amp;quot;Right, then. Ahem.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat, and she couldn’t help but laugh again. Now who was the nervous one? &amp;quot;Menelwen Veara...would you do me...the pleasure of allowing me to take your hand?&amp;quot; Releasing his hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. &amp;quot;Yes, yes! I would love to, Lufrid!&amp;quot; He embraced her then, cradling her like one would a precious vase. They remained there for a little while, laughing amongst themselves as the night slowly came upon them. &amp;quot;Well, this is..embarrassing..&amp;quot; Confused, Menelwen pulled back to look back at the man as he was patting his vest pocket. &amp;quot;I... I ''had'' a ring, but it's not...I must have left it in my cot by accident.&amp;quot; A soft laugh left Menelwen's lips as she shook her head; &amp;quot;Don't worry about that for now, my love. For now, let us get out of this cold, yes?&amp;quot; The man nodded, his smile glowing in the gathering moonlight. Standing, they made their way through the Silver Bazaar together, hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;..Hng..&amp;quot; Why was everything so...cold? Menelwen shivered as she reached down to grab the blanket at her feet. Or rather, she tried to, but she quickly found herself unable to move her arm a mere few centimeters away from her body. She opened her eyes, but nothing but darkness greeted her. A lump formed in her throat and her heart began to race. What was going on? &amp;quot;H…Hello?&amp;quot; She shifted again, now aware that something was keeping her from moving freely. &amp;quot;Lu-Lufrid! Silver?!&amp;quot; Panic welled within the Elezen’s chest as she shifted back and forth, a feeble attempt to rid herself of her bindings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, ''look'' who finally woke up..&amp;quot; An eerie voice sounded to her right, though before she could react she felt a pair of frozen fingers gripping hr chin and jerking her head to the side. &amp;quot;Huh, so you are a knife ear…” Fear soon mingled with panic as her breathing quickened. What was going on? Who was this man? &amp;quot;Guess ol’ Cupid wasn’t lying after all. Gets to keep his tongue, yea?&amp;quot; The fingers released her, but only to shove her backwards. She hit something hard, wooden. Her head bounced against it, and she was seeing stars. &amp;quot;Oi! Don’t go bruising yourself, now! You’ll cause us to lose quite a few coins, knife ear.&amp;quot; She shivered again, but she was certain it was no longer from the cold. &amp;quot;Now, stay put lass. Not that you can go anywhere, anyway..&amp;quot; The man sneered as he walked away, his heavy steps vibrating against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;...Silver.&amp;quot; The man’s name spilled past her trembling lips. So many questions spun through her head, but she knew she had to get out of...well, where ever she was, before she could get her answers. She shifted her weight, fighting against her bindings. The rough rope tore at her exposed skin, and she had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from expressing her discomfort. &amp;quot;D-Don’t...&amp;quot; A new voice spoke out, this one softer. More...feminine. “They... They always come back, to check.&amp;quot; Menelwen turned her head towards the voice. “What…what do you mean? Come back to check on what?” She asked quickly, the words spilling past her lips in a rushed whisper. &amp;quot;The...the cargo.&amp;quot; Cargo? A sense of dread began to fill Menelwen. The woman’s next words were like a sword through her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menelwen awoke with a start, her eye wide with terror as she shot up on the couch. Her hands quickly moved over her body, pinching, grabbing, checking for the invisible bindings that had pinned her in her sleep. She found none, but of course she didn't. It had been a dream, and nothing more. Still, remembering those events, even in the spotted detail, was....was....her stomach suddenly churned. Tearing the blanket completely off of herself, she bolted for the staircase and scrambled up to the kitchen, just about punching the switch to move the hidden doorway. As soon as she was in front of the sink, she hurled. The Elezen remained there, crouched over the small tub even after the contents of her stomach had been emptied. Stomach acid burned her throat, and it continued to for several minutes as she stood there, clutching the sink as she dry heaved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once she was certain that she would no longer need the sink, she washed her mouth and rinsed the contents within the sink down the drain. Switching the water off, she turned around and, slowly, made her way back downstairs. How long were these...nightmares going to plague her? A hand found its way up to her head, and she groaned as she found a rats nest of hair. She must had been tossing and turning in her sleep. Safely next to the couch, Menelwen allowed herself to collapse back down onto the soft leather. &amp;quot;...W-Why?