https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/api.php?action=feedcontributions&feedformat=atom&user=Oli%21RPC Library - User contributions [en]2026-06-29T22:25:58ZUser contributionsMediaWiki 1.31.3https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Oliwat_Kokiwat&diff=253188Oliwat Kokiwat2017-06-21T08:45:25Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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| name = Oliwat Kokiwat<br />
| image = Oli.png<br />
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| caption = “Hm!”<br />
| title = The Very Last of the Rattlepacks<br />
| gender = Male<br />
| citizenship = None<br />
| race = Lalafell<br />
| clan = Plainsfolk<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 42<br />
| stat_2 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual<br />
| stat_3 = Occupation<br />
| stat_3_value = Explorer, Cataloger, Cartographer, Researcher, Adventurer, Tinkerer, (notorious) Meddler, etc.<br />
| stat_4 = Guardian<br />
| stat_4_value = Thaliak<br />
| stat_5 = Namesday<br />
| stat_5_value = 4th sun of the 3rd Astral moon<br />
| stat_6 = Theme<br />
| stat_6_value = [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rOMGIbY-9s The Eagles -- Journey of the Sorcerer]<br />
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== <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Character'''</div> ==<br />
<div><span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#33BB00;">'''<span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;">General</span>'''</span></span><br/><br/><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;"><br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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His Mammet, Clatterpouch, often accompanies him around the world.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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== <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Combat'''</div> ==<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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Should he find himself stuck without a staff, however, he has inscribed a series of geometric glyphs for Arcanist purposes within his Guidebook. His skill in the Arcane arts is nothing more than a novice’s level, which of course makes sense considering his Thaumaturgic bend. Due to recent events, however, he is putting an increased focus in Conjuration, as it would seem that there is certainly no shortage of people he knows hurting themselves.<br />
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Oddly, rather than use his magic to simply blast people to death, Oliwat manages to get through fights using minimal, clever uses of magic. Subtle things, such as making his foe trip over a few raised rocks, blowing them off of their feet with a well-placed gust of wind, heating an enemy's armor, or frosting their joints until they can't move are more his style as opposed to all-out destruction.<br />
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=== <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #668800;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>Tendancies</center></div> ===<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Variations of “Hum” and “Hm” tend to dot his dictation when he speaks.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Always packs at least three sandwiches with him at any given time, just in case he may need them for whatever reason.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Yells “waaaagh!” in times of trouble or stress.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Greatly enjoys spouting facts reasonably helpful to one’s current situation.<br />
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=== <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #668800;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>Likes</center></div> ===<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Oliwat stayed with the group of travelers that would eventually become the 81st for a while, back when they still traveled frequently. Once they settled down, however, he left to make his way back out into the world. It is, after all, against his family code to stay in one place. He wishes them well, and hopes to hear of their adventures eventually.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Edda Vincents]]:</b> Oliwat's pupil, apparently. Sometimes it's not readily apparent who's teaching who. While Oliwat remains positive, Edda tends to hold up the opposite end of the spectrum. Their entirely opposite personalities tend to confuse some and annoy others. Neither of them seem to really care.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Gwannes Oskwell]]:</b> Gwannes is stupid, but it's the good kind of stupid. Oliwat can't really remember where and when he met the man, but he manages to be fine company for Oliwat and Edda anyway. Oliwat believes he needs a better sense of humor, and fast.<br />
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:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥ </font><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Surilian Blu]]:</b> After helping the miqo'te overcome her troubles and regain control of her life, the two parted ways for a long while. After a chance encounter with two men under her employ, Oliwat visited her business only to find that she had become quite an affluent individual in his absence. Although he is happy to have her back in his life, the fact that she views him as a protector often makes him feel a little older than he actually is. Like a teeny-tiny grandfather, sort-of.<br />
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:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥ </font><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Adaji Oonarund]]:</b> Although Oliwat wasn't interested in a relationship, he has developed a bit of brotherly love for the hyur after the two sat down to talk a bit and shared their respective problems. Oliwat has a mind to include the ninja on a few adventures he is currently contemplating.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Flynt Reddard]]:</b> Otherwise known as the Hyena. Flynt claims that this is because he scavenges supplies off of dead people, but Oliwat is pretty sure this is because he bites people in combat. He knows this because he saw it first hand, and is one-hundred percent certain that it is one of the most disgusting things he has seen in his life. If there really are twelve gods, Oliwat hopes the man will spontaneously decide to become a vegetarian some day.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the fighter [[Saga Bearclaw]], and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Despite her skill at fighting, which would seemingly be in high demand, Adalhaid has almost no coin at all to her name; would-be thieves have often scouted her person only to find that she doesn't even have a Gil pouch, let alone anything to carry inside one. Having become indebted to the Hourglass for her lodging, Adalhaid sends every spare coin she has to the establishment, and the various jobs she holds hardly manage to pay well.<br />
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Adalhaid receives most of her money from her orders filled as a contracted miner; when there are no orders available, she moves goods down by Vesper Bay, and takes up whatever odd jobs she can acquire in the meantime. "If she's lucky," in her own words, she'll manage to acquire one-off jobs as a ruin delver or a sell-sword, but those jobs are hard to come by in the middle of an adventuring boom for someone like her.<br />
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When there's no work to be found, she'll often take off for long periods of time, either heading back to Little Ala Mhigo to sharpen her skills with Jaxwell Vice, or travel the world in search of other ways to further her training. Unfortunately, these long periods spent without work only help to further her debt.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>Sokhani Malqir:</b> A refugee that kept Adalhaid company in Pearl Lane while she was guarding a door for some extra coin. Although the Au Ra wasn't entirely fluid with her words, she was more than fluid with their fists, with both women finding each other equally impressed with the fighting style of the other after a brief spar. Despite taking different paths through life, they found their current situations quite similar, each offering encouraging words to the other in the conversation following their spar. Ada looks forward to crossing fists with the Au Ra again, and hopes the Monk order in Mor Dhona will develop Sokhani's fighting style further.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Some sort of odd cat has taken to following her around recently. It's rather adorable, really; do you think she'd be willing to sell?" -- ''Ul'dahn Noblewoman''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee with nary a thought. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards." -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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:<font style="color:#333300;" size="3">■ </font> "'Kind Ada', I nicknamed her, on my way out of the Canopy. Because she was kind to me, of course. Probably the only one who has ever given me an eye of notice, haha ! Very pretty clothes, she had !" -- ''[[Hawu'tan Zhwan]]''<br />
:<font style="color:#333300;" size="3">■ </font> "I had the honor of meeting Lady Adalhaid in Little Ala Mhigo. She has a very clear perspective on Rhalgr and helped many others to understand Him; which I have found is not an easy task. If you are in need of guidance in the Destroyer I bid you to seek her out." -- ''[[Jancis Milburga]]''<br />
:<font style="color:#333300;" size="3">■ </font> "She's nice! She always looks really sad though, or...troubled, I guess. I wonder what's eating at her." -- ''[[Chip Wayman]]''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=120780Adalhaid Rask2015-09-14T05:33:57Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the fighter [[Saga Bearclaw]], and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Despite her skill at fighting, which would seemingly be in high demand, Adalhaid has almost no coin at all to her name; would-be thieves have often scouted her person only to find that she doesn't even have a Gil pouch, let alone anything to carry inside one. Having become indebted to the Hourglass for her lodging, Adalhaid sends every spare coin she has to the establishment, and the various jobs she holds hardly manage to pay well.<br />
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Adalhaid receives most of her money from her orders filled as a contracted miner; when there are no orders available, she moves goods down by Vesper Bay, and takes up whatever odd jobs she can acquire in the meantime. "If she's lucky," in her own words, she'll manage to acquire one-off jobs as a ruin delver or a sell-sword, but those jobs are hard to come by in the middle of an adventuring boom for someone like her.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>Sokhani Malqir:</b> A refugee that kept Adalhaid company in Pearl Lane while she was guarding a door for some extra coin. Although the Au Ra wasn't entirely fluid with her words, she was more than fluid with their fists, with both women finding each other equally impressed with the fighting style of the other after a brief spar. Despite taking different paths through life, they found their current situations quite similar, each offering encouraging words to the other in the conversation following their spar. Ada looks forward to crossing fists with the Au Ra again, and hopes the Monk order in Mor Dhona will develop Sokhani's fighting style further.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Oliwat_Kokiwat&diff=117490Oliwat Kokiwat2015-09-02T00:43:51Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Oliwat Kokiwat<br />
| image = Oli.png<br />
| imagewidth = 401x546<br />
| caption = “Hm!”<br />
| title = The Very Last of the Rattlepacks<br />
| gender = Male<br />
| citizenship = None<br />
| race = Lalafell<br />
| clan = Plainsfolk<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 42<br />
| stat_2 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual<br />
| stat_3 = Occupation<br />
| stat_3_value = Explorer, Cataloger, Cartographer, Researcher, Adventurer, Tinkerer, (notorious) Meddler, etc.<br />
| stat_4 = Guardian<br />
| stat_4_value = Thaliak<br />
| stat_5 = Namesday<br />
| stat_5_value = 4th sun of the 3rd Astral moon<br />
| stat_6 = Theme<br />
| stat_6_value = [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rOMGIbY-9s The Eagles -- Journey of the Sorcerer]<br />
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== <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Character'''</div> ==<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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Should he find himself stuck without a staff, however, he has inscribed a series of geometric glyphs for Arcanist purposes within his Guidebook. His skill in the Arcane arts is nothing more than a novice’s level, which of course makes sense considering his Thaumaturgic bend. Due to recent events, however, he is putting an increased focus in Conjuration, as it would seem that there is certainly no shortage of people he knows hurting themselves.<br />
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Oddly, rather than use his magic to simply blast people to death, Oliwat manages to get through fights using minimal, clever uses of magic. Subtle things, such as making his foe trip over a few raised rocks, blowing them off of their feet with a well-placed gust of wind, heating an enemy's armor, or frosting their joints until they can't move are more his style as opposed to all-out destruction.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Variations of “Hum” and “Hm” tend to dot his dictation when he speaks.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Edda Vincents]]:</b> Oliwat's pupil, apparently. Sometimes it's not readily apparent who's teaching who. While Oliwat remains positive, Edda tends to hold up the opposite end of the spectrum. Their entirely opposite personalities tend to confuse some and annoy others. Neither of them seem to really care.<br />
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:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥ </font><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Surilian Blu]]:</b> After helping the miqo'te overcome her troubles and regain control of her life, the two parted ways for a long while. After a chance encounter with two men under her employ, Oliwat visited her business only to find that she had become quite an affluent individual in his absence. Although he is happy to have her back in his life, the fact that she views him as a protector often makes him feel a little older than he actually is. Like a teeny-tiny grandfather, sort-of.<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat was born to two of the most eccentric Lalafell in perhaps one of the most eccentric Lalafell families to ever romp around Eorzea. Living in a seemingly average thatched hut out on the plains with their fellow Lalafell, Oliwat and the rest of the Rattlepacks were a relatively content family, assuming that they managed (or cared) to stay in one place at the time. Which was, for better or worse, very rare.<br />
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As was the Rattlepack custom, the young Oliwat was raised not by his family, but by the village that lived near them It was a long-standing family tradition that while the rest went off on their wonderful romps throughout the known world, the youngest of the litter remained behind in the village, tending to the house and learning all the little things that Lalafell need to know in order to find their way through life. There were, however, very real reasons for this practice. The first, of course, was that it is quite dangerous out there, and many beasts throughout the world seem to have taken an awful liking to the consumption of the littlest of Lalafell children, and that was simply something that no one in the family would wish for the young Oliwat. The second, and perhaps more important reason as far as the Rattlepacks were concerned, was that he had not developed the Rattles yet.<br />
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Some Rattlepacks merely believed that the Rattles were nothing more than an old family joke, while others believed that it were as true and apparent as the sun and the sky, or the ground and the grass. The Rattles, you see, are the reason why all Rattlepacks eventually decide they've had enough of the house life, and finally set foot out into the rolling lands beyond. Unfortunately, Oliwat was a rather late bloomer. The poor Lalafell, year after year, never had any desire whatsoever to step beyond the door, and month after month, his family would visit and attempt to entice him to come with them, to absolutely no avail. So, he stayed in his hut, maintaining the trophies and clockwork contraptions his family brought back from across Eorzea, until the Calamity happened.<br />
