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Hiko Mitsunari

2017-03-09T03:59:34Z

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=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Doma information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===
:*“T'is not my place to say, but the man needs to step back for once. His reckless attitude will be his downfall and nary a word you or I say shall dissuade him otherwise.” - Veraint de Gerace, Black Crown Adviser

:*"I've known Hiko for some time now... but even he doesn't tell me everything. I hear people say he's left at least one woman with a child in every city-state in known Hydaelyn... hmph, well he sure is taking his time then." - Tsubame Soga

:*"I've heard he arm-wrestled Titan, but it doesn't stop there. He taught Ifrit 'sit' and 'heel' like he was your everyday, dozy hound! I'm also ninety-percent sure I've heard he's tugged Ramuh's beard, but that can't be true because he's still alive ... can it?" - Aelorelle Vallancourt

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1577:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"I never thought I would find someone as focused upon physical excellence as I. I am forever honored that Rei allowed me to take her as my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her. Even as he never expected to take her as his wife, Hiko left Rei with a child prior to their arrival in Eorzea, perhaps cementing the decision he would make upon returning from the Abalathian Spine.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"Unlike Rei, Tsubame is a two-sided coin. She is the subservient lover that any man would dream of and she is the dangerous knife in the darkness. She is an irreplaceable weapon in my arsenal."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse. Unlike Rei, however, Hiko relies upon Tsubame far more in times of great conflict and battle, utilizing her ninja arts to their fullest.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"Veraint de Gerace. What can I say? While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Doman Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Alrik Dotharl'''
| ''"I have come to understand that while I have no brothers of my own, as far as I am aware, that there are brothers forged by bonds stronger than blood across Hydaelyn. We are brothers of the spirit. Alrik's and my own spirits exist together as a chain of erupting volcanoes."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The actions that brought Alrik and Hiko to know one another were strange and fast, as if drawn by fate to intersect. After visiting The Dragon's Crown tavern during an outing for revelry, Hiko has bled, fought alongside, and traveled beside Alrik Dotharl in their adventures throughout Eorzea. They have forged an unbreakable bond of brotherhood that nothing could tread upon.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Aelorelle Vallancourt'''
| ''"The owner of The Dragon's Crown. Many would run such a business and lose themselves to their success. Aelorelle, however, has never once lost track of who she is. She is a walking tapestry of Mephina's grace. I have come to understand that such bountiful beauty - while common among my own companions - is rare in Eorzea coupled with an unwavering heart that knows little bounds."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | In the same night that Hiko came to known Alrik Dotharl, he made the acquaintance of Aelorelle in the same tavern. While their start would be rocky due to outside influences, Hiko has come to regard Aelorelle as a close friend and one of the finest beauties Eorzea has to offer. Woe to those who cause trouble in The Dragon's Crown tavern, for not only must they contend with the juggernaut of the Dotharl but the colossus of Othard.
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All art here is done by [http://rivalj0vi.tumblr.com/ J0VI] unless otherwise stated.

=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-03-09T03:57:35Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Doma information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===
:*“T'is not my place to say, but the man needs to step back for once. His reckless attitude will be his downfall and nary a word you or I say shall dissuade him otherwise.” - Veraint de Gerace, Black Crown Adviser

:*"I've known Hiko for some time now... but even he doesn't tell me everything. I hear people say he's left at least one woman with a child in every city-state in known Hydaelyn... hmph, well he sure is taking his time then." - Tsubame Soga

:*"I've heard he arm-wrestled Titan, but it doesn't stop there. He taught Ifrit 'sit' and 'heel' like he was your everyday, dozy hound! I'm also ninety-percent sure I've heard he's tugged Ramuh's beard, but that can't be true because he's still alive ... can it?" - Aelorelle Vallancourt

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1577:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"I never thought I would find someone as focused upon physical excellence as I. I am forever honored that Rei allowed me to take her as my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her. Even as he never expected to take her as his wife, Hiko left Rei with a child prior to their arrival in Eorzea, perhaps cementing the decision he would make upon returning from the Abalathian Spine.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"Unlike Rei, Tsubame is a two-sided coin. She is the subservient lover that any man would dream of and she is the dangerous knife in the darkness. She is an irreplaceable weapon in my arsenal."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse. Unlike Rei, however, Hiko relies upon Tsubame far more in times of great conflict and battle, utilizing her ninja arts to their fullest.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"Veraint de Gerace. What can I say? While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Doman Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Alrik Dotharl'''
| ''"I have come to understand that while I have no brothers of my own, as far as I am aware, that there are brothers forged by bonds stronger than blood across Hydaelyn. We are brothers of the spirit. Alrik's and my own spirits exist together as a chain of erupting volcanoes."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The actions that brought Alrik and Hiko to know one another were strange and fast, as if drawn by fate to intersect. After visiting The Dragon's Crown tavern during an outing for revelry, Hiko has bled, fought alongside, and traveled beside Alrik Dotharl in their adventures throughout Eorzea. They have forged an unbreakable bond of brotherhood that nothing could tread upon.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Aelorelle Vallancourt'''
| ''"The owner of The Dragon's Crown. Many would run such a business and lose themselves to their success. Aelorelle, however, has never once lost track of who she is. She is a walking tapestry of Mephina's grace. I have come to understand that such bountiful beauty - while common among my own companions - is rare in Eorzea coupled with an unwavering heart that knows little bounds."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | In the same night that Hiko came to known Alrik Dotharl, he made the acquaintance of Aelorelle in the same tavern. While their start would be rocky due to outside influences, Hiko has come to regard Aelorelle as a close friend and one of the finest beauties Eorzea has to offer. Woe to those who cause trouble in The Dragon's Crown tavern, for not only must they contend with the juggernaut of the Dotharl but the colossus of Othard.
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All art here is done by [http://rivalj0vi.tumblr.com/ J0VI] unless otherwise stated.

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===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-03-09T03:49:15Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Doma information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===
:*“T'is not my place to say, but the man needs to step back for once. His reckless attitude will be his downfall and nary a word you or I say shall dissuade him otherwise.” - Veraint de Gerace, Black Crown Adviser

:*"I've known Hiko for some time now... but even he doesn't tell me everything. I hear people say he's left at least one woman with a child in every city-state in known Hydaelyn... hmph, well he sure is taking his time then." - Tsubame Soga

:*"I've heard he arm-wrestled Titan, but it doesn't stop there. He taught Ifrit 'sit' and 'heel' like he was your everyday, dozy hound! I'm also ninety-percent sure I've heard he's tugged Ramuh's beard, but that can't be true because he's still alive ... can it?" - Aelorelle Vallancourt

