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M'dhori Rhea

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[[#A_Whisper | <span style="color:#849E27;text-decoration:underline;">Summary</span>]]
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[[#Listen_to_Speak | <span style="color:#849E27;text-decoration:underline;">Kinship</span>]]
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[[#Flowing_through_the_Flow | <span style="color:#849E27;text-decoration:underline;">Tendencies</span>]]
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Female<br />
Miqo'te<br />
Seekers of the Sun<br />
29th sun of the <br />
5th Umbral Moon<br />
Llymlaen, <br />
the Navigator<br />
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Ever since she was a kit she was apart from the tribe. Her ears too keen for others to understand, she led us a number of times to fresh game and welcome fields. Now a shade of her former brilliance, a pity and a runt.
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<span style="float:right;">- M'yrmeleo Nunh</span>
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<h2 style="color:#849E27;border-bottom:1px solid #BAD968;width:70%;font-family:'Brush Script MT',cursive;">A Whisper</h2>
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summary
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M’dhori was always a little ‘special’ growing up. Oft not wanting to play with the other kits in the tribe, she preferred to bask in the sunlight and listen to the wind. Mi would frequently leave for places nobody knew for extended periods of time. The village elder wasn’t keen on this behavior and lectured her a number of times on how it was dangerous to venture too far; how it was hazardous to the tribe for her anti-social character. Mi shied from these lectures, listening to the wind was far more interesting. As an adolescent it became more apparent that Mi felt things, heard things, that others did not. She could feel the coming of bad weather as well as where prey traveled without any assistance. This usefulness drew her closer into the tribe center and as consequence forced her to be more sociable. Nevertheless her mind strayed from her routine tasks to the waves of emotion that washed over her whenever she listened.
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One day a traveling peddler visited their tribe for trade of beast skins. With him he brought small crystals hoping to find a young companion for his travels. With his arrival Mi fell horribly ill, coughing up her luncheon and rendered immobile. A few weeks after the peddler had left, Mi found her strength again but the world's secrets closed to her. Her premonitions became incredibly inaccurate and led the clan astray in search of beast skin and shelter. Displeased with this development, the clan stopped listening to Mi and she found herself cast aside. Even her mother and littermates were ashamed they had ever believed in her. Mi delved into her preferred solitary lifestyle again. She wanted to hear again; listening harder and more attentively for the voice of the earth until she could hear it as she had before. Unsatisfied with the way she was cast aside, she didn’t divulge that her hearing had reawakened. She began venturing away from the tribe again with little consequence. The further Mi wandered, the clearer the voices became. At the cusp of adulthood, Mi sought to leave the tribe. No longer viewed as a gift from Azemya, permission was granted.
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She ventured far, learned to hunt on her own and further tuned her hearing to expertise. During these few months, the red moon waned. Mi felt it drawing near long before it was in view. Its fearful nature unsettled her; knowing nothing would dissuade its course. During the final days of its descent she was deafened by its foreboding omnipresence, thundering and clashing filled her ears. Mi had no way of hunting and was forced to retreat into nearby caves. Then, the red moon's reckoning came over the nearby continent of Eorzea. Her whole body trembled hearing the earth's screams and opening of wounds. After the devastation, something was different, something was wrong [in Eorzea]. She felt its cry for help, pleading for balance to be restored. Mi decided to stake a new life in search of a way to help her distant friend.
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She traveled seaward meeting many strangers who told tales of what had happened: heroics of the warriors of light. The stories inspired Mi - she was not alone in responding to the world's outcry; others joined her in protecting nature's balance. From that moment on she set her mind on becoming an adventurer and to fully understand her powers.
