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2016-05-31T06:12:49Z

Moon:

2016-05-04T03:48:09Z

Moon:

Ari'ya Mhoki

2016-04-18T13:01:45Z

Moon:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Ari'ya Mhoki
| image = Ariref.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Gridania
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Keeper of the Moon
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 19
| stat_2 = Orientation
| stat_2_value = Bisexual
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Healer/Ex-dancer
| stat_4 = Martial Status
| stat_4_value = Single
| stat_5 = Alignment
| stat_5_value = True Neutral
}}

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

Modest of stance, and on the shorter end for male Miqo’te, Ari’ya’s stature is lithe, and willowy. He hasn’t been built for direct combat, and that much is clear; though true to his roots - his form boasts of quiet agility, and his movements cultivate a characteristically Miqo’te kind of grace. Despite his often palpable lack of weaponry, he clothes himself in a typical Conjurer’s robes; white with dashes of red; tied in about the sway of his waist with a simple sash, studded with pins and badges of his very own addition.

His demeanour is far from put-together. At a glance, he might look the part of a haphazard vagabond in the first pair of robes he might have happened upon. But on closer inspection - it becomes impossibly clear that these small imperfections, these tears and these scuffs in his clothing and his shoes are all deliberate, or something he doesn’t exactly care to remedy - even if he could. The messy quiff to his rose quartz-coloured hair leaves him with a careless, dishevelled sort of elegance. The white streaks of colour that tip the ends of his hair that he’ll inevitably end up brushing out of his eyes are deliberate, and even the paint upon the crest of his right cheek serves a purpose of its own.

His features are doubtlessly refined and delicate. With a pair of mismatched eyes (one a stark, milky white due to his partial blindness, and the other as violet as Mor Dhona's smog), and a pair of full, pink-hued lips, arched (aristocratic) cheekbones, wide, almond-shaped eyes - complete with the Keeper’s signature rounded pupil, and a clean-shaven jaw, his features are only offset by a grizzly burn spanning over the hinge of his jaw, spreading down to the left side of his neck, something he (feebly) tries to cover with his hair, or with a scarf wider than his torso folded, and haphazardly wound about his shoulders.

Both of his ears have been pierced a number of times. His left is studded with a simple, silver star, and a crescent shaped moon, while his right is adorned with a lone, hanging pearl. A piercing sits beneath the fuller bow of his lower lip, and his fingers are similarly adorned with a number of light-catching rings, each inlaid with a different gemstone. About his neck sits a crescent-moon pendant, complete with a smiling sun at its heart; such an accessory is rarely far from him, if it isn’t about his neck.

When clad in his dancer's attire, much of his form is visible, for he only seems to favour a pair of loose trousers when he performs. A piercing sits through his navel, a simple silver barbell - he adorns his chest and arms with threaded, silver chains for show. What leanness his body cultivates is never more obvious than when he dances.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Rainfall.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Cold weather.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Extravagant clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Small dogs.

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Excessive quiet.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Liars.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Young children.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice: Pride.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Mint.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Jasmine Tea.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Lilac.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Speech & Mannerisms</div>===
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Ari’s mannerisms are subtle and nuanced, perhaps incredibly easy to ignore. He carries himself with a regal edge, and while he might not look the part of nobility, his movements bely his appearance. He’s slow-moving, receptive to his surroundings, and cultivating of a soundless grace. He’s remarkably perceptive, his lone violet-hued eye is scarcely still for too long, lest his present company interesting enough to solely captivate his attention. He’s always taking in his surroundings, as if his remaining eye might just be taken from him at any moment.

His emotions can often be difficult to read, though his tail, and his ears often give him away; as if making up for all the emotion he manages to extinguish from his gaze. His tail is rarely still for long, be it coiled close to his body, or around the leg of a chair or stool he has chosen to sit upon, it is almost aways in motion.

Often polite, mannerly, and charming - Ari’s personality is difficult at first to discern. He can be playful, talkative, animated, emotive, eager, excited, introspective, thoughtful, and he can be quiet, introverted, impulsive, reckless, thoughtless (for someone who seems to consider every possible variable to any given situation), single-minded and often silently brazen. Prone to excessive amounts of daydreaming (often to the determinant of the amount of work he aims to complete in a given day), he’s a soul who could be consumed by his thoughts alone for hours on end without ever becoming bored.

His thirst for knowledge is what drives him, always seeking to learn more, be it of the Aether itself, or the best ways in which to boil a chicken’s egg, he craves knowledge; and he lacks the means (and gil) at which to acquire it.

Ari won't fight unless he aboslutely must, and even then - he's barely skilled in defending himself. What magic he does know lies solely in healing. He doesn't believe that his magic ought to be use for violence, or for trivial matters, viewing it as something of a gift; to be treasured, and prized for what it is. Though, when confronted, his technique is truly a defensive one, and wherever possible, he will try to avoid landing a blow if he can. He isn't well-versed in combat tactics, having never wanted to become a fighter. Nonetheless, Ari is quick, and agile on his feet - his small stature only aids his speed.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
■ Often seen in the forests close to Gridania, visiting shrines reserved for the Twelve.<br>
■ He's always willing to lend a healing hand, and he's too damn polite to ask for compensation, even if he really, honestly might need it.<br>
■ Extremely fond of sweets. Really.<br>
■ A talented painter, though he's incredibly modest about his skills.<br>
■ Prefers to be close to the coast. If there's no breeze, he's very uncomfortable.<br>
■ Easily claustrophobic, and he doesn't handle it well. <br>
■ He's half blind, though he does his best not to let it hinder him.<br>
■ Can be seen scratching at the burned scar along the side of his face when he's irritated. <br>
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "That Miqo'te there? Heard he's off with the Amal'jaa..." - Quicksand patron.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Always daydreaming, that one. How can you live in the present, when you're so stuck in your own head?" - Ul'dah citizen.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He seems to pray a lot. Isn't that nice? I wish I could be that connected to the Twelve." - Gridanian citizen.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I think he can see Aether through that white eye of his." - Twelveswood resident.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He told my fortune once. Apparently I've only got six years left on me life." - Quicksand patron.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he's a lovely lad! Helped me find my cat when she went missing, isn't that nice?" - Twelveswood resident.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He was wound up in some real dark stuff once upon a time. That's how he got that burn. I swear it." - Limsa resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I saw him make off with some well-to-do Hyur lad, once. He really ought to stick to his own kind." - Ul'dah resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He came into the city once with this bag of potions. What was he doing with all of those?" - Little Ala Mhigo merchant.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Feel free to add your own!)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He's got his head stuck in the damn clouds. It's impossible t'have a conversation with 'im." -- ''[[Jess'a Vaati]]''
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he read my fortune for me. It was quite wonderful, really. I wouldn't pass up the opportunity." --''[[Ash'li Ehri]]''
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">■</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">■</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">■</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> [[Ash'li Ehri]] -- A lively conversation about tarot cards brought Ash'li into the other Miqo'te's evening by pure chance, after spotting the Conjurer shuffling his desk, Ash'li kindly asked for a fortune reading. While his fortune did read grim, his spirits remained brightened by the other Miqo'te's optimistic outlook on what the cards drawn meant. Though, there's no mistaking a reverse-castle, and both knew it.
: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">■</font> [[Jess'a Vaati]] -- Ari'ya and Jess'a's past is tumultuous at best. Though it's been a long time since they've seen one another, having been thrown together whilst caught in slavery, their inevitable reunions always end up bringing back more awful memories than good ones. Though they enjoy one another's company, it has simply become too painful to continue to remain in touch.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #94DBFF;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===