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1577:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"I never thought I would find someone as focused upon physical excellence as I. I am forever honored that Rei allowed me to take her as my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her. Even as he never expected to take her as his wife, Hiko left Rei with a child prior to their arrival in Eorzea, perhaps cementing the decision he would make upon returning from the Abalathian Spine.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"Unlike Rei, Tsubame is a two-sided coin. She is the subservient lover that any man would dream of and she is the dangerous knife in the darkness. She is an irreplaceable weapon in my arsenal."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse. Unlike Rei, however, Hiko relies upon Tsubame far more in times of great conflict and battle, utilizing her ninja arts to their fullest.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"Veraint de Gerace. What can I say? While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Doman Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Alrik Dotharl'''
| ''"I have come to understand that while I have no brothers of my own, as far as I am aware, that there are brothers forged by bonds stronger than blood across Hydaelyn. We are brothers of the spirit. Alrik's and my own spirits exist together as a chain of erupting volcanoes."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The actions that brought Alrik and Hiko to know one another were strange and fast, as if drawn by fate to intersect. After visiting The Dragon's Crown tavern during an outing for revelry, Hiko has bled, fought alongside, and traveled beside Alrik Dotharl in their adventures throughout Eorzea. They have forged an unbreakable bond of brotherhood that nothing could tread upon.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Aelorelle Vallancourt'''
| ''"The owner of The Dragon's Crown. Many would run such a business and lose themselves to their success. Aelorelle, however, has never once lost track of who she is. She is a walking tapestry of Mephina's grace. I have come to understand that such bountiful beauty - while common among my own companions - is rare in Eorzea coupled with an unwavering heart that knows little bounds."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | In the same night that Hiko came to known Alrik Dotharl, he made the acquaintance of Aelorelle in the same tavern. While their start would be rocky due to outside influences, Hiko has come to regard Aelorelle as a close friend and one of the finest beauties Eorzea has to offer. Woe to those who cause trouble in The Dragon's Crown tavern, for not only must they contend with the juggernaut of the Dotharl but the colossus of Othard.
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All art here is done by [http://rivalj0vi.tumblr.com/ J0VI] unless otherwise stated.

=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-03-09T00:25:57Z

R'khan Tia: /* Gallery */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Doma information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===
:*“T'is not my place to say, but the man needs to step back for once. His reckless attitude will be his downfall and nary a word you or I say shall dissuade him otherwise.” - Veraint de Gerace, Black Crown Adviser

:*"I've known Hiko for some time now... but even he doesn't tell me everything. I hear people say he's left at least one woman with a child in every city-state in known Hydaelyn... hmph, well he sure is taking his time then." - Tsubame Soga

:*"I've heard he arm-wrestled Titan, but it doesn't stop there. He taught Ifrit 'sit' and 'heel' like he was your everyday, dozy hound! I'm also ninety-percent sure I've heard he's tugged Ramuh's beard, but that can't be true because he's still alive ... can it?" - Aelorelle Vallancourt

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1577:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"I never thought I would find someone as focused upon physical excellence as I. I am forever honored that Rei allowed me to take her as my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her. Even as he never expected to take her as his wife, Hiko left Rei with a child prior to their arrival in Eorzea, perhaps cementing the decision he would make upon returning from the Abalathian Spine.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"Unlike Rei, Tsubame is a two-sided coin. She is the subservient lover that any man would dream of and she is the dangerous knife in the darkness. She is an irreplaceable weapon in my arsenal."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse. Unlike Rei, however, Hiko relies upon Tsubame far more in times of great conflict and battle, utilizing her ninja arts to their fullest.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"Veraint de Gerace. What can I say? While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=Gallery=
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All art here is done by [http://rivalj0vi.tumblr.com/ J0VI] unless otherwise stated.

=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-03-08T04:25:23Z

R'khan Tia:

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Doma information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===
:*“T'is not my place to say, but the man needs to step back for once. His reckless attitude will be his downfall and nary a word you or I say shall dissuade him otherwise.” - Veraint de Gerace, Black Crown Adviser

:*"I've known Hiko for some time now... but even he doesn't tell me everything. I hear people say he's left at least one woman with a child in every city-state in known Hydaelyn... hmph, well he sure is taking his time then." - Tsubame Soga

:*"I've heard he arm-wrestled Titan, but it doesn't stop there. He taught Ifrit 'sit' and 'heel' like he was your everyday, dozy hound! I'm also ninety-percent sure I've heard he's tugged Ramuh's beard, but that can't be true because he's still alive ... can it?" - Aelorelle Vallancourt

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
__NOTOC__

Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1577:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"I never thought I would find someone as focused upon physical excellence as I. I am forever honored that Rei allowed me to take her as my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her. Even as he never expected to take her as his wife, Hiko left Rei with a child prior to their arrival in Eorzea, perhaps cementing the decision he would make upon returning from the Abalathian Spine.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"Unlike Rei, Tsubame is a two-sided coin. She is the subservient lover that any man would dream of and she is the dangerous knife in the darkness. She is an irreplaceable weapon in my arsenal."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse. Unlike Rei, however, Hiko relies upon Tsubame far more in times of great conflict and battle, utilizing her ninja arts to their fullest.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"Veraint de Gerace. What can I say? While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T05:29:01Z

R'khan Tia: /* PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players) */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===
:*“T'is not my place to say, but the man needs to step back for once. His reckless attitude will be his downfall and nary a word you or I say shall dissuade him otherwise.” - Veraint de Gerace, Black Crown Adviser

:*"I've known Hiko for some time now... but even he doesn't tell me everything. I hear people say he's left at least one woman with a child in every city-state in known Hydaelyn... hmph, well he sure is taking his time then." - Tsubame Soga

:*"I've heard he arm-wrestled Titan, but it doesn't stop there. He taught Ifrit 'sit' and 'heel' like he was your everyday, dozy hound! I'm also ninety-percent sure I've heard he's tugged Ramuh's beard, but that can't be true because he's still alive ... can it?" - Aelorelle Vallancourt

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1577:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"I never thought I would find someone as focused upon physical excellence as I. I am forever honored that Rei allowed me to take her as my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her. Even as he never expected to take her as his wife, Hiko left Rei with a child prior to their arrival in Eorzea, perhaps cementing the decision he would make upon returning from the Abalathian Spine.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"Unlike Rei, Tsubame is a two-sided coin. She is the subservient lover that any man would dream of and she is the dangerous knife in the darkness. She is an irreplaceable weapon in my arsenal."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse. Unlike Rei, however, Hiko relies upon Tsubame far more in times of great conflict and battle, utilizing her ninja arts to their fullest.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"Veraint de Gerace. What can I say? While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T03:22:39Z

R'khan Tia: /* History */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1577:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"I never thought I would find someone as focused upon physical excellence as I. I am forever honored that Rei allowed me to take her as my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her. Even as he never expected to take her as his wife, Hiko left Rei with a child prior to their arrival in Eorzea, perhaps cementing the decision he would make upon returning from the Abalathian Spine.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"Unlike Rei, Tsubame is a two-sided coin. She is the subservient lover that any man would dream of and she is the dangerous knife in the darkness. She is an irreplaceable weapon in my arsenal."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse. Unlike Rei, however, Hiko relies upon Tsubame far more in times of great conflict and battle, utilizing her ninja arts to their fullest.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"Veraint de Gerace. What can I say? While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T03:05:57Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"I never thought I would find someone as focused upon physical excellence as I. I am forever honored that Rei allowed me to take her as my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her. Even as he never expected to take her as his wife, Hiko left Rei with a child prior to their arrival in Eorzea, perhaps cementing the decision he would make upon returning from the Abalathian Spine.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"Unlike Rei, Tsubame is a two-sided coin. She is the subservient lover that any man would dream of and she is the dangerous knife in the darkness. She is an irreplaceable weapon in my arsenal."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse. Unlike Rei, however, Hiko relies upon Tsubame far more in times of great conflict and battle, utilizing her ninja arts to their fullest.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"Veraint de Gerace. What can I say? While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:59:50Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:57:34Z

R'khan Tia: /* Behavior */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:56:55Z

R'khan Tia: /* General Appearance */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in a port of Doma, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Doma prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Doma. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Doma and the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Doma for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Aldenard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword.