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Whilst on her voyage to the sea-faring state of Limsa Lominsa, other prospective passengers took a fancy to her. They considered that the Arcanists' guild would likely be her most opportune destination and offered escort to the establishment. Nearing Limsa Lominsa, however, she became terribly seasick and began retching everything she had eaten the previous day, scaring off the ‘generous’ men. After arriving in Limsa Lominsa, it only got worse. Troubled by their ill passenger, the ship's crew unceremoniously dumped Mi and her belongings in a city corner, leaving her to fend for herself. Luckily the Arcanists' guild wasn’t too far and the students weren’t as heartless as the sailors. They offered her remedies and shelter, quickly learning that she meant to join them. After a few days her nausea subsided. They were able to trace the source of her ailment to the Aetheryte crystals which dot the city to providing quick transportation. Mi decided to never use an Aetheryte for her own means unless absolutely necessary after dealing with convulsions for two hours attempting travel through one. Determined, Mi, despite her unwelcoming arrival, decided to stake her future in Eorzea. She learned the way of the Arcanists quickly and became a flag student in record time. Her sensitivity to aether provided Mi with a precision none can refute. Upon mastering the fundamentals of the Arcane arts, Mi ventured forth to become a summoner and gain even more knowledge of herself. Avoiding the inescapable nausea, Mi sought life outside the cities, still preferring to live with the migrations of prey; she retains her mobile solitary lifestyle.
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During an exploration of a lonely cape in lower La Noscea she encountered a female Miqo'te standing in front of a stone engraved with a spinning wheel. The Miqo'te's face was turned into the wind, one arm raised to the sky with fingers outstretched as if she could catch it. Her stillness was absolute, save the occasional whisper escaping her lips into the wind; the rare ear movement as though the wind were responding. Curious, Mi waited, watching, until the Miqo'te's arm slowly returned to her side and she turned to meet Mi's gaze with a bright smile. The Miqo'te's name was U'tano Kazhe, the stone Nymeia's, Mi would learn as the two became fast friends; U'tano striking Mi as being willful and free-spirited like the wind Mi had conversed with for years. Fascinated by U's personality, Mi traveled alongside her for a few short weeks. Constantly on the move, U's tour of Eorzea was much more accurate than any map Mi had been required to study, full of new faces and names that would be impossible to entirely remember. Lagging behind, Mi took her leave of U to return to her own quest, but not before finding a small crystal engraved with a hand. U seemed particularly pleased when Mi showed her the crystal, and advised Mi to "Listen for the crystal voices of the Hand of the Twelve. When they come, hearken to their call." The crystal's voice was so quiet Mi strained her ears to hear it, all for naught. Mi continues to follow the flow of the Aether, healing it and restoring the balance whenever she can but she knows this is just the beginning. Something is coming, she feels it, but it remains ever distant. She responds to the call of the crystal when she feels she can but must devote her attention to the restoration of Eorzea.

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<p style="margin-left:25px;">From her sun-kissed skin to her Gridanian-shaded tail, there is no denying M’dhori’s remembrance of the earth. Tall and limbre, her fingers are likewise long and dexterous - like those of a musician - well-acquainted to tracing the words and arcane geometries of her grimoires. Despite her bookish ways, she remains physically fit, her build lightly athletic due to a mobile lifestyle. </p>
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<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Face:</span>
<p style="margin-left:25px;">M’dhori’s heterochromia eyes tease, smile, and study in a shade reminiscent of endless summer dreams. Her ample face carries bright mirrored tattoos under each eye. A small green heart adorns her right cheek alongside the short scar cutting across her right eye.</p>
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<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Hair and Tail:</span>
<p style="margin-left:25px;">M’dhori’s hair color evokes the memory of grasslands caught between the spring equinox and summer solstice. Her tail is full like a long stock of wheat ready for harvest. M’dhori keeps herself well groomed in spite of her continual travels. She keeps her hair cropped short save for her side bangs which she likes to bead with matching metal clasps.</p>
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<p style="margin-left:25px;">Like a chameleon, M’dhori will change her clothes to match her company or environment, albeit with little modesty. This includes but isn’t limited to long scholarly robes, warm winter jackets, hardened leather for battle, playful swimsuits or her usual garb. Her preferred outfit is unrestrained yet functional consisting of an open back white canvas top, ankle high leather sandals, wrist warmers or fingerless gloves, and a short leather skirt always accompanied by a thigh bound pouch. M’dhori does not like to wear hats since she is frequently complimented on her hair, but she will wear a hat upon occasion if it matches her outfit or is functional in some other way.</p>
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<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Hand of the Twelve</span>
<p style="margin-left:25px;">A group of adventurer’s bound together by the call of a small crystal with a hand in it. M’dhori found her own crystal in her pocket near the end of her travels with U’tano. When she showed it to U, U seemed particularly pleased and advised Mi to "Listen for the crystal voices of the Hand of the Twelve." Mi has spent a long time listening to it, yet its voice is very quiet despite her keen hearing.