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The others were out in the world at the time, with Oli, now an adult, still stuck in his house on his own accord. Hurrying into the basement, and hoarding as many as the family treasures as he could, he waited along with the Mammet designed to keep him company for all those years, and plenty of food. Days, weeks, a month, perhaps went by before Oliwat finally ran out of things to eat (most likely sandwiches), and was forced to see just how horribly the world above had been changed. The ground was intact, at least, and the villagers were still around, but even once repairs had been completed, and the village brought back to the way it was, there was no sign of the remainder of the Rattlepacks.<br />
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Somewhat saddened, Oliwat remained in his modest abode, polishing the treasures of times past, tinkering with the curiosities and contraptions that remained in his possession, and carefully straightening each and every portrait of the family's most famous members throughout history. Then, a full five years after the Calamity, another Lalafell, a childhood friend of his, had finally had enough.<br />
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Although the speech he gave to Oliwat may not have been as rousing as one would hope such a speech to be, it did finally get the old gears going in Oliwat's head for the first time. Over the few following weeks, the tales left behind by the others grew increasingly enticing, their treasures ever more fantastic, and their grand project, the now-very-much-outdated Rattlepack Guide, infinitely more interesting.<br />
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And so, fully into his adulthood, the Rattles finally inched their way into Oliwat's head, and he grabbed his pack, his Mammet, and took off into the world for the first time, with the cheers of his village following behind.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Oliwat_Kokiwat&diff=111524Oliwat Kokiwat2015-08-13T09:08:36Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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<div>{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Oliwat Kokiwat<br />
| image = Oli.png<br />
| imagewidth = 401x546<br />
| caption = “Hm!”<br />
| title = The Very Last of the Rattlepacks<br />
| gender = Male<br />
| citizenship = None<br />
| race = Lalafell<br />
| clan = Plainsfolk<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 42<br />
| stat_2 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual<br />
| stat_3 = Occupation<br />
| stat_3_value = Explorer, Cataloger, Cartographer, Researcher, Adventurer, Tinkerer, (notorious) Meddler, etc.<br />
| stat_4 = Guardian<br />
| stat_4_value = Thaliak<br />
| stat_5 = Namesday<br />
| stat_5_value = 4th sun of the 3rd Astral moon<br />
| stat_6 = Theme<br />
| stat_6_value = [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rOMGIbY-9s The Eagles -- Journey of the Sorcerer]<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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His Mammet, Clatterpouch, often accompanies him around the world.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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Should he find himself stuck without a staff, however, he has inscribed a series of geometric glyphs for Arcanist purposes within his Guidebook. His skill in the Arcane arts is nothing more than a novice’s level, which of course makes sense considering his Thaumaturgic bend. Due to recent events, however, he is putting an increased focus in Conjuration, as it would seem that there is certainly no shortage of people he knows hurting themselves.<br />
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Oddly, rather than use his magic to simply blast people to death, Oliwat manages to get through fights using minimal, clever uses of magic. Subtle things, such as making his foe trip over a few raised rocks, blowing them off of their feet with a well-placed gust of wind, heating an enemy's armor, or frosting their joints until they can't move are more his style as opposed to all-out destruction.<br />
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:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥ </font><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Surilian Blu]]:</b> After helping the miqo'te overcome her troubles and regain control of her life, the two parted ways for a long while. After a chance encounter with two men under her employ, Oliwat visited her business only to find that she had become quite an affluent individual in his absence. Although he is happy to have her back in his life, the fact that she views him as a protector often makes him feel a little older than he actually is. Like a teeny-tiny grandfather, sort-of.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''History/Timeline'''</div>==<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat was born to two of the most eccentric Lalafell in perhaps one of the most eccentric Lalafell families to ever romp around Eorzea. Living in a seemingly average thatched hut out on the plains with their fellow Lalafell, Oliwat and the rest of the Rattlepacks were a relatively content family, assuming that they managed (or cared) to stay in one place at the time. Which was, for better or worse, very rare.<br />
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As was the Rattlepack custom, the young Oliwat was raised not by his family, but by the village that lived near them It was a long-standing family tradition that while the rest went off on their wonderful romps throughout the known world, the youngest of the litter remained behind in the village, tending to the house and learning all the little things that Lalafell need to know in order to find their way through life. There were, however, very real reasons for this practice. The first, of course, was that it is quite dangerous out there, and many beasts throughout the world seem to have taken an awful liking to the consumption of the littlest of Lalafell children, and that was simply something that no one in the family would wish for the young Oliwat. The second, and perhaps more important reason as far as the Rattlepacks were concerned, was that he had not developed the Rattles yet.<br />
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Some Rattlepacks merely believed that the Rattles were nothing more than an old family joke, while others believed that it were as true and apparent as the sun and the sky, or the ground and the grass. The Rattles, you see, are the reason why all Rattlepacks eventually decide they've had enough of the house life, and finally set foot out into the rolling lands beyond. Unfortunately, Oliwat was a rather late bloomer. The poor Lalafell, year after year, never had any desire whatsoever to step beyond the door, and month after month, his family would visit and attempt to entice him to come with them, to absolutely no avail. So, he stayed in his hut, maintaining the trophies and clockwork contraptions his family brought back from across Eorzea, until the Calamity happened.<br />
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The others were out in the world at the time, with Oli, now an adult, still stuck in his house on his own accord. Hurrying into the basement, and hoarding as many as the family treasures as he could, he waited along with the Mammet designed to keep him company for all those years, and plenty of food. Days, weeks, a month, perhaps went by before Oliwat finally ran out of things to eat (most likely sandwiches), and was forced to see just how horribly the world above had been changed. The ground was intact, at least, and the villagers were still around, but even once repairs had been completed, and the village brought back to the way it was, there was no sign of the remainder of the Rattlepacks.<br />
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Somewhat saddened, Oliwat remained in his modest abode, polishing the treasures of times past, tinkering with the curiosities and contraptions that remained in his possession, and carefully straightening each and every portrait of the family's most famous members throughout history. Then, a full five years after the Calamity, another Lalafell, a childhood friend of his, had finally had enough.<br />
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Although the speech he gave to Oliwat may not have been as rousing as one would hope such a speech to be, it did finally get the old gears going in Oliwat's head for the first time. Over the few following weeks, the tales left behind by the others grew increasingly enticing, their treasures ever more fantastic, and their grand project, the now-very-much-outdated Rattlepack Guide, infinitely more interesting.<br />
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And so, fully into his adulthood, the Rattles finally inched their way into Oliwat's head, and he grabbed his pack, his Mammet, and took off into the world for the first time, with the cheers of his village following behind.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=111523Adalhaid Rask2015-08-13T08:59:18Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Despite her skill at fighting, which would seemingly be in high demand, Adalhaid has almost no coin at all to her name; would-be thieves have often scouted her person only to find that she doesn't even have a Gil pouch, let alone anything to carry inside one. Having become indebted to the Hourglass for her lodging, Adalhaid sends every spare coin she has to the establishment, and the various jobs she holds hardly manage to pay well.<br />
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Adalhaid receives most of her money from her orders filled as a contracted miner; when there are no orders available, she moves goods down by Vesper Bay, and takes up whatever odd jobs she can acquire in the meantime. "If she's lucky," in her own words, she'll manage to acquire one-off jobs as a ruin delver or a sell-sword, but those jobs are hard to come by in the middle of an adventuring boom for someone like her.<br />
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When there's no work to be found, she'll often take off for long periods of time, either heading back to Little Ala Mhigo to sharpen her skills with Jaxwell Vice, or travel the world in search of other ways to further her training. Unfortunately, these long periods spent without work only help to further her debt.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>Sokhani Malqir:</b> A refugee that kept Adalhaid company in Pearl Lane while she was guarding a door for some extra coin. Although the Au Ra wasn't entirely fluid with her words, she was more than fluid with their fists, with both women finding each other equally impressed with the fighting style of the other after a brief spar. Despite taking different paths through life, they found their current situations quite similar, each offering encouraging words to the other in the conversation following their spar. Ada looks forward to crossing fists with the Au Ra again, and hopes the Monk order in Mor Dhona will develop Sokhani's fighting style further.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Some sort of odd cat has taken to following her around recently. It's rather adorable, really; do you think she'd be willing to sell?" -- ''Ul'dahn Noblewoman''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee with nary a thought. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards." -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=111521Adalhaid Rask2015-08-13T08:58:28Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Despite her skill at fighting, which would seemingly be in high demand, Adalhaid has almost no coin at all to her name; would-be thieves have often scouted her person only to find that she doesn't even have a Gil pouch, let alone anything to carry inside one. Having become indebted to the Hourglass for her lodging, Adalhaid sends every spare coin she has to the establishment, and the various jobs she holds hardly manage to pay well.<br />
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Adalhaid receives most of her money from her orders filled as a contracted miner; when there are no orders available, she moves goods down by Vesper Bay, and takes up whatever odd jobs she can acquire in the meantime. "If she's lucky," in her own words, she'll manage to acquire one-off jobs as a ruin delver or a sell-sword, but those jobs are hard to come by in the middle of an adventuring boom for someone like her.<br />
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When there's no work to be found, she'll often take off for long periods of time, either heading back to Little Ala Mhigo to sharpen her skills with Jaxwell Vice, or travel the world in search of other ways to further her training. Unfortunately, these long periods spent without work only help to further her debt.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>Sokhani Malqir:</b> A refugee that kept Adalhaid company in Pearl Lane while she was guarding a door for some extra coin. Although the Au Ra wasn't entirely fluid with her words, she was more than fluid with their fists, with both women finding each other equally impressed with the fighting style of the other after a brief spar. Despite taking different paths through life, they found their current situations quite similar, each offering encouraging words to the other in the conversation following their spar. Ada looks forward to crossing fists with the Au Ra again, and hopes the Monk order in Mor Dhona will develop Sokhani's fighting style further.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee with nary a thought. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards." -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=111520Adalhaid Rask2015-08-13T08:57:40Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Despite her skill at fighting, which would seemingly be in high demand, Adalhaid has almost no coin at all to her name; would-be thieves have often scouted her person only to find that she doesn't even have a Gil pouch, let alone anything to carry inside one. Having become indebted to the Hourglass for her lodging, Adalhaid sends every spare coin she has to the establishment, and the various jobs she holds hardly manage to pay well.<br />
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Adalhaid receives most of her money from her orders filled as a contracted miner; when there are no orders available, she moves goods down by Vesper Bay, and takes up whatever odd jobs she can acquire in the meantime. "If she's lucky," in her own words, she'll manage to acquire one-off jobs as a ruin delver or a sell-sword, but those jobs are hard to come by in the middle of an adventuring boom for someone like her.<br />
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When there's no work to be found, she'll often take off for long periods of time, either heading back to Little Ala Mhigo to sharpen her skills with Jaxwell Vice, or travel the world in search of other ways to further her training. Unfortunately, these long periods spent without work only help to further her debt.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>Sokhani Malqir:</b> A refugee that kept Adalhaid company in Pearl Lane while she was guarding a door for some extra coin. Although the Au Ra wasn't entirely fluid with her words, she was more than fluid with their fists, with both women finding each other equally impressed with the fighting style of the other after a brief spar. Despite taking different paths through life, they found their current situations quite similar, each offering encouraging words to the other in the conversation following their spar. Ada looks forward to crossing fists with the Au Ra again, and hopes the Monk order in Mor Dhona will develop Sokhani's fighting style further.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee with nary a thought. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards." -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=111519Adalhaid Rask2015-08-13T08:56:25Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Despite her skill at fighting, which would seemingly be in high demand, Adalhaid has almost no coin at all to her name; would-be thieves have often scouted her person only to find that she doesn't even have a Gil pouch, let alone anything to carry inside one. Having become indebted to the Hourglass for her lodging, Adalhaid sends every spare coin she has to the establishment, and the various jobs she holds hardly manage to pay well.<br />
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Adalhaid receives most of her money from her orders filled as a contracted miner; when there are no orders available, she moves goods down by Vesper Bay, and takes up whatever odd jobs she can acquire in the meantime. "If she's lucky," in her own words, she'll manage to acquire one-off jobs as a ruin delver or a sell-sword, but those jobs are hard to come by in the middle of an adventuring boom for someone like her.<br />