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:56:17Z

R'khan Tia: /* History */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in the port city of Kugane in the island chain of Hingashi, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Hingashi prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Hingashi. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Hingashi, the city of Doma, and even the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Hingashi for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Ilsabard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:55:15Z

R'khan Tia: /* History */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in the port city of Kugane in the island chain of Hingashi, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Hingashi prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Hingashi. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Hingashi, the city of Doma, and even the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Hingashi for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Ilsabard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Doman fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Doman Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ During a walk through Doma by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Leaving the city-state without any true sense of where he was going, he travels throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:’’’ Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:’’’ Throughout the years following his initial pilgrimage, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:’’’ After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Doma, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Doma with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:’’’ Having abandoned Doma and sold his estate, Hiko uses the mountain of coin he gathered to journey throughout Othard once again as freely as he could. Hearing of the devastation befalling those still living in Doma, Hiko fought his way back to the city-state and stole a boat for the sake of rescuing others. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. The majority of the refugees soon came to pledge themselves to their savior, vowing to repay his honor in any way they possibly could. Both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea. During the continuing voyage to Eorzea, however, Hiko would come to realize that the woman Rei Kusakabe would soon become heavy with child.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:’’’ Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:’’’ Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:54:21Z

R'khan Tia: /* Dislikes */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in the port city of Kugane in the island chain of Hingashi, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Hingashi prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Hingashi. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Hingashi, the city of Doma, and even the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Hingashi for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Ilsabard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===
:*Arrogance
:*Axes
:*Brawls
:*Garlemald
:*Manipulation
:*Stagnation
:*Waifs
:*Weakness
:*Womanizers

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Hingashi fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel by boat to the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Kugane Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state under their zero tolerance policy, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Kugane by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Hopping on a boat from the Kugane Harbor, Hiko sets sail for Othard proper, traveling throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the last several years, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Kugane, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Hingashi with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Hearing the devastation that Doma was enduring at the hands of the Garlean Empire, Hiko bought a boat from one of the merchants in Kugane, setting sail for the coastline of Doma. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. Where the majority of the refugees he rescued were left in Kugane, both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:53:26Z

R'khan Tia: /* Likes */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in the port city of Kugane in the island chain of Hingashi, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Hingashi prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Hingashi. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Hingashi, the city of Doma, and even the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Hingashi for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Ilsabard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
:*Ala Mhigan Culture
:*Breaking his limits
:*Education
:*Eorzean Culture
:*Food
:*Honor
:*Rhalgr
:*Tough Fights
:*Traditional Culture
:*Water Gardens

===Dislikes===

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Hingashi fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel by boat to the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Kugane Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state under their zero tolerance policy, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Kugane by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Hopping on a boat from the Kugane Harbor, Hiko sets sail for Othard proper, traveling throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the last several years, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Kugane, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Hingashi with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Hearing the devastation that Doma was enduring at the hands of the Garlean Empire, Hiko bought a boat from one of the merchants in Kugane, setting sail for the coastline of Doma. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. Where the majority of the refugees he rescued were left in Kugane, both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:52:08Z

R'khan Tia: /* Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in the port city of Kugane in the island chain of Hingashi, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Hingashi prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Hingashi. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Hingashi, the city of Doma, and even the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Hingashi for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Ilsabard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*“Ever heard of a samurai? I’ve heard they can destroy entire city streets just by drawing their sword. Hiko Mitsunari? Aye, he’s one of them.” - Lominsan Sailor
:*“The Fists of Rhalgr were thought to be wiped up and now they’re starting to pop back up. That Hiko fellow has taken quite well to it. I watched him not only lift a man’s cart that had gotten stuck down a hill, but the chocobo too.” - Ala Mhigan Loyalist

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
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=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Hingashi fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel by boat to the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Kugane Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state under their zero tolerance policy, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Kugane by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Hopping on a boat from the Kugane Harbor, Hiko sets sail for Othard proper, traveling throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the last several years, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Kugane, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Hingashi with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Hearing the devastation that Doma was enduring at the hands of the Garlean Empire, Hiko bought a boat from one of the merchants in Kugane, setting sail for the coastline of Doma. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. Where the majority of the refugees he rescued were left in Kugane, both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:50:47Z

R'khan Tia: /* Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in the port city of Kugane in the island chain of Hingashi, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Hingashi prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Hingashi. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Hingashi, the city of Doma, and even the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Hingashi for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Ilsabard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*“I was out on patrol when I heard the screaming of an elezen waif. It may have turned out to be a man, but I swear I saw that Mitsunari man leap into the air and kick the dragon straight out of the sky!” - Temple Knight of Ishgard
:*“If you’re ever down on your luck, go pester that one. He’s some rich Doman heir of some kind of warrior lord. He’s an easy one to swindle.” - Ul’dan Pickpocket
:*“He’s the owner of The Sword Rack. It’s known for its excellent craftsmanship and bleeding cheap prices. That Mitsunari knows nothing about business.” - Fafayeja Roroyeja, Lalafellin Merchant aligned with the Syndicate

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===

===Dislikes===

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Hingashi fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel by boat to the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Kugane Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state under their zero tolerance policy, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Kugane by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Hopping on a boat from the Kugane Harbor, Hiko sets sail for Othard proper, traveling throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the last several years, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Kugane, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Hingashi with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Hearing the devastation that Doma was enduring at the hands of the Garlean Empire, Hiko bought a boat from one of the merchants in Kugane, setting sail for the coastline of Doma. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. Where the majority of the refugees he rescued were left in Kugane, both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:49:54Z

R'khan Tia: /* Common Rumors (Easily overheard) */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in the port city of Kugane in the island chain of Hingashi, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Hingashi prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Hingashi. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Hingashi, the city of Doma, and even the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Hingashi for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Ilsabard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"I heard that Highlander could punch through plate armor!" - Pearl Lane Vagrant
:*“There’s some people in the Quicksand that say Momodi orders a dhamel a day for that Mitsunari fellow.” - Quicksand Regular
:*“I heard when he walked through The Shroud he was struck lightning and spent the next month tracking down Ramuh, just to yank his beard.” - Wood Wailer
:*"If you see him at a bar and he orders enough for three people, that's not for the group he's with. All of that is just for him. The man eats a TON!" - Alys of Seventh Heaven
:*"It's said Menphina herself visits his bedroom once a Moon, hoping to find herself with child from the mortal man." - Shroud Priestess from the Temple of Menphina