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<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Player Characters</span>
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<li><b>[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=U%27tano_Kazhe U’tano Kazhe] “U”</b> - M’dhori’s best friend. A dark skinned miqo’te known as ‘The weavers daughter’ was one of M’dhori’s biggest influence in her life. After their initial meeting near Nymeria’s stone, M’dhori and U traveled together developing a sister like relationship.</li>
<li><b>[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Haruki_Aoyuki Haruki Aoyuki] “Ao”</b> - A quiet Miqo’te in the service of Zarara Zara; M’dhori spent several moons with him during an excruciating training regime. She has been fond of him ever since.</li>
<li><b>[http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/wiki/index.php?title=Kerr_V%27yen Kerr V’yen]</b> - A handsome Miqo’te introduced to Mi by U. He has taken no interest in Mi, and as such, Mi is increasingly curious to his nature.</li>
<li><b>Railalis Nethikir (main)</b> - A Maelstorm officer U, Ao, and Issy have had to deal with repeatedly however to this day Mi has not met him and is beginning to doubt his very existence.</li>
<li><b>Isseth Shadowheart “Issy”</b> - ???</li>
<li><b>K’zin Silkencoat</b> - During their intensive training together, Mi and Ao first met K’zin in the jungles near Brayflox's Longstep. After traveling with them briefly, he has been keeping tabs on M’dhori.</li>
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<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Other Relations</span>
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<li><b>Orel</b> - M’dhori’s chocobo received from the order of the twin adder. He has accompanied Mi on most of her adventures.</li>
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<li>She ‘hears’ the Aether talking to her. It's like a sixth sense so she can’t really explain what it says or what it feels like to others. It is like explaining color to blind people.</li>
<li>After meeting U’tano and receiving her nickname ‘Mi’, she developed the bad habit of referring to herself as Mi, poorly imitating U's methods of speech. Before her meeting with U’tano she went by her surname Rhea.</li>
<li>Due to her sensitivity to Aether, if suddenly given a large dose of Aether, Mi will become very nauseated usually resulting in vomiting and painful headaches.</li>
<li>With her hearing, if Mi feels safe around someone she tends to ignore personal space and/or forget her modesty.</li>
<li>Despite her solitary lifestyle and history, Mi is very social and will talk for hours if uninterrupted.</li>
<li>Her tolerance to alcohol is somewhat low; however, being drunk doesn’t seem to affect her in anyway.</li>
<li>She is somewhat childish, enjoying gossiping and eavesdropping.</li>
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<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Likes</span>
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<li>U’tano!</li>
<li>Listening to the Aether, talking to people.</li>
<li>Warm sunshine and terrific storms.</li>
<li>Cooking for other people.</li>
<li>Clothes which match her eyes and hair.</li>
<li>Snuggling.</li>
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<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Dislikes</span>
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<li>Those who upset the flow of the Aether and her own work.</li>
<li>Hats which rub her ears or hide her hair and or eyes.</li>
<li>Being ignored</li>
<li>Anything or anyone that upsets U’tano</li>
<li>Linkpearls, she has a hard time using them and tends to break them out of carelessness.</li>
<li>Marmot Tribe.</li>
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<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Quotes (abbr. for time's sake)</span>
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<li>‘Mi is Mi.’</li>
<li>‘Here the wild stone drowns, longs for where the wild song sounds..’</li>
<li>‘...If you ignore the 14th parallel of the Uni-cohersion of the semi-conductile, the crystals will revert into the quasi-sebiloic recursion...’</li>
<li>‘Oh! Did you hear?’</li>
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