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When there's no work to be found, she'll often take off for long periods of time, either heading back to Little Ala Mhigo to sharpen her skills with Jaxwell Vice, or travel the world in search of other ways to further her training. Unfortunately, these long periods spent without work only help to further her debt.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>Sokhani Malqir:</b> A refugee that kept Adalhaid company in Pearl Lane while she was guarding a door for some extra coin. Although the Au Ra wasn't entirely fluid with her words, she was more than fluid with their fists, with both women finding each other equally impressed with the fighting style of the other after a brief spar. Despite taking different paths through life, they found their current situations quite similar, each offering encouraging words to the other in the conversation following their spar. Ada looks forward to crossing fists with the Au Ra again, and hopes the Monk order in Mor Dhona will develop Sokhani's fighting style further.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Oliwat_Kokiwat&diff=109842Oliwat Kokiwat2015-08-07T17:45:17Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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<div>{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Oliwat Kokiwat<br />
| image = Oli.png<br />
| imagewidth = 401x546<br />
| caption = “Hm!”<br />
| title = The Very Last of the Rattlepacks<br />
| gender = Male<br />
| citizenship = None<br />
| race = Lalafell<br />
| clan = Plainsfolk<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 42<br />
| stat_2 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual<br />
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| stat_3_value = Explorer, Cataloger, Cartographer, Researcher, Adventurer, Tinkerer, (notorious) Meddler, etc.<br />
| stat_4 = Guardian<br />
| stat_4_value = Thaliak<br />
| stat_5 = Namesday<br />
| stat_5_value = 4th sun of the 3rd Astral moon<br />
| stat_6 = Theme<br />
| stat_6_value = [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rOMGIbY-9s The Eagles -- Journey of the Sorcerer]<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥ </font><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Surilian Blu]]:</b> After helping the miqo'te overcome her troubles and regain control of her life, the two parted ways for a long while. After a chance encounter with two men under her employ, Oliwat visited her business only to find that she had become quite an affluent individual in his absence. Although he is happy to have her back in his life, the fact that she views him as a protector often makes him feel a little older than he actually is. Like a teeny-tiny grandfather, sort-of.<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat was born to two of the most eccentric Lalafell in perhaps one of the most eccentric Lalafell families to ever romp around Eorzea. Living in a seemingly average thatched hut out on the plains with their fellow Lalafell, Oliwat and the rest of the Rattlepacks were a relatively content family, assuming that they managed (or cared) to stay in one place at the time. Which was, for better or worse, very rare.<br />
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As was the Rattlepack custom, the young Oliwat was raised not by his family, but by the village that lived near them It was a long-standing family tradition that while the rest went off on their wonderful romps throughout the known world, the youngest of the litter remained behind in the village, tending to the house and learning all the little things that Lalafell need to know in order to find their way through life. There were, however, very real reasons for this practice. The first, of course, was that it is quite dangerous out there, and many beasts throughout the world seem to have taken an awful liking to the consumption of the littlest of Lalafell children, and that was simply something that no one in the family would wish for the young Oliwat. The second, and perhaps more important reason as far as the Rattlepacks were concerned, was that he had not developed the Rattles yet.<br />
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Some Rattlepacks merely believed that the Rattles were nothing more than an old family joke, while others believed that it were as true and apparent as the sun and the sky, or the ground and the grass. The Rattles, you see, are the reason why all Rattlepacks eventually decide they've had enough of the house life, and finally set foot out into the rolling lands beyond. Unfortunately, Oliwat was a rather late bloomer. The poor Lalafell, year after year, never had any desire whatsoever to step beyond the door, and month after month, his family would visit and attempt to entice him to come with them, to absolutely no avail. So, he stayed in his hut, maintaining the trophies and clockwork contraptions his family brought back from across Eorzea, until the Calamity happened.<br />
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The others were out in the world at the time, with Oli, now an adult, still stuck in his house on his own accord. Hurrying into the basement, and hoarding as many as the family treasures as he could, he waited along with the Mammet designed to keep him company for all those years, and plenty of food. Days, weeks, a month, perhaps went by before Oliwat finally ran out of things to eat (most likely sandwiches), and was forced to see just how horribly the world above had been changed. The ground was intact, at least, and the villagers were still around, but even once repairs had been completed, and the village brought back to the way it was, there was no sign of the remainder of the Rattlepacks.<br />
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Somewhat saddened, Oliwat remained in his modest abode, polishing the treasures of times past, tinkering with the curiosities and contraptions that remained in his possession, and carefully straightening each and every portrait of the family's most famous members throughout history. Then, a full five years after the Calamity, another Lalafell, a childhood friend of his, had finally had enough.<br />
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Although the speech he gave to Oliwat may not have been as rousing as one would hope such a speech to be, it did finally get the old gears going in Oliwat's head for the first time. Over the few following weeks, the tales left behind by the others grew increasingly enticing, their treasures ever more fantastic, and their grand project, the now-very-much-outdated Rattlepack Guide, infinitely more interesting.<br />
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'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Despite her skill at fighting, which would seemingly be in high demand, Adalhaid has almost no coin at all to her name; would-be thieves have often scouted her person only to find that she doesn't even have a Gil pouch, let alone anything to carry inside one. Having become indebted to the Hourglass for her lodging, Adalhaid sends every spare coin she has to the establishment, and the various jobs she holds hardly manage to pay well.<br />
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Adalhaid receives most of her money from her orders filled as a contracted miner; when there are no orders available, she moves goods down by Vesper Bay, and takes up whatever odd jobs she can acquire in the meantime. "If she's lucky," in her own words, she'll manage to acquire one-off jobs as a ruin delver or a sell-sword, but those jobs are hard to come by in the middle of an adventuring boom for someone like her.<br />
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When there's no work to be found, she'll often take off for long periods of time, either heading back to Little Ala Mhigo to sharpen her skills with Jaxwell Vice, or travel the world in search of other ways to further her training. Unfortunately, these long periods spent without work only help to further her debt.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>Sokhani Malqir:</b> A refugee that kept Adalhaid company in Pearl Lane while she was guarding a door for some extra coin. Although the Au Ra wasn't entirely fluid with her words, she was more than fluid with their fists, with both women finding each other equally impressed with the fighting style of the other after a brief spar. Despite taking different paths through life, they found their current situations quite similar, each offering encouraging words to the other in the conversation following their spar. Ada looks forward to crossing fists with the Au Ra again, and hopes the Monk order in Mor Dhona will develop Sokhani's fighting style further.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her a while back. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Mirage Bodyguard''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee with nary a thought. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards." -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Despite her skill at fighting, which would seemingly be in high demand, Adalhaid has almost no coin at all to her name; would-be thieves have often scouted her person only to find that she doesn't even have a Gil pouch, let alone anything to carry inside one. Having become indebted to the Hourglass for her lodging, Adalhaid sends every spare coin she has to the establishment, and the various jobs she holds hardly manage to pay well.<br />
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Adalhaid receives most of her money from her orders filled as a contracted miner; when there are no orders available, she moves goods down by Vesper Bay, and takes up whatever odd jobs she can acquire in the meantime. "If she's lucky," in her own words, she'll manage to acquire one-off jobs as a ruin delver or a sell-sword, but those jobs are hard to come by in the middle of an adventuring boom for someone like her.<br />
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When there's no work to be found, she'll often take off for long periods of time, either heading back to Little Ala Mhigo to sharpen her skills with Jaxwell Vice, or travel the world in search of other ways to further her training. Unfortunately, these long periods spent without work only help to further her debt.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Large bodies of water (she can’t swim)<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>Sokhani Malqir:</b> A refugee that kept Adalhaid company in Pearl Lane while she was guarding a door for some extra coin. Although the Au Ra wasn't entirely fluid with her words, she was more than fluid with their fists, with both women finding each other equally impressed with the fighting style of the other after a brief spar. Despite taking different paths through life, they found their current situations quite similar, each offering encouraging words to the other in the conversation following their spar. Ada looks forward to crossing fists with the Au Ra again, and hopes the Monk order in Mor Dhona will develop Sokhani's fighting style further.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her a while back. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Mirage Bodyguard''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee with nary a thought. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards." -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=108786Adalhaid Rask2015-08-04T00:11:31Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>Sokhani Malqir:</b> A refugee that kept Adalhaid company in Pearl Lane while she was guarding a door for some extra coin. Although the Au Ra wasn't entirely fluid with her words, she was more than fluid with their fists, with both women finding each other equally impressed with the fighting style of the other after a brief spar. Despite taking different paths through life, they found their current situations quite similar, each offering encouraging words to the other in the conversation following their spar. Ada looks forward to crossing fists with the Au Ra again, and hopes the Monk order in Mor Dhona will develop Sokhani's fighting style further.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her a while back. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Mirage Bodyguard''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee with nary a thought. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards." -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=108783Adalhaid Rask2015-08-04T00:03:54Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:RedMonk.png&diff=108782File:RedMonk.png2015-08-04T00:01:58Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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<div></div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=107459Adalhaid Rask2015-07-29T11:33:25Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=107458Adalhaid Rask2015-07-29T11:31:30Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her a while back. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Mirage Bodyguard''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee with nary a thought. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards." -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Sparring and Training, and watching others do so<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Large bodies of water (she can’t swim)<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her a while back. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Mirage Bodyguard''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee with nary a thought. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards." -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father yelling at each other for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=107456Adalhaid Rask2015-07-29T11:23:01Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Large bodies of water (she can’t swim)<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her a while back. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Mirage Bodyguard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=107455Adalhaid Rask2015-07-29T11:21:59Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=107454Adalhaid Rask2015-07-29T11:08:48Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her a while back. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Mirage Bodyguard''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards. -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Her family used to have an apartment or something 'round these parts. You could hear her mother and father arguing between one another for hours. Father apparently didn't want her learning how to fight. She and her mother didn't want her to do anything else." -- ''Pearl Lane Beggar''<br />
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Sparring and Training, and watching others do so<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Large bodies of water (she can’t swim)<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Prodigious fighter<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her a while back. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Mirage Bodyguard''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her with the fist she slammed in 'im, and brought 'im down on her knee. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards. -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=107452Adalhaid Rask2015-07-29T11:04:01Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common hand-to-hand arts known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Large bodies of water (she can’t swim)<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her a while back. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Mirage Bodyguard''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Saw someone try t' mug her in Pearl Lane once. He rushed her, and, I swear t' Thal on this one, she jus' punched 'im in the gut, hefted 'im up and over her, and brought 'im down on her knee. Could hear the poor guy wheezing in the alleyway fer an hour afterwards. -- ''Sapphire Avenue Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=107445Adalhaid Rask2015-07-29T09:31:37Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no combat practices other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=107443Adalhaid Rask2015-07-29T09:30:11Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid knows no arts other than those used for fist-fighting, and, at least seemingly, does not wish to learn any others. She holds a steady conviction that her fists are the only weapons she needs, and has honed her art of choice to reflect such. Thanks to the Ala Mhigan refugee Jaxwell Vice, she also now has a strong grasp on the concept and practice of chakra manipulation, even despite her age.<br />