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===

===Dislikes===

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Hingashi fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel by boat to the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Kugane Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state under their zero tolerance policy, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Kugane by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Hopping on a boat from the Kugane Harbor, Hiko sets sail for Othard proper, traveling throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the last several years, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Kugane, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Hingashi with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Hearing the devastation that Doma was enduring at the hands of the Garlean Empire, Hiko bought a boat from one of the merchants in Kugane, setting sail for the coastline of Doma. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. Where the majority of the refugees he rescued were left in Kugane, both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:48:19Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in the port city of Kugane in the island chain of Hingashi, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Hingashi prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Hingashi. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Hingashi, the city of Doma, and even the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Hingashi for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Ilsabard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===

===Dislikes===

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Hingashi fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel by boat to the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Kugane Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state under their zero tolerance policy, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Kugane by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Hopping on a boat from the Kugane Harbor, Hiko sets sail for Othard proper, traveling throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the last several years, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Kugane, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Hingashi with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Hearing the devastation that Doma was enduring at the hands of the Garlean Empire, Hiko bought a boat from one of the merchants in Kugane, setting sail for the coastline of Doma. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. Where the majority of the refugees he rescued were left in Kugane, both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Hiko Mitsunari

2017-02-28T02:41:19Z

R'khan Tia: /* Weaponry */

=General=

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“When I heard the way your father spoke, I was overcome with stories of the West. His passion for his devout life to Rhalgr made even my spirit burn brighter. No one could possibly convince me otherwise, that his son is not the very incarnation of that burning spirit. In mine eyes, you are Rhalgr.”

-Izumi Seiwa speaking to her newborn son. 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era.

''Hiko Mitsunari is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Growing up in the port city of Kugane in the island chain of Hingashi, Hiko Mitsunari was an oddity that never truly fit in with his surroundings. Born of a union between a strong Ala Mhigan man and a Hingashi prostitute, Hiko appears to have won out in terms of pure genetic luck. Regardless of his mother’s status, she was born of strong stock that attributed to Hiko’s sturdy health. The child of a whore had only the most important things to lose during his upbringing, forcing Hiko to tirelessly work several different crafts to ensure his own survival.

Attributed to his father, Hiko’s frame is broad and tall, reaching a full six fulms, five ilms that easily towered over all but the Auri peoples living in Hingashi. Traditionally one would have found Hiko garbed in the loose garb of the samurai, but since his arrival in Eorzea and the crafts of the Far East becoming harder to come by, he has since had to make several compromises. Regardless of his sturdy height and herculean build, Hiko has lost nothing of his dexterity, oftentimes capable of drawing his sword and returning it to its scabbard before the enemy has the chance to see the strike.

A thick mane of auburn hair sits messily upon his head, oftentimes getting in the way of his eyes. Hidden by his hair are a pair of thick eyebrows that would otherwise show the genuine man’s true thoughts on nearly any given situation by how expressively they react in the midst of a conversation. Angular features leave his chiseled face sharp, presenting a handsome face that would have fit in well with nobility were it not for the stubble clinging to his chin and cheeks. Accompanying that rugged facial hair were marks of battle, sustained from careless bouts that often got him into more trouble than was originally worth on the streets of Hingashi, the city of Doma, and even the various townships of Eorzea. In honor of his own father, what etching he had of him, Hiko tattooed his face with similar markings to his father, although more clear-cut and precise, like the blades he was accustomed to wielding.

Broad shoulders presented the border for the man’s frame, narrowing down as his figure traveled to his waist. Believing that a master of the sword also required being a master of the body, Hiko traded sought after goods on the ports of Hingashi for any and all information of the mysterious Ala Mhigan martial arts practiced by their so-called monks. With each shred of new information, Hiko’s body underwent a rigorous training regime that shaped his body like the edifice of Rhalgr. With arms coiled with power, Hiko has performed all manner of inhuman strength with each step in the direction of mastering his own chakras. An immense chest ebbs and flows with each powerful gust of air pumped into his lungs, leading down to a stern, tight stomach that showcased very little fat at all, save for a protective layer meant to ensure his abdomen was well-guarded during bouts of extreme bodily stress.

Treading down from his stomach, the man’s waist was pinched, completing the portrait of his desirable form. In the same vein as his arms, Hiko’s own legs are coiled with muscle, showcasing perhaps a stronger stress upon his movements than that of his arms by comparison. In both disciplines he has applied himself to, a level of inhuman speed was required of its wielder. Long and stalwart, Hiko’s legs were his finest traveling companions, never once faltering in his quest across the continent of Ilsabard.

Showcasing his lifetime of battle, Hiko’s body is a canvas for all manner of scarring of various shapes and sizes. Multiple arrowhead scars marr his back with several other slashing marks and stab wounds. Particularly of note, there appears to be a faint bullet scar near his right shoulder, no doubt sustained from a run in with Garlean troops. Throughout the rest of his form are plenty of other nondescript marks from combat, particularly along his arms and near where he carries his sword

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=Behavior=

Trained from an early age in the art of swordplay by the man that took him and his mother in, Hiko’s entire identity is shaped by the sword and the philosophy of it. Despite his own skill and fantastical ability, Hiko has shied away from any particular fame or status, instead choosing to forge his own path through life with the handful of companions he considers close to him. While not the man his master would have originally wished for, Hiko spreads himself too thin in the belief that those with the power to take up arms, must be ready and willing to defend those who are unable to. This has launched Hiko into several conflicts that he had no reason getting in the middle of in the first place.

A friendly soul that is able to see the world for what it is rather than clouding his own gaze with pessimism or depression, Hiko is quick and eager to see the upside to most things, unable to understand those who would allow themselves to be pulled down by forces they cannot contend with. While this does not always make him the most popular among his companions or the people he interacts with, Hiko views the world in his own way, seeing in all shades of color rather than the black and white that many paint its complexities in. This belief of trying to remain positive might be attributed most to his skill in battle, allowing him to stare down a daunting opponent and feel excited rather than sheer terror freezing his blood in his veins.

An avid social drinker, Hiko is oftentimes seen in the company of others while in any tavern that he comes to. While he seems to drink copiously throughout the nights he relaxes beside other adventurers, travelers, and refugees he almost never appears to become intoxicated. Friends have speculated this behavior most likely attributed to his training as a Fist of Rhalgr, his awakened spirit no doubt burning away the toxins before they can plague his blood and dull his senses.

A burning sense of warrior’s pride fills Hiko’s veins, no doubt born of the stories told to him of Ala Mhigo and its grand Fists of Rhalgr alongside the stern tutelage of his master. Oftentimes, Hiko will turn his sword around during a fight to ensure that his impressive strength doesn’t outright slaughter an opponent simply because today they happen to be at the other end of his sword, when tomorrow they could be sitting beside him telling merry stories at a tavern’s table.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Fuyutsuki:''' Passed down from master to student of Ten Shinsoku-ryū for generations, Fuyutsuki is an ancient heirloom that has drank deeply of the aether from its previous wielders. The soulbindings that have occurred with the sword have left it impossibly resilient to breaking and fleeing from its scabbard, when drawn, with the speed of a mighty gust. Since arriving in Eorzea, Fyutusuki has fallen into disrepair as the steel found in Aldenard is completely different in its ways of being made than that of Othard. With what little maintenance he has been able to do, Hiko has prevented the blade from becoming irreparable by means of oils and frequently treating it with the respect it deserves.