&amp;quot; Her voice cracked as she pulled the blanket over herself and curled up. She knew why that nightmare had returned. It was as if the men who had blackmailed her into this job were warning her of what could happen again if she messed up, if she failed her mission. They would contact the man that had broken her, torn her apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Absentmindedly, her hand lifted to grasp her throat. Her fingers slid underneath the leather choker she always wore, grazing over the scar that wrapped around her neck. She shivered violently and removed her hand, closing her eye tightly. She wasn't sure if she would be able to sleep now, but she didn't want to touch that. Didn't want to...remember...that. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now that she was alone within the bar, Menelwen just sort of...stared. Her gaze was locked onto the counter before her, and she seemed keen on ignoring the dirtied plates and glasses used by those that had been there just moments ago. There had been laughter, debates, solemn talks of life and death, but still company when she needed it. Though now with the small group gone, she was left to her own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her single eye and swallowed hard. &amp;quot;..How's the Cap'n doing?&amp;quot; The Elezen whispered quietly, repeating Vash's words as she felt her eye begin to sting, and now that Rhysati was gone and far away from the Honor, she could not kid herself with the reason why. It was not an odd occurrence with the void that made her eye burn as it did now, and even if it was, it was the wrong one. Reopening her eye, she found her vision blurred, blinded by moisture. &amp;quot;..Warm in another's arms, that's how he's doing.&amp;quot; Her fingers curled against the bar top, digits digging into her gloved palm. It wasn't enough that Dogberry had ended things between them, by letter no less, but he had gone and written to her that he also fancied another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting her gaze up from the bar, she hopped over the counter and quickly ate up the distance between her and the table off in the corner. She grabbed the letter, snatching it up with little grace before spinning around and moving back to the bad. “You may not have gone down the unfaithful path…” She hissed as she slid over the counter again, being only slightly careful not to send any dirtied dishes flying off of it. “But you certainly held the door as you stared into its chambers.”&lt;br /&gt;
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''My darling, I'm writing to you because it is easier to say it in person, not just by virtue of what I have to say, but by the very way we appear to live our lives. We are like two ships passing at sea, and I do not feel this way of living is leading to a healthy relationship. I do not feel our relationship should continue as it is. It is perhaps best if we go our separate ways, at least in regards to our romance and intimacy, and find others better able to fit into our lives.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''I understand and regret the possibility that this may hurt you. I truly hoped I could make this as painless for you as possible, but it appears all I seem to do these days is lead you on the path to harm. I know it seems disingenuous. not to mention cliche, to write you a letter like this and then ask to still be friends. However, I will always be your bear if you will have me so. The depth to which I care and admire you has not changed. It is simply that I cannot continue like this. We have been together for moons, and yet I feel that I barely know you. When we are together, it is divine. You are a truly amazing woman, and I cannot express how lucky I feel to have spent the time I have with you. Still, our time together is so fleeting in the face of our individual responsibilities and duties. I don't see how we can possibly fulfill each other's needs like this. I'm sure there is a better man than I not very far from you. One whose life is more synchronous with yours. I hope you find him. I will not lie, there is someone in my life who fits into mine.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Know that I was never unfaithful to you. I am a man prone to loneliness, but I never forgot you. The temptation was strong, but my feelings and respect for you kept me from that. Though, I am sure that is small comfort. I am deeply sorry, Wing. If I could do this any other way, I would.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''If you desire it, I wish to remain your caretaker while you recover. Even if you do not, please do not forsake any help from Rhianna and Stormwind. You may stay in my room. I will vacate it and stay at the inn in Gridania. You are still most welcome to stay at Rhianna's house for as long as you would like.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Please, write back, or contact me, or come see me. Anything. Just to hear from you is all I ask, even if it's to yell at me. Trust me, that is truly what I feel I deserve from you. Yet, I do hope you still can trust me. I am doing this out of a desire not to betray your trust. I hope that in time we can be as we were. Drinking buddies once again. I will rightfully suffer what I must, but I hope I can remain beside you in some capacity. All I wish is to remain beside you. Never above you. Never below you. Always beside.''&lt;br /&gt;