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In addition to the common fighting-styles known to Eorzea, Adalhaid has put a great deal of hours into building two fighting styles of her very own; the first, which she calls the Ogre Style, is a very solid, counter-heavy, hard-hitting style that is designed to use a combination of the strength of the user and the momentum of the enemy to toss them around every time they try to strike. The second, which she calls the Ochu Style, is its opposite: a blazingly-fast, acrobatic style of combat that focuses on quick spins and whirling leaps that serve to bury one's adversary in a flurry of crossing kicks and the occasional hook. Neither is entirely perfect just yet, but they are well-formed, and are coming along nicely.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes that her time with the group has helped boost her confidence, yet felt that it was not enough for her to be helpful among their number. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Gah! I wouldn't hire her twice if I had the chance. Her absences are getting ridiculous! One day she's earning her pay moving boxes, the next she's suddenly taken off for some far-off part of the world without warning! Sagolii! La Noscea! Coerthas! What is there to do in ''Coerthas''?! By the Twelve, I ''swear'' I'd be done with her if she wasn't so good at her job." -- ''Vesper Bay Shipping Overseer''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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His Mammet, Clatterpouch, often accompanies him around the world.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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Should he find himself stuck without a staff, however, he has inscribed a series of geometric glyphs for Arcanist purposes within his Guidebook. His skill in the Arcane arts is nothing more than a novice’s level, which of course makes sense considering his Thaumaturgic bend. Due to recent events, however, he is putting an increased focus in Conjuration, as it would seem that there is certainly no shortage of people he knows hurting themselves.<br />
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Oddly, rather than use his magic to simply blast people to death, Oliwat manages to get through fights using minimal, clever uses of magic. Subtle things, such as making his foe trip over a few raised rocks, blowing them off of their feet with a well-placed gust of wind, heating an enemy's armor, or frosting their joints until they can't move are more his style as opposed to all-out destruction.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Variations of “Hum” and “Hm” tend to dot his dictation when he speaks.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Always packs at least three sandwiches with him at any given time, just in case he may need them for whatever reason.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Oliwat stayed with the group of travelers that would eventually become the 81st for a while, back when they still traveled frequently. Once they settled down, however, he left to make his way back out into the world. It is, after all, against his family code to stay in one place. He wishes them well, and hopes to hear of their adventures eventually.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[A'toli Phen]]:</b> Although unfortunately he could not stop her from being the subject of some other Miqo'te's silly games, he did find that she has a good head on her shoulders, despite her anger during their first encounter. He hopes to find her again so he can get that bacon bread he was promised. Good bread makes for good sandwiches, after all.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Edda Vincents]]:</b> Oliwat's pupil, apparently. Sometimes it's not readily apparent who's teaching who. While Oliwat remains positive, Edda tends to hold up the opposite end of the spectrum. Their entirely opposite personalities tend to confuse some and annoy others. Neither of them seem to really care.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Gwannes Oskwell]]:</b> Gwannes is stupid, but it's the good kind of stupid. Oliwat can't really remember where and when he met the man, but he manages to be fine company for Oliwat and Edda anyway. Oliwat believes he needs a better sense of humor, and fast.<br />
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:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥ </font><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Surilian Blu]]:</b> After helping the miqo'te overcome her troubles and regain control of her life, the two parted ways for a long while. After a chance encounter with two men under her employ, Oliwat visited her business only to find that she had become quite an affluent individual in his absence. Although he is happy to have her back in his life, the fact that she views him as a protector often makes him feel a little older than he actually is. Like a teeny-tiny grandfather, sort-of.<br />
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:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥ </font><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Adaji Oonarund]]:</b> Although Oliwat wasn't interested in a relationship, he has developed a bit of brotherly love for the hyur after the two sat down to talk a bit and shared their respective problems. Oliwat has a mind to include the ninja on a few adventures he is currently contemplating.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Flynt Reddard]]:</b> Otherwise known as the Hyena. Flynt claims that this is because he scavenges supplies off of dead people, but Oliwat is pretty sure this is because he bites people in combat. He knows this because he saw it first hand, and is one-hundred percent certain that it is one of the most disgusting things he has seen in his life. If there really are twelve gods, Oliwat hopes the man will spontaneously decide to become a vegetarian some day.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''History/Timeline'''</div>==<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat was born to two of the most eccentric Lalafell in perhaps one of the most eccentric Lalafell families to ever romp around Eorzea. Living in a seemingly average thatched hut out on the plains with their fellow Lalafell, Oliwat and the rest of the Rattlepacks were a relatively content family, assuming that they managed (or cared) to stay in one place at the time. Which was, for better or worse, very rare.<br />
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As was the Rattlepack custom, the young Oliwat was raised not by his family, but by the village that lived near them It was a long-standing family tradition that while the rest went off on their wonderful romps throughout the known world, the youngest of the litter remained behind in the village, tending to the house and learning all the little things that Lalafell need to know in order to find their way through life. There were, however, very real reasons for this practice. The first, of course, was that it is quite dangerous out there, and many beasts throughout the world seem to have taken an awful liking to the consumption of the littlest of Lalafell children, and that was simply something that no one in the family would wish for the young Oliwat. The second, and perhaps more important reason as far as the Rattlepacks were concerned, was that he had not developed the Rattles yet.<br />
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Some Rattlepacks merely believed that the Rattles were nothing more than an old family joke, while others believed that it were as true and apparent as the sun and the sky, or the ground and the grass. The Rattles, you see, are the reason why all Rattlepacks eventually decide they've had enough of the house life, and finally set foot out into the rolling lands beyond. Unfortunately, Oliwat was a rather late bloomer. The poor Lalafell, year after year, never had any desire whatsoever to step beyond the door, and month after month, his family would visit and attempt to entice him to come with them, to absolutely no avail. So, he stayed in his hut, maintaining the trophies and clockwork contraptions his family brought back from across Eorzea, until the Calamity happened.<br />
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The others were out in the world at the time, with Oli, now an adult, still stuck in his house on his own accord. Hurrying into the basement, and hoarding as many as the family treasures as he could, he waited along with the Mammet designed to keep him company for all those years, and plenty of food. Days, weeks, a month, perhaps went by before Oliwat finally ran out of things to eat (most likely sandwiches), and was forced to see just how horribly the world above had been changed. The ground was intact, at least, and the villagers were still around, but even once repairs had been completed, and the village brought back to the way it was, there was no sign of the remainder of the Rattlepacks.<br />
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Somewhat saddened, Oliwat remained in his modest abode, polishing the treasures of times past, tinkering with the curiosities and contraptions that remained in his possession, and carefully straightening each and every portrait of the family's most famous members throughout history. Then, a full five years after the Calamity, another Lalafell, a childhood friend of his, had finally had enough.<br />
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Although the speech he gave to Oliwat may not have been as rousing as one would hope such a speech to be, it did finally get the old gears going in Oliwat's head for the first time. Over the few following weeks, the tales left behind by the others grew increasingly enticing, their treasures ever more fantastic, and their grand project, the now-very-much-outdated Rattlepack Guide, infinitely more interesting.<br />
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And so, fully into his adulthood, the Rattles finally inched their way into Oliwat's head, and he grabbed his pack, his Mammet, and took off into the world for the first time, with the cheers of his village following behind.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Oliwat_Kokiwat&diff=65594Oliwat Kokiwat2014-12-17T21:51:56Z<p>Oli!: /* Friends & Acquaintances */</p>
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<div>{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Oliwat Kokiwat<br />
| image = Oli.png<br />
| imagewidth = 401x546<br />
| caption = “Hm!”<br />
| title = The Very Last of the Rattlepacks<br />
| gender = Male<br />
| citizenship = None<br />
| race = Lalafell<br />
| clan = Plainsfolk<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 27<br />
| stat_2 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual<br />
| stat_3 = Occupation<br />
| stat_3_value = Explorer, Cataloger, Cartographer, Researcher, Adventurer, Tinkerer, (notorious) Meddler, etc.<br />
| stat_4 = Guardian<br />
| stat_4_value = Thaliak<br />
| stat_5 = Namesday<br />
| stat_5_value = 4th sun of the 3rd Astral moon<br />
| stat_6 = Theme<br />
| stat_6_value = [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rOMGIbY-9s The Eagles -- Journey of the Sorcerer]<br />
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<div><span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#33BB00;">'''<span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;">General</span>'''</span></span><br/><br/><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;"><br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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His Mammet, Clatterpouch, often accompanies him around the world.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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Should he find himself stuck without a staff, however, he has inscribed a series of geometric glyphs for Arcanist purposes within his Guidebook. His skill in the Arcane arts is nothing more than a novice’s level, which of course makes sense considering his Thaumaturgic bend. Due to recent events, however, he is putting an increased focus in Conjuration, as it would seem that there is certainly no shortage of people he knows hurting themselves.<br />
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Oddly, rather than use his magic to simply blast people to death, Oliwat manages to get through fights using minimal, clever uses of magic. Subtle things, such as making his foe trip over a few raised rocks, blowing them off of their feet with a well-placed gust of wind, heating an enemy's armor, or frosting their joints until they can't move are more his style as opposed to all-out destruction.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Variations of “Hum” and “Hm” tend to dot his dictation when he speaks.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Always packs at least three sandwiches with him at any given time, just in case he may need them for whatever reason.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Yells “waaaagh!” in times of trouble or stress.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Greatly enjoys spouting facts reasonably helpful to one’s current situation.<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Various forms of magic<br />
:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Writing (and drawing, to some extent)<br />
:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Tinkering (mostly with his Mammet)<br />
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:<font style="color:#333300;" size="3">■</font> '''Favourite Food/Drink''': Pick a sandwich, any sandwich.<br />
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:<font style="color:#333300;" size="3">■</font> '''Favorite Season''': Summer.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Oliwat stayed with the group of travelers that would eventually become the 81st for a while, back when they still traveled frequently. Once they settled down, however, he left to make his way back out into the world. It is, after all, against his family code to stay in one place. He wishes them well, and hopes to hear of their adventures eventually.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[A'toli Phen]]:</b> Although unfortunately he could not stop her from being the subject of some other Miqo'te's silly games, he did find that she has a good head on her shoulders, despite her anger during their first encounter. He hopes to find her again so he can get that bacon bread he was promised. Good bread makes for good sandwiches, after all.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Edda Vincents]]:</b> Oliwat's pupil, apparently. Sometimes it's not readily apparent who's teaching who. While Oliwat remains positive, Edda tends to hold up the opposite end of the spectrum. Their entirely opposite personalities tend to confuse some and annoy others. Neither of them seem to really care.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Gwannes Oskwell]]:</b> Gwannes is stupid, but it's the good kind of stupid. Oliwat can't really remember where and when he met the man, but he manages to be fine company for Oliwat and Edda anyway. Oliwat believes he needs a better sense of humor, and fast.<br />
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:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥ </font><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Surilian Blu]]:</b> After helping the miqo'te overcome her troubles and regain control of her life, the two parted ways for a long while. After a chance encounter with two men under her employ, Oliwat visited her business only to find that she had become quite an affluent individual in his absence. Although he is happy to have her back in his life, the fact that she views him as a protector often makes him feel a little older than he actually is. Like a teeny-tiny grandfather, sort-of.<br />
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:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥ </font><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Adaji Oonarund]]:</b> Although Oliwat wasn't interested in a relationship, he has developed a bit of brotherly love for the hyur after the two sat down to talk a bit and shared their respective problems. Oliwat has a mind to include the ninja on a few adventures he is currently contemplating.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Flynt Reddard]]:</b> Otherwise known as the Hyena. Flynt claims that this is because he scavenges supplies off of dead people, but Oliwat is pretty sure this is because he bites people in combat. He knows this because he saw it first hand, and is one-hundred percent certain that it is one of the most disgusting things he has seen in his life. If there really are twelve gods, Oliwat hopes the man will spontaneously decide to become a vegetarian some day.<br />
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:<span style="color: #8f8377; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Akama Kharn]]</b> Oliwat knows little of the fellow, other than the fact that he's Surilian's intended husband. That's all well and good, and he seems decent enough, but painful burning awaits should he let Oliwat's "granddaughter" down, even if she says she's old enough to take care of herself now.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''History/Timeline'''</div>==<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat was born to two of the most eccentric Lalafell in perhaps one of the most eccentric Lalafell families to ever romp around Eorzea. Living in a seemingly average thatched hut out on the plains with their fellow Lalafell, Oliwat and the rest of the Rattlepacks were a relatively content family, assuming that they managed (or cared) to stay in one place at the time. Which was, for better or worse, very rare.<br />