:'''Fuyuhoshi:''' Similarly made as the Fuyutsuki, Fuyuhoshi is an heirloom of Ten Shinsoku-ryū passed down from master to student for generations. While it has not seen nearly as much use, typically worn as a ceremonial addition to the style, the Fuyuhoshi clearly has seen the light of day and tasted blood throughout its kind. The story of the sword and its significance states that when Fuyutsuki had fallen, it was Fuyuhoshi that guided its wielder to safety.

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Temple Garb:''' Offered to Hiko by Galmr after their travels through the Abalathian Spine, he has worn and taken great care of the attire as best as he possibly could. When repairs are necessary to it, he ventures - on foot - to Southern Thanalan, visiting the Ala Mhigan refugees in hope that they might offer some means to restoring it to its prior glory. While each time it loses some of its original lustre, Hiko maintains the outfit and wears it with pride, showcasing his place as a true Fist of Rhalgr.

:'''Tantra Attire:''' Shortly after the final battle of the Dragonsong War, Hiko received word from Galmr to come to him in Southern Thanalan. There, he found his tutor upon his deathbed, stricken by some sort of infected wound that violently raced through his body. Bequeathing to his pupil the honored attire of the Tantra. When Hiko first adorned the honorable garb, he felt his body nearly rip itself apart from the sheer power throbbing within it. After long hours of training, Hiko only ever shrouds himself in the Tantra when there is no other option and he must give it his all.

:'''Training Weights:''' Custom made from the forge in which he works, Hiko adorns his Temple Garb with what appears to be the typical ceremonial ornaments but truly they are training equipment. Each metal piece upon his typical garb: upon the shoulders, upon his gloves, and upon the knees of his boots are weighted to keep his body continually in shape even during times without conflict. It is said that a single weight is a hundred ponz.

:'''Crystal of Light:''' Upon arriving in Eorzea and throughout his adventures with Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko experienced an overwhelming agony of headaches most attributed to aether sickness. It wasn’t until his return from the Abalathian Spine that he felt the agonizing pain subside. Thus began dreams of swimming in a crystalline sea, seeing other souls fluttering through the ocean before a glorious crystal that gave off a perfect warmth. After weeks of repeating the same dream, Hiko awoke to have a light red crystal beside him with a dim blue light shining from its core. Never questioning it, Hiko has kept the crystal beside him throughout all of his travels.

===Attire & Accessories===
:Coming Soon!
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=Combat=
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While Hiko’s preferred method of attack is with that of a katana within his grip, being away from the Far East has made it increasingly difficult for him to find an agreeable blade since its shattering in defense of Tsubame Soga and Rei Mitsunari as they fled from Othard. Due to this, Hiko has made due with Eorzean swords, regardless of the serious handicap it places upon him or - most typically - relies upon the methods of the Fist of Rhalgr.

:*Ten Shinsoku-ryū: Heavenly God Speed Sword Style:
Upon being taken in by Oda Mitsunari, the samurai began instructing Hiko in the arts of swordplay to ensure that while he might have been born on the docks as a ruffian, he would grow into a respectable man. The sword style, passed down from master to student rather than taught in dojos, stresses a competence of bodily ability. The practitioners of this style carry with them both their katana and kodachi. Surprisingly enough, the kodachi is almost never used, meant as more of a distraction to an opponent for fear of the samurai using the weapon’s impenetrable defense. Instead, the focus is on several two-part attacks and movements that leave the samurai in a perfect balance of both offensive and defensive positioning. A single hand never leaves the gripped position of the scabbard, utilizing it as a primary means for defense in the event of an attack outclassing their own or the need to quickly alter their own movements. Secondly, this style of swordplay has a steady reliance on the usage of Iaijutsu (also known as Battoujutsu). The act of sheathing the blade and drawing it at rapid speeds to either counter-attack an opponent or unleash a premeditated surprise attack. The sheer speed in which those practicing the art of Ten Shinsoku-ryū has garnered it some meager reputation for being a style of mind reading and psychics.

:*Ken no Hakai: Fist of Destruction (Fist of Rhalgr):
With his Ala Mhigan heritage having always been treated as something of a romantic fairy tail, Hiko has been driven throughout his entire life to understand more about it and that of the almighty Destroyer, Rhalgr. Through this, Hiko has strived to gain any and all knowledge possible in the way of the Monks of Ala Mhigo. While living in Kugane information was always a difficult thing to come by, getting lucky from various sailors or Ala Mhigan tourists that might have come through, but since coming to live on the continent of Ilsabard, Hiko has been given a greater understanding on the aether-enriched continent. Coming to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr the Golden Fist, Hiko was quickly educated on the situation their people have been forced to endure and gifted further understanding of their art. For several months the two Ala Mhigans trespassed the cliffs of Abalathia, turning their backs on the settled world below them. After those many months of ceaseless training and harrowing tribulations, Hiko and Galmr both returned far stronger than they were when they had left, both having been given further understanding of their chakras and - as they claim - a vision from The Destroyer himself. Utilizing the techniques of Ala Mhigo, Hiko is slow to open his chakras, always seeking to see how much he can take at his lowest before pushing himself further and further. Due to the flooding of aether in his body with each opening, Hiko’s body is put under increasing strain until which a point it threatens to leave him unconscious from careless use of his chakras. By the opening of the third chakra, Hiko’s movements become harder to track and his attacks become strong enough to break off entire boulders from a mountain’s face. With continuous training, it is a wonder what could possibly come next in his devotion to his temple: his body.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===

===Dislikes===

=History=
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Age: 34

===Personal Timeline===
'''PENDING LORE CHANGES!'''
:'''Year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Born to Izumi Seiwa under the Fifth Umbral Moon, Hiko was named after a Hingashi fairytale hero who was born from nothing and fought the gods to earn his place somewhere in the world.

:'''Year 1549 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the young age of five Hiko already took to helping around the docks as best he could to earn chump change to aid his mother. This coin was mostly earned through various odd jobs or running to get food for other dockhands. At some point, Hiko ran into a swordsman by the name of Oda Mitsunari who understood Hiko’s plight. With a kind heart, Oda Mitsunari took Hiko and Izumi in, giving them a place to stay where they would not have to work themselves to the bone.

:'''Year 1550 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After growing accustomed to living with Oda Mitsunari, he took to treating Hiko as if he were his apprentice, believing that he needed guidance and discipline if he were to be forestalled the ruffian destiny of nearly all who grew up in the underbelly. With a wooden sword in hand, Hiko set to learning the ways of his master and adopted father.