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

IC/Inspiration tumblr: [http://ariyacat.tumblr.com click here!]

Character art coming soon!

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

Ari'ya Mhoki

2016-04-18T12:43:33Z

Moon:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Ari'ya Mhoki
| image = Ariref.png
| imagewidth = 300
| title = Healer & Fortune Teller
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Gridania
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Keeper of the Moon
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 19
| stat_2 = Guardian
| stat_2_value = Menphina
| stat_3 = Namesday
| stat_3_value = 26th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon
| stat_4 = Orientation
| stat_4_value = Homosexual
}}

== <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#2C3539; font-size:20px; color:#ffffff">'''Character'''</div> ==

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<span style="font-size:14px"><font color="#2C3539" face="Arial"><span style="line-height: 16px">

=== '''♦ Appearance''' ===
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<br>Modest of stance, and on the shorter end for male Miqo’te, Ari’ya’s stature is lithe, and willowy. He hasn’t been built for direct combat, and that much is clear; though true to his roots - his form boasts of quiet agility, and his movements cultivate a characteristically Miqo’te kind of grace. Despite his often palpable lack of weaponry, he clothes himself in a typical Conjurer’s robes; white with dashes of red; tied in about the sway of his waist with a simple sash, studded with pins and badges of his very own addition.

His demeanour is far from put-together. At a glance, he might look the part of a haphazard vagabond in the first pair of robes he might have happened upon. But on closer inspection - it becomes impossibly clear that these small imperfections, these tears and these scuffs in his clothing and his shoes are all deliberate, or something he doesn’t exactly care to remedy - even if he could. The messy quiff to his rose quartz-coloured hair leaves him with a careless, dishevelled sort of elegance. The white streaks of colour that tip the ends of his hair that he’ll inevitably end up brushing out of his eyes are deliberate, and even the paint upon the crest of his right cheek serves a purpose of its own.

His features are doubtlessly refined and delicate. With a pair of mismatched eyes (one a stark, milky white due to his partial blindness, and the other as violet as Mor Dhona's smog), and a pair of full, pink-hued lips, arched (aristocratic) cheekbones, wide, almond-shaped eyes - complete with the Keeper’s signature rounded pupil, and a clean-shaven jaw, his features are only offset by a grizzly burn spanning over the hinge of his jaw, spreading down to the left side of his neck, something he (feebly) tries to cover with his hair, or with a scarf wider than his torso folded, and haphazardly wound about his shoulders.

Both of his ears have been pierced a number of times. His left is studded with a simple, silver star, and a crescent shaped moon, while his right is adorned with a lone, hanging pearl. A piercing sits beneath the fuller bow of his lower lip, and his fingers are similarly adorned with a number of light-catching rings, each inlaid with a different gemstone. About his neck sits a crescent-moon pendant, complete with a smiling sun at its heart; such an accessory is rarely far from him, if it isn’t about his neck.

When clad in his dancer's attire, much of his form is visible, for he only seems to favour a pair of loose trousers when he performs. A piercing sits through his navel, a simple silver barbell - he adorns his chest and arms with threaded, silver chains for show. What leanness his body cultivates is never more obvious than when he dances.
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=== '''♦ Behaviour''' ===
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Ari’s mannerisms are subtle and nuanced, perhaps incredibly easy to ignore. He carries himself with a regal edge, and while he might not look the part of nobility, his movements bely his appearance. He’s slow-moving, receptive to his surroundings, and cultivating of a soundless grace. He’s remarkably perceptive, his lone violet-hued eye is scarcely still for too long, lest his present company interesting enough to solely captivate his attention. He’s always taking in his surroundings, as if his remaining eye might just be taken from him at any moment.

His emotions can often be difficult to read, though his tail, and his ears often give him away; as if making up for all the emotion he manages to extinguish from his gaze. His tail is rarely still for long, be it coiled close to his body, or around the leg of a chair or stool he has chosen to sit upon, it is almost aways in motion.

Often polite, mannerly, and charming - Ari’s personality is difficult at first to discern. He can be playful, talkative, animated, emotive, eager, excited, introspective, thoughtful, and he can be quiet, introverted, impulsive, reckless, thoughtless (for someone who seems to consider every possible variable to any given situation), single-minded and often silently brazen. Prone to excessive amounts of daydreaming (often to the determinant of the amount of work he aims to complete in a given day), he’s a soul who could be consumed by his thoughts alone for hours on end without ever becoming bored.