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As was the Rattlepack custom, the young Oliwat was raised not by his family, but by the village that lived near them It was a long-standing family tradition that while the rest went off on their wonderful romps throughout the known world, the youngest of the litter remained behind in the village, tending to the house and learning all the little things that Lalafell need to know in order to find their way through life. There were, however, very real reasons for this practice. The first, of course, was that it is quite dangerous out there, and many beasts throughout the world seem to have taken an awful liking to the consumption of the littlest of Lalafell children, and that was simply something that no one in the family would wish for the young Oliwat. The second, and perhaps more important reason as far as the Rattlepacks were concerned, was that he had not developed the Rattles yet.<br />
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Some Rattlepacks merely believed that the Rattles were nothing more than an old family joke, while others believed that it were as true and apparent as the sun and the sky, or the ground and the grass. The Rattles, you see, are the reason why all Rattlepacks eventually decide they've had enough of the house life, and finally set foot out into the rolling lands beyond. Unfortunately, Oliwat was a rather late bloomer. The poor Lalafell, year after year, never had any desire whatsoever to step beyond the door, and month after month, his family would visit and attempt to entice him to come with them, to absolutely no avail. So, he stayed in his hut, maintaining the trophies and clockwork contraptions his family brought back from across Eorzea, until the Calamity happened.<br />
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The others were out in the world at the time, with Oli, now an adult, still stuck in his house on his own accord. Hurrying into the basement, and hoarding as many as the family treasures as he could, he waited along with the Mammet designed to keep him company for all those years, and plenty of food. Days, weeks, a month, perhaps went by before Oliwat finally ran out of things to eat (most likely sandwiches), and was forced to see just how horribly the world above had been changed. The ground was intact, at least, and the villagers were still around, but even once repairs had been completed, and the village brought back to the way it was, there was no sign of the remainder of the Rattlepacks.<br />
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Somewhat saddened, Oliwat remained in his modest abode, polishing the treasures of times past, tinkering with the curiosities and contraptions that remained in his possession, and carefully straightening each and every portrait of the family's most famous members throughout history. Then, a full five years after the Calamity, another Lalafell, a childhood friend of his, had finally had enough.<br />
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Although the speech he gave to Oliwat may not have been as rousing as one would hope such a speech to be, it did finally get the old gears going in Oliwat's head for the first time. Over the few following weeks, the tales left behind by the others grew increasingly enticing, their treasures ever more fantastic, and their grand project, the now-very-much-outdated Rattlepack Guide, infinitely more interesting.<br />
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And so, fully into his adulthood, the Rattles finally inched their way into Oliwat's head, and he grabbed his pack, his Mammet, and took off into the world for the first time, with the cheers of his village following behind.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Oliwat_Kokiwat&diff=65591Oliwat Kokiwat2014-12-17T21:48:23Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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<div>{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Oliwat Kokiwat<br />
| image = Oli.png<br />
| imagewidth = 401x546<br />
| caption = “Hm!”<br />
| title = The Very Last of the Rattlepacks<br />
| gender = Male<br />
| citizenship = None<br />
| race = Lalafell<br />
| clan = Plainsfolk<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 27<br />
| stat_2 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual<br />
| stat_3 = Occupation<br />
| stat_3_value = Explorer, Cataloger, Cartographer, Researcher, Adventurer, Tinkerer, (notorious) Meddler, etc.<br />
| stat_4 = Guardian<br />
| stat_4_value = Thaliak<br />
| stat_5 = Namesday<br />
| stat_5_value = 4th sun of the 3rd Astral moon<br />
| stat_6 = Theme<br />
| stat_6_value = [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rOMGIbY-9s The Eagles -- Journey of the Sorcerer]<br />
}} {{Character-stub}}<br />
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== <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Character'''</div> ==<br />
<div><span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#33BB00;">'''<span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;">General</span>'''</span></span><br/><br/><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;"><br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Let’s just hope he doesn’t blow it.<br />
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</span></span></span><br/></div><div><br/><br/><span style="font-size:medium;"><font color="#33BB00" face="Arial"><span style="line-height: 16px;">'''Appearance'''</span></font></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;"><br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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His Mammet, Clatterpouch, often accompanies him around the world.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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== <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Combat'''</div> ==<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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Should he find himself stuck without a staff, however, he has inscribed a series of geometric glyphs for Arcanist purposes within his Guidebook. His skill in the Arcane arts is nothing more than a novice’s level, which of course makes sense considering his Thaumaturgic bend. Due to recent events, however, he is putting an increased focus in Conjuration, as it would seem that there is certainly no shortage of people he knows hurting themselves.<br />
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Oddly, rather than use his magic to simply blast people to death, Oliwat manages to get through fights using minimal, clever uses of magic. Subtle things, such as making his foe trip over a few raised rocks, blowing them off of their feet with a well-placed gust of wind, heating an enemy's armor, or frosting their joints until they can't move are more his style as opposed to all-out destruction.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Variations of “Hum” and “Hm” tend to dot his dictation when he speaks.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Always packs at least three sandwiches with him at any given time, just in case he may need them for whatever reason.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Yells “waaaagh!” in times of trouble or stress.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Greatly enjoys spouting facts reasonably helpful to one’s current situation.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Writing<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Being carried<br />
:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Being dropped<br />
:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Being stepped on<br />
:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Being called short<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Various forms of magic<br />
:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Writing (and drawing, to some extent)<br />
:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Tinkering (mostly with his Mammet)<br />
:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Long walks on the beach<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat was born to two of the most eccentric Lalafell in perhaps one of the most eccentric Lalafell families to ever romp around Eorzea. Living in a seemingly average thatched hut out on the plains with their fellow Lalafell, Oliwat and the rest of the Rattlepacks were a relatively content family, assuming that they managed (or cared) to stay in one place at the time. Which was, for better or worse, very rare.<br />
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As was the Rattlepack custom, the young Oliwat was raised not by his family, but by the village that lived near them It was a long-standing family tradition that while the rest went off on their wonderful romps throughout the known world, the youngest of the litter remained behind in the village, tending to the house and learning all the little things that Lalafell need to know in order to find their way through life. There were, however, very real reasons for this practice. The first, of course, was that it is quite dangerous out there, and many beasts throughout the world seem to have taken an awful liking to the consumption of the littlest of Lalafell children, and that was simply something that no one in the family would wish for the young Oliwat. The second, and perhaps more important reason as far as the Rattlepacks were concerned, was that he had not developed the Rattles yet.<br />
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Some Rattlepacks merely believed that the Rattles were nothing more than an old family joke, while others believed that it were as true and apparent as the sun and the sky, or the ground and the grass. The Rattles, you see, are the reason why all Rattlepacks eventually decide they've had enough of the house life, and finally set foot out into the rolling lands beyond. Unfortunately, Oliwat was a rather late bloomer. The poor Lalafell, year after year, never had any desire whatsoever to step beyond the door, and month after month, his family would visit and attempt to entice him to come with them, to absolutely no avail. So, he stayed in his hut, maintaining the trophies and clockwork contraptions his family brought back from across Eorzea, until the Calamity happened.<br />
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The others were out in the world at the time, with Oli, now an adult, still stuck in his house on his own accord. Hurrying into the basement, and hoarding as many as the family treasures as he could, he waited along with the Mammet designed to keep him company for all those years, and plenty of food. Days, weeks, a month, perhaps went by before Oliwat finally ran out of things to eat (most likely sandwiches), and was forced to see just how horribly the world above had been changed. The ground was intact, at least, and the villagers were still around, but even once repairs had been completed, and the village brought back to the way it was, there was no sign of the remainder of the Rattlepacks.<br />
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Somewhat saddened, Oliwat remained in his modest abode, polishing the treasures of times past, tinkering with the curiosities and contraptions that remained in his possession, and carefully straightening each and every portrait of the family's most famous members throughout history. Then, a full five years after the Calamity, another Lalafell, a childhood friend of his, had finally had enough.<br />
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Although the speech he gave to Oliwat may not have been as rousing as one would hope such a speech to be, it did finally get the old gears going in Oliwat's head for the first time. Over the few following weeks, the tales left behind by the others grew increasingly enticing, their treasures ever more fantastic, and their grand project, the now-very-much-outdated Rattlepack Guide, infinitely more interesting.<br />
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And so, fully into his adulthood, the Rattles finally inched their way into Oliwat's head, and he grabbed his pack, his Mammet, and took off into the world for the first time, with the cheers of his village following behind.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Oliwat_Kokiwat&diff=65588Oliwat Kokiwat2014-12-17T21:40:02Z<p>Oli!: /* Friends & Acquaintances */</p>
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<div>{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Oliwat Kokiwat<br />
| image = Oli.png<br />
| imagewidth = 401x546<br />
| caption = “Hm!”<br />
| title = The Very Last of the Rattlepacks<br />
| gender = Male<br />
| citizenship = None<br />
| race = Lalafell<br />
| clan = Plainsfolk<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 27<br />
| stat_2 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual<br />
| stat_3 = Occupation<br />
| stat_3_value = Explorer, Cataloger, Cartographer, Researcher, Adventurer, Tinkerer, (notorious) Meddler, etc.<br />
| stat_4 = Guardian<br />
| stat_4_value = Thaliak<br />
| stat_5 = Namesday<br />
| stat_5_value = 4th sun of the 3rd Astral moon<br />
| stat_6 = Theme<br />
| stat_6_value = [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rOMGIbY-9s The Eagles -- Journey of the Sorcerer]<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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His Mammet, Clatterpouch, often accompanies him around the world.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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Should he find himself stuck without a staff, however, he has inscribed a series of geometric glyphs for Arcanist purposes within his Guidebook. His skill in the Arcane arts is nothing more than a novice’s level, which of course makes sense considering his Thaumaturgic bend. Due to recent events, however, he is putting an increased focus in Conjuration, as it would seem that there is certainly no shortage of people he knows hurting themselves.<br />
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Oddly, rather than use his magic to simply blast people to death, Oliwat manages to get through fights using minimal, clever uses of magic. Subtle things, such as making his foe trip over a few raised rocks, blowing them off of their feet with a well-placed gust of wind, heating an enemy's armor, or frosting their joints until they can't move are more his style as opposed to all-out destruction.<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat was born to two of the most eccentric Lalafell in perhaps one of the most eccentric Lalafell families to ever romp around Eorzea. Living in a seemingly average thatched hut out on the plains with their fellow Lalafell, Oliwat and the rest of the Rattlepacks were a relatively content family, assuming that they managed (or cared) to stay in one place at the time. Which was, for better or worse, very rare.<br />
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As was the Rattlepack custom, the young Oliwat was raised not by his family, but by the village that lived near them It was a long-standing family tradition that while the rest went off on their wonderful romps throughout the known world, the youngest of the litter remained behind in the village, tending to the house and learning all the little things that Lalafell need to know in order to find their way through life. There were, however, very real reasons for this practice. The first, of course, was that it is quite dangerous out there, and many beasts throughout the world seem to have taken an awful liking to the consumption of the littlest of Lalafell children, and that was simply something that no one in the family would wish for the young Oliwat. The second, and perhaps more important reason as far as the Rattlepacks were concerned, was that he had not developed the Rattles yet.<br />
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Some Rattlepacks merely believed that the Rattles were nothing more than an old family joke, while others believed that it were as true and apparent as the sun and the sky, or the ground and the grass. The Rattles, you see, are the reason why all Rattlepacks eventually decide they've had enough of the house life, and finally set foot out into the rolling lands beyond. Unfortunately, Oliwat was a rather late bloomer. The poor Lalafell, year after year, never had any desire whatsoever to step beyond the door, and month after month, his family would visit and attempt to entice him to come with them, to absolutely no avail. So, he stayed in his hut, maintaining the trophies and clockwork contraptions his family brought back from across Eorzea, until the Calamity happened.<br />
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The others were out in the world at the time, with Oli, now an adult, still stuck in his house on his own accord. Hurrying into the basement, and hoarding as many as the family treasures as he could, he waited along with the Mammet designed to keep him company for all those years, and plenty of food. Days, weeks, a month, perhaps went by before Oliwat finally ran out of things to eat (most likely sandwiches), and was forced to see just how horribly the world above had been changed. The ground was intact, at least, and the villagers were still around, but even once repairs had been completed, and the village brought back to the way it was, there was no sign of the remainder of the Rattlepacks.<br />