:'''Year 1552 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Coming to better understand his Ala Mhigan heritage, Hiko began rummaging through town for all manner of unique goods to peddle to sailors and travelers from Ala Mhigo or Ul’dah, always seeking further understanding of his father’s home and its culture. This marked the start of his dual training: swordsmanship and the understanding of the Fists of Ala Mhigo.

:'''Year 1554 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' At the age of ten, Hiko and Oda travel by boat to the mainland of Othard, setting out into the wilds and the vicious steppes. Staying there for the greater part of the year, Hiko’s swordsmanship was put to the test, trained in a life or death situation against all manner of dangers, including the wandering tribes of the Xaela. While upon the steppes, Hiko ended up separated from his master, forced to find his way alone in the dark. During this harrowing journey, Hiko was set upon by two young Dotharl out for a hunt. In response to their own attack, he fought valiantly against them, dispatching them both by running away and drawing them apart from one another.

:'''Year 1556 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' After several more training outings, Hiko became more of a true swordsman, displaying mastery over the art that was passed down to him by his master. Regardless of this, his own Ala Mhigan side had begun to stagnate much to his dismay. During the off days of training with his master, Hiko would sneak away to various alleyways to begin testing his skills with the power of Rhalgr. During one such training session, Hiko is caught by thieves without his sword. In a do or die situation, he defends himself against the vagabonds, surprised by his own slow-coming mastery over the basics of the fighting style.

:'''Year 1559 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Finding that his mother had begun to find other means to getting coin and instead had put herself in an insurmountable amount of debt, Hiko pleads with the crime syndicate, swearing his sword in order to pay off her debt. All the while, he and his mother keep this information from Oda Mitsunari, regardless of his ability to help them.

:'''Year 1563 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Spending years dirtying his blade in the service of the Kugane Crime Syndicate by way of robbing various cargo ships and collecting debts from others, Hiko’s own foul deeds finally catch up to him. Arrested by the state under their zero tolerance policy, Hiko is imprisoned, awaiting whatever judgment to be passed down upon him. Learning of this, the now-frail Oda Mitsunari leaves his estate to bargain for Hiko’s freedom. Earning his freedom, instead of anger, Oda Mitsunari consoles and welcomes Hiko back, apologizing for having been too weak and blind to see the struggle he was putting himself through for the sake of his mother.

:'''Year 1564 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Upon his deathbed, Oda Mitsunari struggles with an illness that had been eating away at his body for the past several years. There, Oda bequeaths to him the title of master of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū alongside asking him to do him the honor of wearing his family’s name. In all shape of the world, Oda thought of Hiko the child he never had. In the wake of this, Hiko takes on the name Mitsunari and is left with Oda’s family estate, having not had a family outside of Izumi and Hiko.

:'''Year 1569 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' During a walk through Kugane by the docks, Hiko Mitsunari meets Veraint de Gerace. Surprised by seeing a Duskwight Elezen, as rare as they were to see, he takes the foreigner through a tour of the city. After speaking in length, Hiko offers one of the guest rooms in the Mitsunari Estate to the Sharlayan traveler. For the length of an entire year the two worked together, learned from one another, and became close friends. While Veraint had absolutely no skill or talent with a sword, he was quick to impress Hiko with his quick wit when holding a spear or lance in hand.

:'''Year 1570 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Shortly after the departure of Veraint de Gerace, Hiko leaves the Mitsunari Estate in the care of his mother Izumi and the servants that still remained at the household. Packing what meager things he thought were necessary alongside his sword and a weather-beaten journal with written accounts of an Ala Mhigan Fist of Rhalgr and the unlocking of chakras. Hopping on a boat from the Kugane Harbor, Hiko sets sail for Othard proper, traveling throughout the dangerous continent on foot to not only hone his own skills with a sword but to strengthen his mind and spirit.

:'''Year 1571 of the Sixth Astral Era:''' Early in his adventures throughout Othard, Hiko comes to a mountainous surface. The locals referred to it as a dangerous climb, as if its sheer surface was nigh-impossible to scale. Rather than accept that, Hiko set to climbing the side of the mountain, attempting to follow the paths that goats had taken with little success. Regardless of this, by sheer willpower, Hiko managed to climb to the top of the mountain slowly but surely. Throughout his travel, he hunted the mountain goats and subsisted off small portions of food at a time. Rationing his food and water, Hiko entered into something of a trance-like state where he believed he was communicating with his deceased master, Oda Mitsunari. It was at the peak of the mountain that Oda Mitsunari bequeathed more knowledge of the Ten Shinsoku-ryū.

:'''Year 3 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1575:''' Throughout the last several years, Hiko Mitsunari sought to recreate the visions he received atop the mountain. Always searched for new answers from his master and other ways to improve, Hiko would only end up seeing a vision of his master when pushed to his limit, on the edges of sanity, and exhaustion clung to him like the grip of death. Each time he experienced such a vision, he felt revitalized, as if a flux of aether was shot through his body to ensure he would not die. It was, in Hiko’s belief, that he was completing his training with his master and it was by his master’s will that he was kept alive.

:'''Year 5 of the Seventh Umbral Era, 1557:''' After his harrowing journey had come to an end, Hiko returned to Kugane, but not without struggle of posted Garlean sentries. Forcing his way back home, Hiko returned just in time to see his mother on her deathbed, suffering from the same illness that had eaten away at his master beforehand. Holding her close and comforting her in her final moments, Hiko did not feel the same sadness he felt in his master’s death. Instead, he knew from his journey behind him that his mother, like Oda Mitsunari, was watching over him from some ethereal place. Burying her beside his adopted father, Hiko began making preparations to leave Hingashi with the knowledge of Othard’s plight against Garlemald.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578:''' Hearing the devastation that Doma was enduring at the hands of the Garlean Empire, Hiko bought a boat from one of the merchants in Kugane, setting sail for the coastline of Doma. Fitting as many as he could upon the small vessel, it was here when Hiko Mitsunari came to know Rei Kusakabe and Tsubame Soga. Where the majority of the refugees he rescued were left in Kugane, both Rei and Tsubame spoke of the land where the majority of their people were traveling to: Eorzea. Knowing absolutely nothing of the land, Hiko chartered a boat for the three of them to Radz-at-Han, seeking the last known place his friend Verant de Gerace had traveled to for answers. Upon arriving at the island of Thavnair, Hiko and his companions learned of his being imprisoned for delving into secrets, overstaying his welcome. Together, the three Far Easterners rescued Veraint de Gerace and left the island nation as quickly as they came, setting out for Eorzea.

:'''Year 1 of the Seventh Astral Era, 1578 2.3 and Beyond:''' Arriving in Eorzea, the majority of the group separated from one another for a time. Hiko came to know an Ala Mhigan by the name of Galmr, quickly taking to his words of strength and seeking to further understand the Ways of Rhalgr. The two traversed the dangerous cliffs of the Abalathian Spine while Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe traveled with one another. Rather than sticking with any of them, Tsubame Soga traveled alongside her kin, seeking to aid in their settling and various other tasks.