His thirst for knowledge is what drives him, always seeking to learn more, be it of the Aether itself, or the best ways in which to boil a chicken’s egg, he craves knowledge; and he lacks the means (and gil) at which to acquire it.
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==[[File:serpentleft.png|left|]] <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#2C3539; font-size:20px; color:#ffffff">'''Combat'''</div> ==
Ari won't fight unless he aboslutely must, and even then - he's barely skilled in defending himself. What magic he does know lies solely in healing. He doesn't believe that his magic ought to be use for violence, or for trivial matters, viewing it as something of a gift; to be treasured, and prized for what it is. Though, when confronted, his technique is truly a defensive one, and wherever possible, he will try to avoid landing a blow if he can. He isn't well-versed in combat tactics, having never wanted to become a fighter. Nonetheless, Ari is quick, and agile on his feet - his small stature only aids his speed.

== [[File:serpentleft.png|left|]]<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#2C3539; font-size:20px; color:#ffffff">'''★ Recent RP events ★'''</div> ==
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Coming soon!

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #2C3539; font-size:14px; color:#FFFFFF"><center>Likes</center></div> ===
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Magic.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Music
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Tea.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Gemstones.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Fortune-telling.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Dancing.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Sleeping in.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Food.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Reading.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Fine clothing.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Rain/snow.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Wildlife.

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=== <div style="padding:10px 35px; background:#2C3539; font-size:14px; color:#FFFFFF"><center><span class="mw-headline">Dislikes</span></center></div> ===
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Crowds.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Excessive heat.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Deserts.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Alcohol.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Being patronised.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Conflict.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Politics.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Early mornings.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Bright lights.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Small/enclosed spaces.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Saltwater.

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:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> A proficient artist, he likes working with watercolours best.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> He doesn't drink alcohol. At all. Ever.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Literate, though far from intelligent.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Talented at street dancing.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Literally the worst at cooking.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> Irritable in extreme heat, and extreme cold. He needs a middle-ground.

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:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> '''Favourite Food/Drink''': Mint tea.
:<font style="color:#2C3539" size="3">■</font> '''Favourite Place''': Coerthas.
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<div style="text-align: center;"><font style="color:#FA70BC" size="3"> 💘 </font> Crush <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> 💗 </font> Sexual Desire <font style="color:#FF0033" size="3"> ❤ </font> In love with <font style="color:#cc0000" size="3"> 💑 </font> In a relationship <font style="color:#33ff22" size="3"> ● </font> Good Standing <font style="color:#8f8377" size="3"> ● </font> Neutral Standing <font style="color:#C24640" size="3"> ● </font> Poor Standing
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:<span style="color:#00ff00"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Person Here]]''' – </span></span>
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:<span style="color:#C24640"><span style="font-size: medium">● </span></span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Person Here]]''' – </span></span>
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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background:#2C3539; font-size:14px; color:#FFFFFF"><span class="mw-headline">Enemies & Rivals</span></div>===

:<span style="color: #C24640; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center"><span style="font-size:small">'''[[Person Here]]''' -
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==[[File:serpentright.png|left]]<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#2C3539; font-size:20px; color:#ffffff">'''Rumours'''</div>==
<div style="font-size:20px; color:#000B33">'''Common Rumors'''</div>
: <div style="color:#634731">"That Miqo'te there? Heard he's off with the Amal'jaa..."</div>

: <div style="color:#634731">"Once saw him making off with some well-to-do Hyur bloke, that's not right."</div>

: <div style="color:#634731">"Oh, he's polite enough. He apologises far too much for my liking, off saying sorry for everything - even things that aren't his fault! It's maddening."</div>
<div style="font-size:20px; color:#000B33">'''Moderate Rumors'''</div>
: <div style="color:#634731">"He once came in to the Quicksand, and spent a good hour just starin' off into space. I don't think he's all there."</div>

: <div style="color:#634731">"I heard he dances for money, is that true? Isn't ''that'' strange?"</div>

: <div style="color:#634731">"Heard his tribe abandoned him 'cause he practices dark magic. He doesn't look the type though, does he?"</div>
<div style="font-size:20px; color:#000B33">'''Rare Rumors'''</div>

: <div style="color:#634731">"I don't think dancing is all he does. You've heard what most Ul'dah dancers will do for a few extra coin, right? What makes you think he's any different? I'm betting he ain't."</div>

: <div style="color:#634731">"His brother came looking for him a few months back, the second he showed up in Ul'dah, pinkie over there was nowhere to be seen for weeks."</div>

: <div style="color:#634731">"That burn on his face, what d'you suppose it's from? My bet's on dark magic. There's somethin' not right with that kid."</div>

<div style="font-size:20px; color:#000B33">'''Player Character Rumors'''</div>
<i><div style="color:#634731"> (Have any to add? feel free to send me a message and let me know!) </div></i>
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'''''Alignment''':'' True neutral.
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'''''IC Tumblr''':'' [[ariyacat.tumblr.com|click here.]]

E'lian Tia

2016-04-10T07:42:46Z

Moon: /* Appearance */

{{Infobox-character
| name = E'lian Tia
| image = Elian1.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Seeker of the Sun
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 19
| stat_2 = Orientation
| stat_2_value = Demisexual
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Dancer/Courtesan
| stat_4 = Martial Status
| stat_4_value = Single
| stat_5 = Alignment
| stat_5_value = True Neutral
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
Diminutive in height, and small in stature, E’lian’s form is still a difficult one to overlook. Roped in fine, lean muscle, his body cultivates that of a proper dancer’s, sculpted and created for fluidity over bulk, and strength. He isn’t strong, and he isn’t one for combat, that is more than clear just by looking at him, for there isn’t a mark nor a blemish upon him.

E’lia’s features are gentle. A pair of full lips hide crooked teeth, and a pierced tongue. His browline is soft, his cheeks are full, and his nose is ever so slightly crooked along the bridge, turning up into a neat button at the tip. His sun-bronzed complexion only seems to offset the too-green of his eyes until they might as well glow for how they stand out beneath his ragged, tattered hair.

White streaks run through his copper locks, though the ends look as if they’ve been shawn off rather abruptly, as if (maybe) his hair was quite a bit longer than it is at present. His jawline is pronounced, and strong - but it’s clean shaven, and it’s ''always'' kept that way. A pair of twin markings line the crest of his cheekbones, characteristic to his Seeker heritage, as well as two careless streaks of paint along the hinges of his jaw.