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Somewhat saddened, Oliwat remained in his modest abode, polishing the treasures of times past, tinkering with the curiosities and contraptions that remained in his possession, and carefully straightening each and every portrait of the family's most famous members throughout history. Then, a full five years after the Calamity, another Lalafell, a childhood friend of his, had finally had enough.<br />
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Although the speech he gave to Oliwat may not have been as rousing as one would hope such a speech to be, it did finally get the old gears going in Oliwat's head for the first time. Over the few following weeks, the tales left behind by the others grew increasingly enticing, their treasures ever more fantastic, and their grand project, the now-very-much-outdated Rattlepack Guide, infinitely more interesting.<br />
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And so, fully into his adulthood, the Rattles finally inched their way into Oliwat's head, and he grabbed his pack, his Mammet, and took off into the world for the first time, with the cheers of his village following behind.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Oliwat_Kokiwat&diff=65575Oliwat Kokiwat2014-12-17T20:06:11Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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<div>{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Oliwat Kokiwat<br />
| image = Oli.png<br />
| imagewidth = 401x546<br />
| caption = “Hm!”<br />
| title = The Very Last of the Rattlepacks<br />
| gender = Male<br />
| citizenship = None<br />
| race = Lalafell<br />
| clan = Plainsfolk<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 27<br />
| stat_2 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual<br />
| stat_3 = Occupation<br />
| stat_3_value = Explorer, Cataloger, Cartographer, Researcher, Adventurer, Tinkerer, (notorious) Meddler, etc.<br />
| stat_4 = Guardian<br />
| stat_4_value = Thaliak<br />
| stat_5 = Namesday<br />
| stat_5_value = 4th sun of the 3rd Astral moon<br />
| stat_6 = Theme<br />
| stat_6_value = [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rOMGIbY-9s The Eagles -- Journey of the Sorcerer]<br />
}} {{Character-stub}}<br />
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== <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Character'''</div> ==<br />
<div><span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#33BB00;">'''<span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;">General</span>'''</span></span><br/><br/><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;"><br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Let’s just hope he doesn’t blow it.<br />
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</span></span></span><br/></div><div><br/><br/><span style="font-size:medium;"><font color="#33BB00" face="Arial"><span style="line-height: 16px;">'''Appearance'''</span></font></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;"><br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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His Mammet, Clatterpouch, often accompanies him around the world.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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== <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Combat'''</div> ==<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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Should he find himself stuck without a staff, however, he has inscribed a series of geometric glyphs for Arcanist purposes within his Guidebook. His skill in the Arcane arts is nothing more than a novice’s level, which of course makes sense considering his Thaumaturgic bend. Due to recent events, however, he is putting an increased focus in Conjuration, as it would seem that there is certainly no shortage of people he knows hurting themselves.<br />
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Oddly, rather than use his magic to simply blast people to death, Oliwat manages to get through fights using minimal, clever uses of magic. Subtle things, such as making his foe trip over a few raised rocks, blowing them off of their feet with a well-placed gust of wind, heating an enemy's armor, or frosting their joints until they can't move are more his style as opposed to all-out destruction.<br />
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=== <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #668800;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>Tendancies</center></div> ===<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Variations of “Hum” and “Hm” tend to dot his dictation when he speaks.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Always packs at least three sandwiches with him at any given time, just in case he may need them for whatever reason.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Yells “waaaagh!” in times of trouble or stress.<br />
:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Greatly enjoys spouting facts reasonably helpful to one’s current situation.<br />
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=== <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #668800;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>Likes</center></div> ===<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Being carried<br />
:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Being dropped<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Writing (and drawing, to some extent)<br />
:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Tinkering (mostly with his Mammet)<br />
:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> Long walks on the beach<br />
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:<font style="color:#333300;" size="3">■</font> '''Favourite Place''': The plains of La Noscea.<br />
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:<font style="color:#333300;" size="3">■</font> '''Favorite Season''': Summer.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Oliwat stayed with the group of travelers that would eventually become the 81st for a while, back when they still traveled frequently. Once they settled down, however, he left to make his way back out into the world. It is, after all, against his family code to stay in one place. He wishes them well, and hopes to hear of their adventures eventually.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[A'toli Phen]]:</b> Although unfortunately he could not stop her from being the subject of some other Miqo'te's silly games, he did find that she has a good head on her shoulders, despite her anger during their first encounter. He hopes to find her again so he can get that bacon bread he was promised. Good bread makes for good sandwiches, after all.<br />
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:<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;">● </span><span style="font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size:small;"><b>[[Edda Vincents]]:</b> Oliwat's pupil, apparently. Sometimes it's not readily apparent who's teaching who. While Oliwat remains positive, Edda tends to hold up the opposite end of the spectrum. Their double-edged personalities tend to confuse some and annoy others. Neither of them seem to really care.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''History/Timeline'''</div>==<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat was born to two of the most eccentric Lalafell in perhaps one of the most eccentric Lalafell families to ever romp around Eorzea. Living in a seemingly average thatched hut out on the plains with their fellow Lalafell, Oliwat and the rest of the Rattlepacks were a relatively content family, assuming that they managed (or cared) to stay in one place at the time. Which was, for better or worse, very rare.<br />
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As was the Rattlepack custom, the young Oliwat was raised not by his family, but by the village that lived near them It was a long-standing family tradition that while the rest went off on their wonderful romps throughout the known world, the youngest of the litter remained behind in the village, tending to the house and learning all the little things that Lalafell need to know in order to find their way through life. There were, however, very real reasons for this practice. The first, of course, was that it is quite dangerous out there, and many beasts throughout the world seem to have taken an awful liking to the consumption of the littlest of Lalafell children, and that was simply something that no one in the family would wish for the young Oliwat. The second, and perhaps more important reason as far as the Rattlepacks were concerned, was that he had not developed the Rattles yet.<br />
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Some Rattlepacks merely believed that the Rattles were nothing more than an old family joke, while others believed that it were as true and apparent as the sun and the sky, or the ground and the grass. The Rattles, you see, are the reason why all Rattlepacks eventually decide they've had enough of the house life, and finally set foot out into the rolling lands beyond. Unfortunately, Oliwat was a rather late bloomer. The poor Lalafell, year after year, never had any desire whatsoever to step beyond the door, and month after month, his family would visit and attempt to entice him to come with them, to absolutely no avail. So, he stayed in his hut, maintaining the trophies and clockwork contraptions his family brought back from across Eorzea, until the Calamity happened.<br />
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The others were out in the world at the time, with Oli, now an adult, still stuck in his house on his own accord. Hurrying into the basement, and hoarding as many as the family treasures as he could, he waited along with the Mammet designed to keep him company for all those years, and plenty of food. Days, weeks, a month, perhaps went by before Oliwat finally ran out of things to eat (most likely sandwiches), and was forced to see just how horribly the world above had been changed. The ground was intact, at least, and the villagers were still around, but even once repairs had been completed, and the village brought back to the way it was, there was no sign of the remainder of the Rattlepacks.<br />
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Somewhat saddened, Oliwat remained in his modest abode, polishing the treasures of times past, tinkering with the curiosities and contraptions that remained in his possession, and carefully straightening each and every portrait of the family's most famous members throughout history. Then, a full five years after the Calamity, another Lalafell, a childhood friend of his, had finally had enough.<br />
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Although the speech he gave to Oliwat may not have been as rousing as one would hope such a speech to be, it did finally get the old gears going in Oliwat's head for the first time. Over the few following weeks, the tales left behind by the others grew increasingly enticing, their treasures ever more fantastic, and their grand project, the now-very-much-outdated Rattlepack Guide, infinitely more interesting.<br />
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And so, fully into his adulthood, the Rattles finally inched their way into Oliwat's head, and he grabbed his pack, his Mammet, and took off into the world for the first time, with the cheers of his village following behind.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Oliwat_Kokiwat&diff=65571Oliwat Kokiwat2014-12-17T20:01:52Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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<div>{{Infobox-character<br />
| name = Oliwat Kokiwat<br />
| image = Oli.png<br />
| imagewidth = 401x546<br />
| caption = “Hm!”<br />
| title = The Very Last of the Rattlepacks<br />
| gender = Male<br />
| citizenship = None<br />
| race = Lalafell<br />
| clan = Plainsfolk<br />
| stat_1 = Age<br />
| stat_1_value = 27<br />
| stat_2 = Sexuality<br />
| stat_2_value = Heterosexual<br />
| stat_3 = Occupation<br />
| stat_3_value = Explorer, Cataloger, Cartographer, Researcher, Adventurer, Tinkerer, (notorious) Meddler, etc.<br />
| stat_4 = Guardian<br />
| stat_4_value = Thaliak<br />
| stat_5 = Namesday<br />
| stat_5_value = 4th sun of the 3rd Astral moon<br />
| stat_6 = Theme<br />
| stat_6_value = [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rOMGIbY-9s The Eagles -- Journey of the Sorcerer]<br />
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== <div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Character'''</div> ==<br />
<div><span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#33BB00;">'''<span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;">General</span>'''</span></span><br/><br/><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;"><br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat, the Very Last of the Rattlepacks (as he is so surprisingly happy to inform you he is), is a Lalafell possessing plenty of purpose, yet somehow at the same time lacking any sort of direction in its entirety. A wanderer by trade, in tandem with the teachings and history of his entire family, stretching all the way back to its start, Oliwat (or Oli, as those close to him prefer) is the writer and guardian for the newest incarnation of the Rattlepack Guide, his family’s grand project to take down everything about the world that wanderers would ever need to know.<br />
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Let’s just hope he doesn’t blow it.<br />
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</span></span></span><br/></div><div><br/><br/><span style="font-size:medium;"><font color="#33BB00" face="Arial"><span style="line-height: 16px;">'''Appearance'''</span></font></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial; line-height: 16px;"><br />
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Oliwat is rather tall for a Lalafell (assuming that one can tell), which, at least to others of his kind, might qualify as his defining trait. Regardless of what he’s wearing (usually loose robes or light clothing), Oliwat always carries a pack of some sort with him, which rattles with all sorts of strange objects that may be concealed within. For part of the Rattlepack way, after all, is to be prepared with as many things as one may need.<br />
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Perhaps, either for the sake of standing out, or to accent his height, Oliwat is rather fond of hats, especially those of a certain conical and magical variety, which he usually does not hesitate to place upon his head, especially if it would neatly match whatever robes he happens to have on at the time. His hair, colored a dark green to roughly resemble the plains his people come from, is bunched up into neat braids on the top and along the sides of his head, while the rest, although short, flows freely in-between. His ears are long for a Lalafell, and surprisingly pointy as well, which leaves him with a slight distaste for hoods, often declaring them uncomfortable.<br />
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His Mammet, Clatterpouch, often accompanies him around the world.<br />
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Quite the chirpy and curious sort, Oliwat has a certain unsatisfiable drive for discovery that is known to get him into a wide variety of trouble on many occasions. Despite this, he manages to remain a particularly positive individual, believing that regardless of the problem that you find yourself with at the moment, there is always something, or someone, somewhere out there in this great big world of ours that is more than capable of fixing it. And should you need help finding whatever the solution to your problem is, he would be more than thrilled to see you through to your destination, and beyond. For as far as he’s concerned, the payment is in the Journey. Such is the Rattlepack Way, they say.<br />
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Oliwat fiddles with all three of the main magics of the world in some capacity, though seems to have placed most of his talents in Thaumaturgy, for the sake of self-defense. His tactics are somewhat standard for a moderately-talented Thaumaturge, and it is clear that he does not practice that craft as often as he could, or as he should, and has the potential for much more, should he ever attempt to apply himself.<br />
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Should he find himself stuck without a staff, however, he has inscribed a series of geometric glyphs for Arcanist purposes within his Guidebook. His skill in the Arcane arts is nothing more than a novice’s level, which of course makes sense considering his Thaumaturgic bend. Due to recent events, however, he is putting an increased focus in Conjuration, as it would seem that there is certainly no shortage of people he knows hurting themselves.<br />
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Oddly, rather than use his magic to simply blast people to death, Oliwat manages to get through fights using minimal, clever uses of magic. Subtle things, such as making his foe trip over a few raised rocks, blowing them off of their feet with a well-placed gust of wind, heating an enemy's armor, or frosting their joints until they can't move are more his style as opposed to all-out destruction.<br />