:'''Heavensward:''' Returning from his journey with Galmr, Hiko sought out his various companions, quickly finding Veraint de Gerace and Rei Kusakabe together in Revenant’s Toll living among the other Doman refugees. Rather than staying in one place, however, Hiko’s adventurous spirit sought to drive them elsewhere, leading them to explore the mystifying land of Dravania. There, the three encountered all manner of dangerous creature, aided in the reconstruction of Idyllshire, and took on contracted tasks through the House of Splendors. It wasn’t until the all out assault on Ishgard by Nidhogg that the four were reunited. Hiko Mitsunari, Rei Mitsunari (having married Hiko in Idyllshire), Veraint de Gerace, and Tsubame Soga worked together against the threat of the Dravanian horde. In the wake of the battle, the group worked together to ensure the aftermath was cleaned and as many were taken to medical help as could possibly be. Afterwards, the group traveled to Ul’dah, simply living out their days through adventuring contracts and aiding the growing Ala Mhigan Resistance in their doldrums. As of this time, Rei Mitsunari, Tsubame Soga, and Veraint de Gerace had become irreplaceable to him, his most cherished allies.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Rei Mitsunari'''
| ''"Short in stature, but strong in spirit. She's trained her entire life to prove that she is strong. I am honored to call her my wife."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Having met Rei as she fled from Garlemald's wrath, Hiko would have never guessed that the woman would later become his wife. As things currently are, he could not imagine his life without her.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Tsubame Soga'''
| ''"No matter the harrowing life she has lead, Tsubame is a beautiful flower behind the shadows she clings to. My hope is to protect her from the life she once lead while giving her the experiences of something new."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Coming to know Tsubame at the same time as he met Rei, the two women changed his life for the better as they traveled from Othard to Eorzea. While not his wife, Tsubame is no less his lover and companion in the world they traverse.
|}
{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''Veraint de Gerace'''
| ''"There is something to be said about Veraint. While his own combat skills are not the most honed or the sharpest, his tactical mind has proven to think ten steps ahead of his opponents. I am lucky that his plans are on my own side and not my enemy's."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | The strange friendship between the Sharlayan scholar and the Hingashi Samurai seems to be predestined, as if the stars aligned perfectly for its happenstance. However, the two have journeyed together across the sea and experienced danger that has only quenched their friendship in the fires of brotherhood. Until the end of time, Veraint de Gerace will always be regarded as one of Hiko Mitsunari's closest friends and allies.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Hiko Mitsunari and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.

<headertabs/>

[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Far Eastern]] [[category :Highlander]] [[category :Hyur]]

Djet Mkhai

2017-01-27T11:46:53Z

R'khan Tia: /* General */

=General=

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“When I found you on the docks of Radz-at-Han, my servants questioned my sanity at taking you in. They saw a mangy urchin that would blight our home. I saw a burning fire in your gaze, held by the heroes of history. They have come to regret their initial opinion, as you have defended me and mine time and time again. This is why I trust my daughters in your care. Away from this place, and ensure they live a life worth living away from the memory of their rotting father."

-Sheikh Iskandar al-Arkani

''Djet Mkhai is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Standing statuesque among many of his kin, Djet Mkhai towers and looks down upon many of his shorter brethren bearing the typical gruff of plate armor and massive weaponry often accompanied by men of his stature. Coming to a full height of six fulms five ilms, Djet cuts a unique profile in the crowds of Eorzea. Taking ample care of his arms and armor, Djet can be found in the company of cleaning oils or sharpening stones seeking to ensure his armor weathers the test of time. Unlike the bandits that haunt the different roads of Thavnair and the thieves that stalk the rooftops of Radz-at-Han, Djet Mkhai fancies himself a guardian and looks the part just as well.

Beneath the shielding touch of leather and plated armor, Djet Mkhai was a typhoon of scarring, exaggerated muscle, and tattoos. One thing, in particular, that was noteworthy about the well-inked man, was that he did not often wear clothing that put his markings on display, going so far as to hardly have any within sight. Starting at the bottom of his neck, the symbol of a mighty Thavnairian lion: the lion was inked with its massive maw agape with two swords crossed behind it. On the broad blades of his shoulders were several vague effigies of the Thavnairian Zodiac circling beside one another as to leave six per shoulder blade. Filling the surface of his back was a kraken that starts between his shoulder with its tentacles extending out to swirl around several scars and burn marks that marred his back, as if holding him together. In three of the kraken's appendages were harpoons piercing through them, as if further pinning the man's body together and forcing the creature to remain held against him. Running down the man's sides were two scimitars of Ul’dahn design with intricate patterns along the flat of the blades: an hourglass leaking its sands down the edges.

Lingering atop his right shoulder is a single skull that appears like a mixture of wolf and lion with the Garlean symbols XIII inscribed above its eye socket. Tied to one of its teeth and circling once around the top of his arm is a ribbon that states, “Heroes Never Die,” in Eorzean runes. On the opposite shoulder is a human skull wearing a drachen mail helm with the sigil of Halone inscribed upon its broken horn. Down the underside of both his arms are two Uldahn-styled gladius that are chipped in several places, with the one on the right bearing the symbol of the Immortal Flames and the other bearing the symbol of the Gladiator’s Guild. On the broad side, forefront of his right and left biceps, there are the mighty gates of Rhalgr, symbolizing his arms acting as the gateway to his soul. Lying upon his left pectoral is a shield’s outline with a sword’s hilt standing above it. Around his navel is the depiction of a compass with a cracked surface and the needle pointing toward northwest, straight to his heart.

If the vast amount of scarring wasn't enough, the man's body: particularly his arms and his back are besieged by several gruesome scars and burn wounds that paint a devastating picture of a lifetime of hard labor and combat. Around the man's throat is a slight scarring of shoddily-healed skin showing that the man almost met an unfortunate end at the hand of a rope or a garrote of some sort. While his face isn't missing any of its pieces quite yet, there is a clear scar that travels from his ear down to his chin and another crossing over the bridge of his nose.

While perhaps not as dark as some of his kinsmen, it can be attributed to his Ala Mhigan heritage leaving him with some of their mountainous traits. A heavy set brow weighs upon his light brown eyes that look almost golden in the light of a candle or flame, filled with the conquering spirit of humanity and the greedy wish to leave his mark upon the world before his short life ultimately comes to an end. Taking from his own Thavnairian culture, Djet bears pride in his thick, dark brown hair whose ends appear to be sliced by blade than barber. To top everything off, Djet's face is bordered by a trimmed beard that slims down his broad, classically heroic features.

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=Behavior=

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=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
Coming Soon.

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===Attire & Accessories===

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=Combat=
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Coming Soon.
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=Rumors=
Coming Soon.

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
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===Dislikes===

=History=
__NOTOC__

===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
'''HEAVY CONSTRUCTION!'''