Lia's eyelids have similarly been adorned with a slight blush of violet colour, and this - if anything - serves to bring out the vibrancy of his eyes all the more. He is careful, and watchful - or maybe just easily distracted for how often his eyes move from one thing to the next, as if everything is curious enough to captivate his interest.

Not one to allow himself to be confined by clothing, Lia rarely wears anything over his torso. A simple silver chain that ends in a slight sapphire hangs over his sternum, distracting efficiently from the golden-ink tattoo along the curve of his left arm. The pattern is often difficult to discern, or notice at all against his olive complexion; but it’s an intricate one. Detailed, and alluring; it winds together akin to a baroque spider’s web over the gentle curve of his bicep; almost like an Arcanist’s spell.

His ears are both similarly pierced with a number of gaudy golden earrings and hoops. The bow of his lower lip proudly displays a simple stud, and the dip of his navel has similarly been pierced with a matching sapphire to his pendant. His fingers are often adorned with thick rings, and a pair of simple, golden cuffs sit about both of his wrists, and his ankles, engraved with intricate patterns that almost seem to match his tattoo.

Favouring brightly coloured clothes that might just move with his body when he dances, he dresses in a manner that is either incredibly over the top, or completely senseless. Either way, he doesn’t seem to mind, and his stunning fashion sense (he thinks) only seems to add to his winning smiles.

Lia's mannerisms are clumsy, and thoughtless. He’s the picture of grace when in the midst of a dance, but the moment he might step off stage, he loses seemingly all coordination. Too eager to place his interest in those around him, he forgets his surroundings, and trips over everything - even himself.

The scent of peach blossom and vanilla follows him around like a too-sweet perfume, seemingly infused into the fibres of every piece of clothing that he owns. It’s easy to find a room in which E’lian had been present, for it’ll smell lovely.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Rainfall.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Cold weather.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Extravagant clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Food.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Abrupt people.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Children.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Liars.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humourless people.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: True Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice: Pride.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Chocolate.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Green Tea.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Evergreen.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Speech & Mannerisms</div>===
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E’lia’s speech is clipped, and short. He speaks as if he has to say everything in a great rush lest he get absolutely no words out at all. He’s over-eager, and too quick to speak, often stuttering as he stumbles over his own words, and then proceeding to be incredibly embarrassed when he has to force himself to slow down, and enunciate his words instead.

Nonetheless, his voice is of a relatively ordinary cadence, neither too baritone, nor too high. It fits his features, and comes heavily accented as if he’s merely grown up along Fisherman’s Bottom in Limsa, learning from pirates and ruffians, though he’ll deny it through his teeth.

Nonetheless, his movements are incredibly graceful. The fluidity to which he dances is all but mesmerising, for it’s one of the only things he’s relatively good at, as if he’s been doing ti since birth. He’s a fast learner, and he can master a complex movement in hours alone. Though, he lacks this catlike grace the moment he might step off a stage.

He can be clumsy, for his attention is quick to move from one thing to the next, and he places so much of his focus on a single thing, that it is often to the detriment of his surroundings. Often covered in bruises from his own misgivings, and falls - he makes up for it all with a winning smile, and a charming disposition.
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■ Completely illiterate, and he'll go to great lengths to hide the fact that he has no idea how to read.<br>
■ He cannot swim, and it's also something he will go to great lengths to conceal.<br>
■ A skilled artist; he prefers to lend his skills over to body paint, often mixing and creating his own paints himself.<br>
■ He's very athletic, and he's very fit. It's difficult to out-endure him.<br>
■ He likes sex. A lot.<br>
■ Favours gaudy, brightly-coloured, extravagant clothing - clothing well above the salary of a physical therapist.<br>
■ An ex-slave, though he's covered up all discernible signs of that with his cuffs.<br>
■ Actually has a heart of gold, really - he's very nice. <br>
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "What a wild dancer, di'ja see that performance? Couldn't look away from him!" - Club patron.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Heard he sells himself at Costa Del Sol, y'know-- with all them other Miqo'te "dancers"?" - Ul'dah citizen.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He's brilliant, bought me a drink once just for complimenting his dancing! Isn't that nice?" - Ul'dah citizen.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's familiar. I don't really know where I know him from. I swear I've seen his face around those smuggling rings.." - Limsa resident.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He can hold his damn liquor, I'll tell you that. He'll drink you under the damn table." - Quicksand patron.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he's a lovely lad! Helped me find my cat when she went missing, isn't that nice?" - Twelveswood resident.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I heard he scams his clients. That ain't on way to conduct a business. You can't rob from the people already givin' you money." - Limsa resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He's from the slave trade. I know it. I don't know how he got himself out, or what they was makin' him do.. but he's from the slave trade." - Ul'dah resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "There's gotta be somethin' wrong there. You don't become a dancer, and always be that happy. You don't." - Little Ala Mhigo merchant.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Feel free to add your own!)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "We have a long history. I've known him for years. He's a Seeker, but he's a good sort, y'know? A good sort." -- ''[[Jess'a Vaati]]''
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he's lovely! We had tea together, and he was very kind to me. We talked for hours. I'd love to see him again." --''[[Ari'ya Mhoki]]''
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">■</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">■</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">■</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> [[Ari'ya Mhoki]] -- The two met at a performance that E'lian was invited to, and bonded over their love of tea, and their mutual superstitions. Ari'ya provided E'lian with a tarot reading, while E'lia performed for Ari's troupe. Since then, the two have met a handful of times for tea, and for conversation. They remain good friends.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> [[Jess'a Vaati]] -- A friend that E'lian has known for almost a decade, now - Jess'a reminds him terribly of a much more complicated time. The two became close during their years in the slave trade, having worked for the very same noble. Though they rarely keep in contact, each meeting they do have becomes rather more emotional than either one would like.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #94DBFF;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
[[File:Elian2.png|frameless]]

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

IC/Inspiration tumblr: [http://bronzed-cat.tumblr.com click here!]