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Oliwat Kokiwat was born to two of the most eccentric Lalafell in perhaps one of the most eccentric Lalafell families to ever romp around Eorzea. Living in a seemingly average thatched hut out on the plains with their fellow Lalafell, Oliwat and the rest of the Rattlepacks were a relatively content family, assuming that they managed (or cared) to stay in one place at the time. Which was, for better or worse, very rare.<br />
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As was the Rattlepack custom, the young Oliwat was raised not by his family, but by the village that lived near them It was a long-standing family tradition that while the rest went off on their wonderful romps throughout the known world, the youngest of the litter remained behind in the village, tending to the house and learning all the little things that Lalafell need to know in order to find their way through life. There were, however, very real reasons for this practice. The first, of course, was that it is quite dangerous out there, and many beasts throughout the world seem to have taken an awful liking to the consumption of the littlest of Lalafell children, and that was simply something that no one in the family would wish for the young Oliwat. The second, and perhaps more important reason as far as the Rattlepacks were concerned, was that he had not developed the Rattles yet.<br />
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Some Rattlepacks merely believed that the Rattles were nothing more than an old family joke, while others believed that it were as true and apparent as the sun and the sky, or the ground and the grass. The Rattles, you see, are the reason why all Rattlepacks eventually decide they've had enough of the house life, and finally set foot out into the rolling lands beyond. Unfortunately, Oliwat was a rather late bloomer. The poor Lalafell, year after year, never had any desire whatsoever to step beyond the door, and month after month, his family would visit and attempt to entice him to come with them, to absolutely no avail. So, he stayed in his hut, maintaining the trophies and clockwork contraptions his family brought back from across Eorzea, until the Calamity happened.<br />
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The others were out in the world at the time, with Oli, now an adult, still stuck in his house on his own accord. Hurrying into the basement, and hoarding as many as the family treasures as he could, he waited along with the Mammet designed to keep him company for all those years, and plenty of food. Days, weeks, a month, perhaps went by before Oliwat finally ran out of things to eat (most likely sandwiches), and was forced to see just how horribly the world above had been changed. The ground was intact, at least, and the villagers were still around, but even once repairs had been completed, and the village brought back to the way it was, there was no sign of the remainder of the Rattlepacks.<br />
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Somewhat saddened, Oliwat remained in his modest abode, polishing the treasures of times past, tinkering with the curiosities and contraptions that remained in his possession, and carefully straightening each and every portrait of the family's most famous members throughout history. Then, a full five years after the Calamity, another Lalafell, a childhood friend of his, had finally had enough.<br />
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Although the speech he gave to Oliwat may not have been as rousing as one would hope such a speech to be, it did finally get the old gears going in Oliwat's head for the first time. Over the few following weeks, the tales left behind by the others grew increasingly enticing, their treasures ever more fantastic, and their grand project, the now-very-much-outdated Rattlepack Guide, infinitely more interesting.<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
'''Oliwat's Writings''': [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=6032 The Rattlepack Guide], [[The_Rattlepack_Bestiary|The Rattlepack Bestiary]].<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65503Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T06:31:20Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lots of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a tiny girl like her can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65502Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T06:27:12Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lots of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65501Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T06:24:47Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lots of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world by herself. She believes them responsible for her slightly increased amount of courage, which has allowed her to travel on her own. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Gah! I wouldn't hire her twice if I had the chance. Her absences are getting ridiculous! One day she's earning her pay moving boxes, the next she's suddenly taken off for some far-off part of the world without warning! Sagolii! La Noscea! Coerthas! What is there to do in ''Coerthas''?! By the Twelve, I ''swear'' I'd be done with her if she wasn't so good at her job." -- ''Vesper Bay Shipping Overseer''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65500Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T06:22:21Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lots of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Large bodies of water (she can’t swim)<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world on her own. She believes them responsible for her slightly increased amount of courage, which has allowed her to travel on her own. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, and does not believe she can repay them for what they have done for her, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Gah! I wouldn't hire her twice if I had the chance. Her absences are getting ridiculous! One day she's earning her pay moving boxes, the next she's suddenly taken off for some far-off part of the world without warning! Sagolii! La Noscea! Coerthas! What is there to do in ''Coerthas''?! By the Twelve, I ''swear'' I'd be done with her if she wasn't so good at her job." -- ''Vesper Bay Shipping Overseer''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65499Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T06:21:00Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she must in order to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Sparring and Training, and watching others do so<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Meditation, often for long periods<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> Light breezes<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> Large bodies of water (she can’t swim)<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Gah! I wouldn't hire her twice if I had the chance. Her absences are getting ridiculous! One day she's earning her pay moving boxes, the next she's suddenly taken off for some far-off part of the world without warning! Sagolii! La Noscea! Coerthas! What is there to do in ''Coerthas''?! By the Twelve, I ''swear'' I'd be done with her if she wasn't so good at her job." -- ''Vesper Bay Shipping Overseer''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65498Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T06:15:29Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Gah! I wouldn't hire her twice if I had the chance. Her absences are getting ridiculous! One day she's earning her pay moving boxes, the next she's suddenly taken off for some far-off part of the world without warning! Sagolii! La Noscea! Coerthas! What is there to do in ''Coerthas''?! By the Twelve, I ''swear'' I'd be done with her if she wasn't so good at her job." -- ''Vesper Bay Shipping Overseer''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65497Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T05:37:44Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world on her own. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another ''agreed'', but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Gah! I wouldn't hire her twice if I had the chance. Her absences are getting ridiculous! One day she's earning her pay moving boxes, the next she's suddenly taken off for some far-off part of the world without warning! Sagolii! La Noscea! Coerthas! What is there to do in ''Coerthas''?! By the Twelve, I ''swear'' I'd be done with her if she wasn't so good at her job." -- ''Vesper Bay Shipping Overseer''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world on her own. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another agreed, but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Gah! I wouldn't hire her twice if I had the chance. Her absences are getting ridiculous! One day she's earning her pay moving boxes, the next she's suddenly taken off for some far-off part of the world without warning! Sagolii! La Noscea! Coerthas! What is there to do in ''Coerthas''?! By the Twelve, I ''swear'' I'd be done with her if she wasn't so good at her job." -- ''Vesper Bay Shipping Overseer''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65493Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T04:55:27Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy:</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world on her own. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another agreed, but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Gah! I wouldn't hire her twice if I had the chance. Her absences are getting ridiculous! One day she's earning her pay moving boxes, the next she's suddenly taken off for some far-off part of the world! Sagolii! La Noscea! Coerthas! What is there to do in ''Coerthas''?! By the Twelve, I ''swear'' I'd be done with her if she wasn't so good at her job." -- ''Vesper Bay Shipping Overseer''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65492Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T04:54:26Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy</b> Although Adalhaid holds the group in high esteem, she managed to convince herself that the Free Company that would go on to become the 81st Foreign Levy would be better off without her, and left the group to wander the world on her own. Although she doubts she will ever see them again, she hopes above all that they manage to keep themselves safe.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Onuma Ahntifi]]</b> - Adalhaid holds this woman in both awe and in terror, especially after sparring with her. Despite being rather casual in most circumstances, she still commands a level of respect from others that Adalhaid believes she can only dream of one day possessing. Although Adalhaid does not completely understand the miqo'te's mannerisms, she is glad that Onuma is there to guide the Company along.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Rhesh'ir Zhwan]]</b> - Adalhaid finds his playfulness somewhat discomforting, especially when she is due to spar him at some point in the near future. Although she has seen brief glimpses of the reason why he is the leader of the Company, she often wonders why he does not choose to live that side of himself, instead of something that strikes her and some others as markedly less serious.<br />
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<span style="color:#F02311; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">♥</span> <b>[[Kodaro Ba'rococo]]</b> - Originally a passing curiosity, then a sparring partner and teacher, and now someone she deeply worries and cares for. Despite not knowing much about him, the time that the two have spent in each other's company, along with Kodaro's faith in Adalhaid's abilities, has caused Ada's friendly concern to blossom into feelings she is desperate to hide.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Y'lyfriel Sikah]]</b> - A pleasant lady that was one of the first members of the company that Adalhaid actually spoke to, and also, along with Onuma, the first to ask her to join the company in the first place. She is often baffled by Lyfriel's claims of worthlessness, especially when it is clear that she is well-respected by those around her, and very good at her chosen magic. Ironically, she also failed to understand Lyfriel's point when she attempted to explain that Adalhaid views herself in the same exact light.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Rinha'li Dhavha]]</b> - Adalhaid sympathizes with his lack of assertiveness, a trait that she shares, and then some. He was the one that suggested that she start a journal in order to keep track of her feelings, an idea which struck her as quite thoughtful, and eventually somewhat useful, despite her hesitation. She hopes that he eventually learns to speak up for himself, as she feels that he is full of good ideas that could be of some benefit to the others, assuming that he decides to make them known in the first place.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though. Don't think they ever caught the guy, I heard he just plowed his way through the guards and out of Ul'dah after he struck them down." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another agreed, but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Gah! I wouldn't hire her twice if I had the chance. Her absences are getting ridiculous! One day she's earning her pay moving boxes, the next she's suddenly taken off for some far-off part of the world! Sagolii! La Noscea! Coerthas! What is there to do in ''Coerthas''?! By the Twelve, I ''swear'' I'd be done with her if she wasn't so good at her job." -- ''Vesper Bay Shipping Overseer''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65488Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T04:34:56Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Onuma Ahntifi]]</b> - Adalhaid holds this woman in both awe and in terror, especially after sparring with her. Despite being rather casual in most circumstances, she still commands a level of respect from others that Adalhaid believes she can only dream of one day possessing. Although Adalhaid does not completely understand the miqo'te's mannerisms, she is glad that Onuma is there to guide the Company along.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Rhesh'ir Zhwan]]</b> - Adalhaid finds his playfulness somewhat discomforting, especially when she is due to spar him at some point in the near future. Although she has seen brief glimpses of the reason why he is the leader of the Company, she often wonders why he does not choose to live that side of himself, instead of something that strikes her and some others as markedly less serious.<br />
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<span style="color:#F02311; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">♥</span> <b>[[Kodaro Ba'rococo]]</b> - Originally a passing curiosity, then a sparring partner and teacher, and now someone she deeply worries and cares for. Despite not knowing much about him, the time that the two have spent in each other's company, along with Kodaro's faith in Adalhaid's abilities, has caused Ada's friendly concern to blossom into feelings she is desperate to hide.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Y'lyfriel Sikah]]</b> - A pleasant lady that was one of the first members of the company that Adalhaid actually spoke to, and also, along with Onuma, the first to ask her to join the company in the first place. She is often baffled by Lyfriel's claims of worthlessness, especially when it is clear that she is well-respected by those around her, and very good at her chosen magic. Ironically, she also failed to understand Lyfriel's point when she attempted to explain that Adalhaid views herself in the same exact light.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Rinha'li Dhavha]]</b> - Adalhaid sympathizes with his lack of assertiveness, a trait that she shares, and then some. He was the one that suggested that she start a journal in order to keep track of her feelings, an idea which struck her as quite thoughtful, and eventually somewhat useful, despite her hesitation. She hopes that he eventually learns to speak up for himself, as she feels that he is full of good ideas that could be of some benefit to the others, assuming that he decides to make them known in the first place.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another agreed, but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Thinkin' back on it, I don't think I ever saw a report sayin' they nabbed the guy that went off on Swiftstrike an' her partner. Guess the guy's still at large." -- ''Brass Blades Lieutenant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65487Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T04:32:14Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Onuma Ahntifi]]</b> - Adalhaid holds this woman in both awe and in terror, especially after sparring with her. Despite being rather casual in most circumstances, she still commands a level of respect from others that Adalhaid believes she can only dream of one day possessing. Although Adalhaid does not completely understand the miqo'te's mannerisms, she is glad that Onuma is there to guide the Company along.<br />