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''Always your bear,''&lt;br /&gt;
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Her features twisted as she turned away from the tear-stained letter. The man couldn’t have ever told her in person, while she was resting in his bloody room! Her fingers wrapped themselves around tumbler and she lifted her arm, spun around, and…chucked the damn thing across the room. It was no match for the hearty wooden walls, as it shattered upon impact. As it exploded, she sank down and folded her arms along the bar, her head falling into them. She knew she was being childish, but by the gods, she couldn’t help it. That man, her Bear, had known her better than most did. Or so she had thought he did, for he claimed to know next to nothing about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her body trembled. Why had he brought up his child to her then? Why, then, did he bring up that he would like her to be like a mother to his son? A broken sob parted her lips as she slammed her fist down along the bar. Apparently the only light the man had seen in her was the one he held until he saw someone else he fancied. &amp;quot;Damn you...Dogberry..&amp;quot; She whispered as tears streaked down her right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow she had kept herself from crying earlier, back when she first read the letter. Even as she sat on his bed, rested in his room, she had not cried. She had simply gathered up what small belongings she had there and left, leaving neither word nor trace of where she had gone. Perhaps it had been finding Shiroro in Gridania that kept the Elezen from breaking down, forcing her to keep up her happy façade to avoid troubling the young Lalafell. But, now that she was alone…&lt;br /&gt;
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She sunk further to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself as she curled up on the wooden floor. So much, so much had she given. Her word of promise to be faithful, to him and to his allies, aiding them in their endeavors to further their knowledge on the primals. She had taken up both steel and tome to guard them as they battled, even extending her patrols and stay in Coerthas and the eastern most shroud to keep tabs on the beast men, heretics, the small patrols of Garlean invaders…&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Was none of it enough?&amp;quot; Had she not been enough? She chocked on her sobs, words breaking past her lips as she angrily wiped at her eye. She had fought for that man, given him...everything. Her thoughts, her fears, her strengths, her body, her love, almost her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her entire form shook violently as she remembered the encounter with the lightning primal. Perhaps it had been her garb, bearing the crest and symbol of the Twin Adders, which had sought out his attention. Perhaps that was why every time Ramuh called down the heavens he struck her. Her fingers curled against the stained wood. Not once, not twice, not even thrice....but four times he struck her, paralyzing her so she was unable to move, and that last time...&lt;br /&gt;
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So much pain, so much agony, and though the event had happened but a fortnight ago, all of it was now swarming her again. Every fiber of her being cried out as if she were being struck. Her throat tightened, her muscles convulsed. It had happened so long ago, yet as she cried she could feel the primals aether eating away at her even now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually she would gather herself up and clean up the bar, clean up the mess on the wall. Eventually she would wipe away those painful tears and paint on her usual pleasant smile. But for tonight? Tonight, she would allow herself this moment; this time she would allow herself to be weak. For she had lost the only person who she thought would be there forever. He claimed to want to be friends, and friends they might be in the future, but for now....for now, Menelwen just needed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Notes''': I'm open for any kind of RP; free form, scripted, forum, anything! I'm always up for expanding Menelwen's RP network, so if you have an itch to meet her, or even have an idea where her character would be a good fit in a plot you are currently in, please do not hesitate to message me! I'm not against perma-death, ''but'' it would have to be a decently long storyline for that to be the outcome, and it would need my approval ''before'' it happened. Simply message me and we can talk if you have any inquiries. &lt;br /&gt;
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 On a side note; yes, I am Menelwen from Guild Wars 2's server Tarnished Coast ''and'' I am the same Menelwen from World of Warcraft's server Wyrmrest Accord. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Credits''': [https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Unnamed_Mercenary|''Unnamed Mercenary''] for the tabs.&lt;br /&gt;
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