Character art coming soon!

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

Ash'li Ehri

2016-03-26T07:55:04Z

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{{Infobox-character
| name = Ash'li Ehri
| image = Fishipash.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Keeper of the Moon
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
| stat_2 = Orientation
| stat_2_value = Bisexual
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Physical Therapist/Unconventional Healer/"Alchemist"
| stat_4 = Martial Status
| stat_4_value = Single
| stat_5 = Alignment
| stat_5_value = Chaotic Neutral
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
Barely a waif compared to many of his kind, Ash'li's form is lacking. He's thin, almost sickly-so; with a wiry frame wound in garishly little muscle to provide any sort of variable leanness; it's clear he doesn't make much of an outward effort at direct combat of any kind. His skin is so pale it's very nearly translucent, the tangled webbing of his purple-blue veins beneath his flesh is very nearly visible upon parts of his body, though he doesn't seem so terribly worried.

His features are aristocratic. Refined, delicate, deliberate. His jawline is soft, his brow-line is barely pronounced. His nose cultivates a slight curve towards the tip, with a triad of markings inked into his flesh just over the bridge, beneath the elaborate cuff of his glasses. His eyes are wide, carefully accented and eye-catching. His features are a blend of pleasing attributes when set aside and separated; but set together as they are on his face, he only serves to look... strange.

An artfully-arranged cascade of deep-red hair partially obscures his gaunt features, with a lone braid tied at the nape of his neck with a white ribbon, it only seems to draw more colour from his features. The ends are tipped with an alluring plum shade that only seems to compliment the violet tint to his eyelids, and the amethyst teardrop earrings almost always hanging from his pointed, pierced ears.

Ash'li's eyes are mismatched, though not from a fortunate case of genetic heterochromia His left eye is a bright, vibrant, almost pastel shade of wondrous heliotrope, while his right is pitch black. So dark that it's nigh impossible to tell where pupil ends and iris begins. He's loath to admit to the cause of this abnormality, though it seems he can still see from this altered eye, despite his penchant for keeping it concealed, if not by his hair - then by an eyepatch (that will almost always match the shade of whatever robes he might be wearing on any given day). Yet at times, he seems unaware of things approaching from his right, as if this eye's abilities are greatly hindered.

[[File:Ashehri.png|left]]Nonetheless, a pair of full lips tinted a gentle peach and an artificial blush to the crests of his rounded cheeks lends some colour to his features, but not enough to stop him from looking as if it's been quite some time since he has seen any sun. A pair of elaborate, vine-rimmed glasses sit upon the bridge of his nose, delicately inlaid with amethyst gemstones, glasses that look as if they ought to belong to some sort of noble.

There's not a mark, scratch, nor blemish upon this Miqo'te's features. His complete lack of any scarification would seem utterly abnormal, though he almost always seems to conceal every inch of his figure from his neck down. He favours darker shades, muted colours with splashes of brightness and hints of silver. A book is never terribly far from his side, and a deep satchel is almost always slung carelessly over his left shoulder, with a protective thumb wedged beneath the strap.

Despite his gloved hands, his fingers are nonetheless adorned with countless rings, all inlaid with differing gemstones, all visibly quite precious to him. Added embelishments include silver talons slipped onto the tips of his index and middle fingers, a crude display of pure vanity. Around his neck sits a simple black-velvet choker with a small silver crescent moon hanging over the dip of his collarbones. His tongue has similarly been pierced with a lone stud, along with his right eyebrow; as if the silver stud will somehow detract from the awful, ugly look of that black eye.

Ash'li cultivates the pervasive scent of something utterly acrid. It follows him around like some lurid, pervasive perfume, clinging to every stitch in his robes, and every needless adornment to his fingertips.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Rainfall.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Cold weather.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Extravagant clothing. The gaudier the better.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Cats.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being interrupted.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Liars.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being alone.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Young children.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice: Greed.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Dark chocolate.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Jasmine Tea.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Violet.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Speech & Mannerisms</div>===
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[[File:Ashfull1.png|left]] Ash'li carries himself with the air of a noble, though it's evident just by looking at him that he's no such thing. He walks with squared shoulders, with slow steps as if nothing has him in any sort of great rush, as if he has nowhere to be, or no one to see - nothing important enough to have him moving any faster. He tends to hold the front of his robes out of his way as he moves, eyes often downcast to his feet to watch where he steps. He favours boots with heels, to make himself just an added inch or two taller, given his slight, and short stature - these added inches help a great deal. His gait is graceful, and deceptively sharp - he's one who is rarely aware of his surroundings, but aware just ''enough''.

He speaks with a Sharlayan accent, whether it's truly caught on to his manner of speaking, or if he's putting it on for show is nigh impossible to tell. His features are often impassive, difficult to read but prone to curious bouts of utter thoughtfulness and daydreaming. His attention is quick to stray, and though he prides himself in keeping his emotions reigned in, his ears, and his tail are often the ones to give him away. His tail is incredibly expressive, as if making up for what his features might do their best at concealing.