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<span style="color:#F02311; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">♥</span> <b>[[Kodaro Ba'rococo]]</b> - Originally a passing curiosity, then a sparring partner and teacher, and now someone she deeply worries and cares for. Despite not knowing much about him, the time that the two have spent in each other's company, along with Kodaro's faith in Adalhaid's abilities, has caused Ada's friendly concern to blossom into feelings she is desperate to hide.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Oh her! You know who her mother was, right? Annaliese Swiftstrike! Hell of a fighter, that one. See, for us Coliseum Insiders, she was one of the safest bets out there for her time! That big guy she had wrapped around her finger wasn't too bad either, but Swiftstrike was the main event! If that girl's as good as her mother, I'd pay an arm and a leg to get her in that ring. Think of all the money I'd make! Shame what happened to her folks, though." -- ''Coliseum Enthusiast''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65486Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T04:25:33Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn or two, but without tha' bumblin' clumsiness. Don' know how a girl that size can tie three crates her size onta' her back an' keep walkin', but I'm not gonna question it. In Thanalan, a damn good deal's a damn good deal!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65485Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T04:24:04Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65484Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T04:22:23Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Onuma Ahntifi]]</b> - Adalhaid holds this woman in both awe and in terror, especially after sparring with her. Despite being rather casual in most circumstances, she still commands a level of respect from others that Adalhaid believes she can only dream of one day possessing. Although Adalhaid does not completely understand the miqo'te's mannerisms, she is glad that Onuma is there to guide the Company along.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Rhesh'ir Zhwan]]</b> - Adalhaid finds his playfulness somewhat discomforting, especially when she is due to spar him at some point in the near future. Although she has seen brief glimpses of the reason why he is the leader of the Company, she often wonders why he does not choose to live that side of himself, instead of something that strikes her and some others as markedly less serious.<br />
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<span style="color:#F02311; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">♥</span> <b>[[Kodaro Ba'rococo]]</b> - Originally a passing curiosity, then a sparring partner and teacher, and now someone she deeply worries and cares for. Despite not knowing much about him, the time that the two have spent in each other's company, along with Kodaro's faith in Adalhaid's abilities, has caused Ada's friendly concern to blossom into feelings she is desperate to hide.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Y'lyfriel Sikah]]</b> - A pleasant lady that was one of the first members of the company that Adalhaid actually spoke to, and also, along with Onuma, the first to ask her to join the company in the first place. She is often baffled by Lyfriel's claims of worthlessness, especially when it is clear that she is well-respected by those around her, and very good at her chosen magic. Ironically, she also failed to understand Lyfriel's point when she attempted to explain that Adalhaid views herself in the same exact light.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn, an' manages to be half as clumsy. Sounds like a damn deal t' me!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it when we were serving together, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy." -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another agreed, but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Onuma Ahntifi]]</b> - Adalhaid holds this woman in both awe and in terror, especially after sparring with her. Despite being rather casual in most circumstances, she still commands a level of respect from others that Adalhaid believes she can only dream of one day possessing. Although Adalhaid does not completely understand the miqo'te's mannerisms, she is glad that Onuma is there to guide the Company along.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Rhesh'ir Zhwan]]</b> - Adalhaid finds his playfulness somewhat discomforting, especially when she is due to spar him at some point in the near future. Although she has seen brief glimpses of the reason why he is the leader of the Company, she often wonders why he does not choose to live that side of himself, instead of something that strikes her and some others as markedly less serious.<br />
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<span style="color:#F02311; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">♥</span> <b>[[Kodaro Ba'rococo]]</b> - Originally a passing curiosity, then a sparring partner and teacher, and now someone she deeply worries and cares for. Despite not knowing much about him, the time that the two have spent in each other's company, along with Kodaro's faith in Adalhaid's abilities, has caused Ada's friendly concern to blossom into feelings she is desperate to hide.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Y'lyfriel Sikah]]</b> - A pleasant lady that was one of the first members of the company that Adalhaid actually spoke to, and also, along with Onuma, the first to ask her to join the company in the first place. She is often baffled by Lyfriel's claims of worthlessness, especially when it is clear that she is well-respected by those around her, and very good at her chosen magic. Ironically, she also failed to understand Lyfriel's point when she attempted to explain that Adalhaid views herself in the same exact light.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Rinha'li Dhavha]]</b> - Adalhaid sympathizes with his lack of assertiveness, a trait that she shares, and then some. He was the one that suggested that she start a journal in order to keep track of her feelings, an idea which struck her as quite thoughtful, and eventually somewhat useful, despite her hesitation. She hopes that he eventually learns to speak up for himself, as she feels that he is full of good ideas that could be of some benefit to the others, assuming that he decides to make them known in the first place.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn, an' manages to be half as clumsy. Sounds like a damn deal t' me!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "Word is she likes to meditate a lot. I've heard a few merchants at the bar talking about some girl that likes to sit out in the ruins around Southern Thanalan and other weird places like that. Don't know for sure, but I bet it's her. I tried to get her to talk about it, actually! But she doesn't talk to ''anybody''. Maybe she's just shy?" -- ''Quicksands Serving Girl''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another agreed, but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Adalhaid_Rask&diff=65482Adalhaid Rask2014-12-17T04:20:26Z<p>Oli!: </p>
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Adalhaid Rask is a young woman hailing from Ul’dah, the daughter of an Ala Mhigan warrior and a famed Coliseum fighter known as Annaliese Swiftstrike. After being orphaned at ten years old due to a pit-fight that turned into a bloodbath, Adalhaid was taken in by the Pugilists’ guild, and eventually found work as a quiet, hardworking cargo porter and dock worker, operating between Ul’dah, Horizon, and Vesper Bay, as well as a serving maid for the Quicksand, a job for which she earned her room and board. She briefly worked with a band of adventurers, carrying their goods for them, and eventually fighting alongside them in a limited capacity, before the group settled down to create a proper Free Company. After leaving the newly-formed Company due to her worry that she was simply holding them back with her hesitant nature, she began wandering the world on her own, looking for ways to improve her skills.<br />
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Adalhaid sports messy, black hair, parted to keep it out of her eyes and cut short to prevent it from getting in the way while fighting. She has the dark, deep-brown skin of a desert dweller, with matching brown eyes. To many, she qualifies as surprisingly androgynous at first glance, with somewhat boyish looks coupled with a small chest, and a rather nonthreatening face for one that wishes to call themselves a fighter. Despite her somewhat weak nature and innocent appearance, she is actually quite athletic and well-muscled for someone her age, especially a female. Due to her daily training regimen, she is often adorned with scars and scratches, especially on her legs and arms. Although they are small, and therefore tend to fade away, she gains them with such frequency that their presence seems to be nearly constant.<br />
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She often wears light, loosely fitting clothes in order to allow for as much movement as possible when fighting and practicing, usually donning large cotton shirts and pants like most pugilists in training. Underneath, she always wears a set of heavy, weighted braces on her arms and legs, only ever taking them off to replace them with heavier weights once she can no longer feel the effects of the previous ones.<br />
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A rather odd girl for her age, Adalhaid Rask has the combat skill of someone decades ahead of her, and the confidence of a timid child. Despite spending the majority of her life honing her skills, she never considers herself good enough, and has, as a result, managed to limit herself with nothing but the powers of her doubts and fears.<br />
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Her lack of presence is her distinguishing quality to most. She rarely speaks, except when she is spoken to. Even then, her words come in short, easy to understand sentences, and she rarely says more than she has to get a point across. She stands to the sidelines when others speak or act, and is strangely reluctant to provide input, even when it is requested of her. She does not display intense emotions outwardly, instead giving slight smiles or modest frowns at most. She does not pry into the business of others, finding that she has neither the drive nor the assertiveness to do so, and believes that such things are none of her business to begin with.<br />
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Despite her skill, Adalhaid believes herself to be worthless, and unintentionally holds herself back in fights by believing that she is far below her true capabilities. She prefers to simply believe that she cannot do something by default, rather than take the time to try. Nevertheless, she trains every day, pushing herself as hard as she can in the hopes that she will some day be able to aspire to what she believes she must be, even if she has passed that point already without knowing it.<br />
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Adalhaid has trained in a myriad of combat styles, and tends to put them all together like most pugilists do. However, she has also modified what she knows in order to come up with an experimental fighting style that she uses purely for hand-to-hand combat. It often abandons hora and claws for armored boxing gloves and cesti, and uses a firm stance coupled with lot of grapples and holds in order to take advantage of her strength and an enemy's momentum. Regardless of what style she uses, she relies mostly on her strength, speed, and technical precision to win a fight, sometimes improvising in order to get the upper hand when she can. Due to her lack of confidence, however, her stances are often shaky, as she often cannot decide between standing her ground and putting distance between her and the enemy. As a result, she usually leaves herself in an unsteady stance which allows her to perform neither strategy with much effectiveness.<br />
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More recently, her intense training and deep meditation has caused her Chakra to surface. She has an extraordinary amount of it locked within her, and her lack of control over it often causes the energy to harm her just as much as it harms her target. The chance of her Chakra hurting someone has led to her only attempting to experiment with it in private, and she has started keeping an even tighter lid on her emotions than usual, just in case something should go wrong. Although she hopes to find someone to train her, she has not worked up the confidence to try and find anyone that might have knowledge of such things.<br />
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:<font style="color:#333300;" size="3">■</font> '''Favourite Food/Drink''': Rice with any sort of spiced meat, not picky when it comes to drinks.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Onuma Ahntifi]]</b> - Adalhaid holds this woman in both awe and in terror, especially after sparring with her. Despite being rather casual in most circumstances, she still commands a level of respect from others that Adalhaid believes she can only dream of one day possessing. Although Adalhaid does not completely understand the miqo'te's mannerisms, she is glad that Onuma is there to guide the Company along.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Rhesh'ir Zhwan]]</b> - Adalhaid finds his playfulness somewhat discomforting, especially when she is due to spar him at some point in the near future. Although she has seen brief glimpses of the reason why he is the leader of the Company, she often wonders why he does not choose to live that side of himself, instead of something that strikes her and some others as markedly less serious.<br />
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<span style="color:#F02311; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">♥</span> <b>[[Kodaro Ba'rococo]]</b> - Originally a passing curiosity, then a sparring partner and teacher, and now someone she deeply worries and cares for. Despite not knowing much about him, the time that the two have spent in each other's company, along with Kodaro's faith in Adalhaid's abilities, has caused Ada's friendly concern to blossom into feelings she is desperate to hide.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Y'lyfriel Sikah]]</b> - A pleasant lady that was one of the first members of the company that Adalhaid actually spoke to, and also, along with Onuma, the first to ask her to join the company in the first place. She is often baffled by Lyfriel's claims of worthlessness, especially when it is clear that she is well-respected by those around her, and very good at her chosen magic. Ironically, she also failed to understand Lyfriel's point when she attempted to explain that Adalhaid views herself in the same exact light.<br />
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<span style="color:#33ff22; font-size:medium; text-align:-webkit-center; ">●</span> <b>[[Rinha'li Dhavha]]</b> - Adalhaid sympathizes with his lack of assertiveness, a trait that she shares, and then some. He was the one that suggested that she start a journal in order to keep track of her feelings, an idea which struck her as quite thoughtful, and eventually somewhat useful, despite her hesitation. She hopes that he eventually learns to speak up for himself, as she feels that he is full of good ideas that could be of some benefit to the others, assuming that he decides to make them known in the first place.<br />
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:<font style="color:#668800;" size="3">■</font> "The Rask girl? Sure, I know 'er, pretty popular cargo hauler 'round these parts. They say she's got th' strength of a Roegadyn, an' manages to be half as clumsy. Sounds like a damn deal t' me!" -- ''Vesper Bay Dockworker''<br />
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:<font style="color:#338800;" size="3">■</font> "Heard she's ''really'' set on becoming a 'Fist of Rhalgr', or somesuch. Hell if I know what that is. Bothered a few of my mates over at the Mirage to teach her. One of them just got annoyed and refused a few times. Apparently another agreed, but saw her splitting rocks with her bare hands out in Thanalan one day and chickened out." -- ''Ul'dahn Merchant''<br />
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:<font style="color:#336600;" size="3">■</font> "Lemme tell ya somethin'. Back when I was...When I was uh...When I was workin' fer a bank, this big guy I used t' see hangin' around with Annaliese came by, an' he handed me this...This ''big'' ol' package, an' tells me t' lock it up 'til his little girl gets big. Hells if I know what's in it. Equipment 'a some sort, I bet." -- ''Pearl Lane Drunkard''<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''History/Timeline'''</div>==<br />
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==<div style="padding:10px 15px; background:#337700;font-size:20px;color:#cfd6f7;">'''Footnotes'''</div>==<br />
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'''Alignment''':</div>Oli!