Nonetheless, the cadence of his voice is soft. Often, he will rarely speak over a quiet murmur, as if he's caught in a constant state of complete absent-mindedness. As if he truly cannot raise his voice above a low grate; his tone is close to androgynous, without any lilt one way or another - the fact that he speaks so softly barely tends to aid that.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
■ Often seen close to the Ossuary in Ul'dah, though he does make frequent visits to the Quicksand.<br>
■ Immensely thoughtless, reckless, selfish, single-minded, impulsive, power-hungry, vain and pretty - he's definitely ''something''.<br>
■ Posesses an unnatural adoration for dark chocolate, and once put in an order to have some shipped right from Ishgard when the gates did open.<br>
■ A very, very skilled alchemist. He knows how to make the simplest potions, to the most complex. It's a useful skill.<br>
■ Likes fire. A lot. Pls put ur flames away. He's like a moth.<br>
■ Favours gaudy, brightly-coloured, extravagant clothing - clothing well above the salary of a physical therapist.<br>
■ Takes a hands-on approach to his healing, and is known to explore alternative routes to therapy - the effectiveness of which is often difficult to discern, but past patrons speak very, very highly of him.<br>
■ Is definitely not sinister or evil at all. Has a heart of gold. Honest. <br>
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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He's a strange fella', always seems to be muttering to someone, even when he's all by himself." - Quicksand patron.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He spends a lot of time near the Ossuary, it's a bit suspicious if you ask me." - Ul'dah citizen.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Some reckon he's a gambler, or some sort'a high roller. He always smells like chemicals, dunno why." - Ul'dah citizen.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I heard he used to be a healer to some noble, but he got kicked out of that job for experimentin' on all the wrong people. A bit weird, hey?" - Limsa resident.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "That black eye of his? I heard he's cursed, and that's how you know. That damn eye." - Quicksand patron.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he's a lovely lad! Helped me find my cat when she went missing, isn't that nice?" - Twelveswood resident.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "That Miqo'te over there? He practices dark magic. I saw it for myself, with my own eyes, I swear by the twelve!" - Limsa resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He's mad, he's utterly mad. Don't listen to a word he says!" - Ul'dah resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I saw him once with some vial of blood, like a ''big'' vial, when he saw I was lookin', he just.. watched me. Watched until I left with that dark eye. He's bad news, I know that much." - Little Ala Mhigo merchant.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Feel free to add your own!)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "He creeps me out, too interested in magic for my likes, sometimes it's smart t'just listen to your gut, y'know?" -- ''[[Jess'a Vaati]]''
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he's quite intelligent. I had a wonderful conversation with him about tarot cards not long ago, why - did he do something wrong?" --''[[Ari'ya Mhoki]]''
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">■</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">■</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">■</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> [[Ari'ya Mhoki]] -- A lively conversation about tarot cards brought Ash'li into the other Miqo'te's evening by pure chance, after spotting the Conjurer shuffling his desk, Ash'li kindly asked for a fortune reading. While his fortune did read grim, his spirits remained brightened by the other Miqo'te's optimistic outlook on what the cards drawn meant. Though, there's no mistaking a reverse-castle, and both knew it.
: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">■</font> [[Jess'a Vaati]] -- Jess'a once briefly worked for Ash'li, providing a generous blood donation to the physician for a potion he's still in the process of creating, though during the ordeal - he took too much blood from the little thief, and Jess'a didn't quite take kindly to it, and left in a fleeting fit of relative rage that only seemed to placate Ash'li. He hasn't seen Jess'a since.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #94DBFF;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
[[File:J8JWfI2.png|frameless]]
[[File:Fishipash.png|frameless]]
[[File:Ash1red.png|frameless]]

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<gallery>

</gallery>
</center>

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

IC/Inspiration tumblr: [http://ashliehri.tumblr.com click here!]

Character art coming soon!

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

2016-03-26T07:51:55Z

Moon:

2016-03-11T02:37:00Z

Moon:

E'lian Tia

2016-03-11T02:36:14Z

Moon:

{{Infobox-character
| name = E'lian Tia
| image = Elian1.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Seeker of the Sun
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 19
| stat_2 = Orientation
| stat_2_value = Demisexual
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Dancer/Courtesan
| stat_4 = Martial Status
| stat_4_value = Single
| stat_5 = Alignment
| stat_5_value = True Neutral
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
Diminutive in height, and small in stature, E’lian’s form is still a difficult one to overlook. Roped in fine, lean muscle, his body cultivates that of a proper dancer’s, sculpted and created for fluidity over bulk, and strength. He isn’t strong, and he isn’t one for combat, that is more than clear just by looking at him, for there isn’t a mark nor a blemish upon him.

E’lia’s features are gentle. A pair of full lips hide crooked teeth, and a pierced tongue. His brownie is soft, his cheeks are full, and his nose is ever so slightly crooked along the bridge, turning up into a neat button at the tip. His sun-bronzed complexion only seems to offset the too-green of his eyes until they might as well glow for how they stand out beneath his ragged, tattered hair.

White streaks run through his copper locks, though the ends look as if they’ve been shawn off rather abruptly, as if (maybe) his hair was quite a bit longer than it is at present. His jawline is pronounced, and strong - but it’s clean shaven, and it’s -always- kept that way. A pair of twin markings line the crest of his cheekbones, characteristic to his Seeker heritage, as well as two careless streaks of paint along the hinges of his jaw.

Elia’s eyelids have similarly been adorned with a slight blush of violet colour, and this - if anything - serves to bring out the vibrancy of his eyes all the more. he is careful, and watchful - or maybe just easily distracted for how often his eyes move from one thing to the next, as if everything is curious enough to captivate his interest.

Not one to allow himself to be confined by clothing, E’lia rarely wears anything over his torso. A simple silver chain that ends in a slight sapphire hangs over his sternum, distracting efficiently from the golden-ink tattoo along the curve of his left arm. The pattern is often difficult to discern, or notice at all against his olive complexion; but it’s an intricate one. Detailed, and alluring; it winds together akin to a baroque spider’s web over the gentle curve of his bicep; almost like an Arcanist’s spell.

His ears are both similarly pierced with a number of gaudy golden earrings and hoops. The bow of his lower lip proudly displays a simple stud, and the dip of his navel has similarly been pierced with a matching sapphire to his pendant. His fingers are often adorned with thick rings, and a pair of simple, golden cuffs sit about both of his wrists, and his ankles, engraved with intricate patterns that almost seem to match his tattoo.

Favouring brightly coloured clothes that might just move with his body when he dances, he dresses in a manner that is either incredibly over the top, or completely senseless. Either way, he doesn’t seem to mind, and his stunning fashion sense (he thinks) only seems to add to his winning smiles.

E’lia’s mannerisms are clumsy, and thoughtless. He’s the picture of grace when in the midst of a dance, but the moment he might step off stage, he loses seemingly all coordination. Too eager to place his interest in those around him, he forgets his surroundings, and trips over everything - even himself.

The scent of peach blossom and vanilla follows him around like a too-sweet perfume, seemingly infused into the fibres of every piece of clothing that he owns. It’s easy to find a room in which E’lia had been present, for it’ll smell lovely.

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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Rainfall.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Cold weather.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Extravagant clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Food.

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

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Abrupt people.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Children.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Liars.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humourless people.

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

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: True Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice: Pride.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Chocolate.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Green Tea.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Evergreen.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Speech & Mannerisms</div>===
:
E’lia’s speech is clipped, and short. He speaks as if he has to say everything in a great rush lest he get absolutely no words out at all. He’s over-eager, and too quick to speak, often stuttering as he stumbles over his own words, and then proceeding to be incredibly embarrassed when he has to force himself to slow down, and enunciate his words instead.

Nonetheless, his voice is of a relatively ordinary cadence, neither too baritone, nor too high. It fits his features, and comes heavily accented as if he’s merely grown up along Fisherman’s Bottom in Limsa, learning from pirates and ruffians, though he’ll deny it through his teeth.

Nonetheless, his movements are incredibly graceful. The fluidity to which he dances is all but mesmerising, for it’s one of the only things he’s relatively good at, as if he’s been doing ti since birth. He’s a fast learner, and he can master a complex movement in hours alone. Though, he lacks this catlike grace the moment he might step off a stage.

He can be clumsy, for his attention is quick to move from one thing to the next, and he places so much of his focus on a single thing, that it is often to the detriment of his surroundings. Often covered in bruises from his own misgivings, and falls - he makes up for it all with a winning smile, and a charming disposition.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

< REDACTED >..

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
■ Completely illiterate, and he'll go to great lengths to hide the fact that he has no idea how to read.<br>
■ He cannot swim, and it's also something he will go to great lengths to conceal.<br>
■ A skilled artist; he prefers to lend his skills over to body paint, often mixing and creating his own paints himself.<br>
■ He's very athletic, and he's very fit. It's difficult to out-endure him.<br>
■ He likes sex. A lot.<br>
■ Favours gaudy, brightly-coloured, extravagant clothing - clothing well above the salary of a physical therapist.<br>
■ An ex-slave, though he's covered up all discernible signs of that with his cuffs.<br>
■ Actually has a heart of gold, really - he's very nice. <br>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "What a wild dancer, di'ja see that performance? Couldn't look away from him!" - Club patron.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Heard he sells himself at Costa Del Sol, y'know-- with all them other Miqo'te "dancers"?" - Ul'dah citizen.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He's brilliant, bought me a drink once just for complimenting his dancing! Isn't that nice?" - Ul'dah citizen.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's familiar. I don't really know where I know him from. I swear I've seen his face around those smuggling rings.." - Limsa resident.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He can hold his damn liquor, I'll tell you that. He'll drink you under the damn table." - Quicksand patron.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he's a lovely lad! Helped me find my cat when she went missing, isn't that nice?" - Twelveswood resident.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I heard he scams his clients. That ain't on way to conduct a business. You can't rob from the people already givin' you money." - Limsa resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He's from the slave trade. I know it. I don't know how he got himself out, or what they was makin' him do.. but he's from the slave trade." - Ul'dah resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "There's gotta be somethin' wrong there. You don't become a dancer, and always be that happy. You don't." - Little Ala Mhigo merchant.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Feel free to add your own!)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "We have a long history. I've known him for years. He's a Seeker, but he's a good sort, y'know? A good sort." -- ''[[Jess'a Vaati]]''
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he's lovely! We had tea together, and he was very kind to me. We talked for hours. I'd love to see him again." --''[[Ari'ya Mhoki]]''
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RELATIONS''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">■</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">■</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">■</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> [[Ari'ya Mhoki]] -- The two met at a performance that E'lian was invited to, and bonded over their love of tea, and their mutual superstitions. Ari'ya provided E'lian with a tarot reading, while E'lia performed for Ari's troupe. Since then, the two have met a handful of times for tea, and for conversation. They remain good friends.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> [[Jess'a Vaati]] -- A friend that E'lian has known for almost a decade, now - Jess'a reminds him terribly of a much more complicated time. The two became close during their years in the slave trade, having worked for the very same noble. Though they rarely keep in contact, each meeting they do have becomes rather more emotional than either one would like.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #94DBFF;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery</div>===
[[File:J8JWfI2.png|frameless]]

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<gallery>

</gallery>
</center>

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

IC/Inspiration tumblr: [http://bronzed-cat.tumblr.com click here!]

Character art coming soon!

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

File:Elian1.png

2016-03-11T02:35:41Z

Moon:

E'lian Tia

2016-03-11T02:15:31Z

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{{Infobox-character
| name = E'lian Tia
| image = Ashmain.png
| imagewidth = 250
| gender = Male
| citizenship = Ul'dah
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Seeker of the Sun
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 19
| stat_2 = Orientation
| stat_2_value = Demisexual
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Dancer/Courtesan
| stat_4 = Martial Status
| stat_4_value = Single
| stat_5 = Alignment
| stat_5_value = True Neutral
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
Diminutive in height, and small in stature, E’lian’s form is still a difficult one to overlook. Roped in fine, lean muscle, his body cultivates that of a proper dancer’s, sculpted and created for fluidity over bulk, and strength. He isn’t strong, and he isn’t one for combat, that is more than clear just by looking at him, for there isn’t a mark nor a blemish upon him.

E’lia’s features are gentle. A pair of full lips hide crooked teeth, and a pierced tongue. His brownie is soft, his cheeks are full, and his nose is ever so slightly crooked along the bridge, turning up into a neat button at the tip. His sun-bronzed complexion only seems to offset the too-green of his eyes until they might as well glow for how they stand out beneath his ragged, tattered hair.

White streaks run through his copper locks, though the ends look as if they’ve been shawn off rather abruptly, as if (maybe) his hair was quite a bit longer than it is at present. His jawline is pronounced, and strong - but it’s clean shaven, and it’s -always- kept that way. A pair of twin markings line the crest of his cheekbones, characteristic to his Seeker heritage, as well as two careless streaks of paint along the hinges of his jaw.

Elia’s eyelids have similarly been adorned with a slight blush of violet colour, and this - if anything - serves to bring out the vibrancy of his eyes all the more. he is careful, and watchful - or maybe just easily distracted for how often his eyes move from one thing to the next, as if everything is curious enough to captivate his interest.

Not one to allow himself to be confined by clothing, E’lia rarely wears anything over his torso. A simple silver chain that ends in a slight sapphire hangs over his sternum, distracting efficiently from the golden-ink tattoo along the curve of his left arm. The pattern is often difficult to discern, or notice at all against his olive complexion; but it’s an intricate one. Detailed, and alluring; it winds together akin to a baroque spider’s web over the gentle curve of his bicep; almost like an Arcanist’s spell.

His ears are both similarly pierced with a number of gaudy golden earrings and hoops. The bow of his lower lip proudly displays a simple stud, and the dip of his navel has similarly been pierced with a matching sapphire to his pendant. His fingers are often adorned with thick rings, and a pair of simple, golden cuffs sit about both of his wrists, and his ankles, engraved with intricate patterns that almost seem to match his tattoo.

Favouring brightly coloured clothes that might just move with his body when he dances, he dresses in a manner that is either incredibly over the top, or completely senseless. Either way, he doesn’t seem to mind, and his stunning fashion sense (he thinks) only seems to add to his winning smiles.

E’lia’s mannerisms are clumsy, and thoughtless. He’s the picture of grace when in the midst of a dance, but the moment he might step off stage, he loses seemingly all coordination. Too eager to place his interest in those around him, he forgets his surroundings, and trips over everything - even himself.

The scent of peach blossom and vanilla follows him around like a too-sweet perfume, seemingly infused into the fibres of every piece of clothing that he owns. It’s easy to find a room in which E’lia had been present, for it’ll smell lovely.

<table style="position:center;" width="75%">
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3>
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Rainfall.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Cold weather.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Extravagant clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Food.

<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''DISLIKES''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Abrupt people.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Children.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Liars.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humourless people.

<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''OTHER''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: True Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice: Pride.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food: Chocolate.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink: Green Tea.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Evergreen.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Speech & Mannerisms</div>===
:
E’lia’s speech is clipped, and short. He speaks as if he has to say everything in a great rush lest he get absolutely no words out at all. He’s over-eager, and too quick to speak, often stuttering as he stumbles over his own words, and then proceeding to be incredibly embarrassed when he has to force himself to slow down, and enunciate his words instead.

Nonetheless, his voice is of a relatively ordinary cadence, neither too baritone, nor too high. It fits his features, and comes heavily accented as if he’s merely grown up along Fisherman’s Bottom in Limsa, learning from pirates and ruffians, though he’ll deny it through his teeth.

Nonetheless, his movements are incredibly graceful. The fluidity to which he dances is all but mesmerising, for it’s one of the only things he’s relatively good at, as if he’s been doing ti since birth. He’s a fast learner, and he can master a complex movement in hours alone. Though, he lacks this catlike grace the moment he might step off a stage.

He can be clumsy, for his attention is quick to move from one thing to the next, and he places so much of his focus on a single thing, that it is often to the detriment of his surroundings. Often covered in bruises from his own misgivings, and falls - he makes up for it all with a winning smile, and a charming disposition.
<p><br>

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

< REDACTED >..

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Miscellaneous</div>===
■ Completely illiterate, and he'll go to great lengths to hide the fact that he has no idea how to read.<br>
■ He cannot swim, and it's also something he will go to great lengths to conceal.<br>
■ A skilled artist; he prefers to lend his skills over to body paint, often mixing and creating his own paints himself.<br>
■ He's very athletic, and he's very fit. It's difficult to out-endure him.<br>
■ He likes sex. A lot.<br>
■ Favours gaudy, brightly-coloured, extravagant clothing - clothing well above the salary of a physical therapist.<br>
■ An ex-slave, though he's covered up all discernible signs of that with his cuffs.<br>
■ Actually has a heart of gold, really - he's very nice. <br>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''RUMORS''</center></div></span></h3>
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
<div style="border:0px solid; padding:8px;"><b>
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "What a wild dancer, di'ja see that performance? Couldn't look away from him!" - Club patron.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Heard he sells himself at Costa Del Sol, y'know-- with all them other Miqo'te "dancers"?" - Ul'dah citizen.
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "He's brilliant, bought me a drink once just for complimenting his dancing! Isn't that nice?" - Ul'dah citizen.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He's familiar. I don't really know where I know him from. I swear I've seen his face around those smuggling rings.." - Limsa resident.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "He can hold his damn liquor, I'll tell you that. He'll drink you under the damn table." - Quicksand patron.
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he's a lovely lad! Helped me find my cat when she went missing, isn't that nice?" - Twelveswood resident.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I heard he scams his clients. That ain't on way to conduct a business. You can't rob from the people already givin' you money." - Limsa resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "He's from the slave trade. I know it. I don't know how he got himself out, or what they was makin' him do.. but he's from the slave trade." - Ul'dah resident.
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "There's gotta be somethin' wrong there. You don't become a dancer, and always be that happy. You don't." - Little Ala Mhigo merchant.

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Feel free to add your own!)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "We have a long history. I've known him for years. He's a Seeker, but he's a good sort, y'know? A good sort." -- ''[[Jess'a Vaati]]''
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, he's lovely! We had tea together, and he was very kind to me. We talked for hours. I'd love to see him again." --''[[Ari'ya Mhoki]]''
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">■</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">■</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">■</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> [[Ari'ya Mhoki]] -- The two met at a performance that E'lian was invited to, and bonded over their love of tea, and their mutual superstitions. Ari'ya provided E'lian with a tarot reading, while E'lia performed for Ari's troupe. Since then, the two have met a handful of times for tea, and for conversation. They remain good friends.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">■</font> [[Jess'a Vaati]] -- A friend that E'lian has known for almost a decade, now - Jess'a reminds him terribly of a much more complicated time. The two became close during their years in the slave trade, having worked for the very same noble. Though they rarely keep in contact, each meeting they do have becomes rather more emotional than either one would like.

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

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Character art coming soon!

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Ari'ya Mhoki

2016-02-12T02:38:40Z