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''Osira Mkhai'''
| ''"Thavnair might be closed off to us, but we keep our memories alive, together."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" |A once impossible thought was that the boy found on the dock would earn the right to the nobleman's daughter, but Hydaelyn smiled upon their unfortunate happenings by gifting them each other. Throughout the test of time, Djet Mkhai has managed to remain steadfast and convicted purely by the presence of Osira, reminding him that regardless of the hardships they endure, they are never truly alone.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
Djet and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Thavnair]] [[category :Ala Mhigo]] [[category :Highlander]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-05T00:07:33Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

=General=

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“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strongest nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

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Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

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:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>

:'''Crystal of Light:''' <spoiler>
Shortly after the Battle of Carteneau, R'khan began to experience horrifying nightmares of an untold darkness, plaguing his dreams for months. He believed this - as did his comrades - to be the delayed reaction to the horrors experienced by the Calamity. As the months crawled on, however, R'khan's night terrors became more clear as he began to understand the swirling abyss laying in wait just beyond the veil. This was the start, the spur that pushed Antares and R'khan into action in their adventures throughout Eorzea. While they knew they would never amount to that of the warriors to whom they could not remember their names, but they would do their part until they could not anymore. As if tied to this resolution, the night terrors stopped and henceforth R'khan's dreams have been peaceful and blessed with the soft presence of what he could only describe as a mother's warmth. At some point shortly after the nightmares ceased, R'khan awoke with a crystal beside him, not understanding what it meant and simply taking it for an omen of prosperity, he fashioned the token into a trinket that never leaves his side. Oftentimes the valuable possession is seen hanging from his belt, fastened by aetherial wire for its safe-keeping.</spoiler>
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=Combat=
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There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
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===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
'''HEAVY CONSTRUCTION!'''
:'''1536, Sixth Astral Era:''' R’khan is born to the Raptor Tribe, sired by R’dhex Nuhn and R’azah, in a small settlement along the Abalathian Spine. R’khan was the first son to be born to the newest nuhn.

:'''1537, Sixth Astra Era:''' Fleeing beastmen attacking the Raptor Tribe settlement, R’azah fled with nothing but her child, never stopping for long until she made it to the border of Thanalan, where she was greeted by a Dunesfolk low noble by the name of Elyilor Quyilor. Trading favors for safe passage, R’azah begun her long career as what would develop into being incredibly profitable simply by using her much sought after body.

:'''1551, Sixth Astral Era:''' Due to the efforts of R’azah, R’khan is offered a chance to make his way among the Sultansworn. It is during this first day among the other aspirants that he meets one of the most important people in his life: Antares Armstrong. The two are fast friends, often told that they must have been friends or brothers from a different life.

:'''1552, Sixth Astral Era:''' Early into the year and during their training to become Sultansworn, Antares introduces R’khan to the techniques of his heritage, teaching him the first steps to become a Fist of Rhalgr. These early training sessions outside the gates of Ul’dah would come to shape the man he would later become.

:'''1554, Sixth Astral Era:''' After extensive training with the other Sultansworn, successful detail alongside several minor nobles, and running detail alongside several banquets hosted by the Line of Ul, R’khan and Antares are both promoted to the rank of Sultansworn Elite and bestowed the trademarked Gallant Armor.

:'''1555, Sixth Astral Era:''' In the wake of their promotion, R’khan and Antares take to training new recruits to their order, instilling the same beliefs and tenets that were set upon them during their own trials and initiation. Rather than simply regurgitating that which they know, the two set to training each to their own individual strengths.

:'''1556, Sixth Astral Era:''' In the midst of practicing their art at one of the several Sultansworn training grounds, R’khan opens the Fist Chakra, feeling a swelling of strength within his body that he had never experienced before. Emboldened by the experience, R’khan began to showcase an even further appetite for Antares’ training and the religion it belonged to.

:'''1559, Sixth Astral Era:''' After years of turning a blind eye to the corruption within the Sultansworn, R’khan and Antares depart from the order on unpleasant terms, leaving several of their now-corrupt students and comrades sour over the two. Rather than simply sign their names to the Adventurers’ Guild, the two enlisted into the ranks of the Brass Blades.

:'''1560, Sixth Astral Era:''' Near the Statue of Thal in Southern Thanalan, R’khan and Antares’ training is put through the ringer once again, ending with the awakening of his Second Chakra. Having gone through careful means to prepare himself physically and spiritually for the sensation, R’khan’s mastery of the growing font of power comes with ease, regardless of his typically volatile aether.

:'''1562, Sixth Astral Era:''' Stricken by visions of falling stars, R’khan begins to experience overwhelming headaches. In the wake of his visions and restless dreaming, he begins to find that each day was becoming easier than the one before it, as if the world around him was beginning to make more sense. This displayed itself with an easier time conversing with others and generally being more understanding than he previously was to start.

:'''1570, Sixth Astral Era:''' After the hurricane of events surrounding the Bull of Ala Mhigo’s unparalleled winning streak within the coliseum, R’khan and Antares joined the Immortal Flames that were founded under his name after rising to a seat within the Syndicate. Serving willingly and proudly, the two enjoyed their place among like-minded heavy-hitters rather than the stale company they had grown accustom to within the Brass Blades.

:'''1572, Sixth Astral Era:''' The Calamity occurs: R’khan alongside his companions Antares Armstrong and R’ohja Tahl battle for their lives against the advancing Garlean Army. Stuck in the thick of it, R’khan and Antares fight side by side, covered by the precise shots of R’ohja’s bow. It is only due to working together that the three are capable of surviving the horrifying battle and the fall of Dalamud. In the wake of Bahamut’s awakening, the three take shelter beneath a boulder, cowering until the dust had settled.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font> '''Antares Armstrong'''
| ''"The closest I have ever had to a brother. I will walk and live for the both of us."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" |Throughout the years shared with Antares, R'khan has grown and changed beyond that which he might have ever been. The two had shared several adventures and survived countless perils that should have laid the two low. All good things must come to an end, however, and the chance encounter with their former comrades among the Sultansworn brought the Ala Mhigan low. Now, R'khan has vowed to experience and live enough for the two of them, never forgetting his brother.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lunai Dotharl'''
| ''"Proof that savagery does not mean brainless. Her sister's keeper."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has learned to understand why his ally enjoyed her company so much. He never truly knows what to expect from the warrior, but he has clear respect for the honorbound combatant. They are very different, but very much the same in their lifestyles.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Solin Dotharl'''
| ''"People argue that air heads don't oft exist outside the comforts of society. Solin stands in defiance of that."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has grown fond for the woman with her passionate, enthusiastic personality that lightens most atmospheres, regardless of any clouds that might hang over it. By no means a strategist, compared to her twin sister, R'khan views Solin as the more vicious combatant and thus, the stronger of the two.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Faye Covington'''
| ''"Unfortunately beautiful. A gem in Ul'dah's streets destined to taste the grime."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | From the handful of run ins R'khan has shared with Faye, he has begun to form the opinion that the woman is out of place in most situations, exceedingly obvious around the filth and vagrants that parade through Ul'dah's steets. Regardless of seeing the woman on the lower levels, he is for certain by dress and decorum that she should be among the higher levels.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''Lafeyette Moumadelle'''
| ''"Trustworthy, but there is something about her I just cannot entertain. I just do not like her."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | A chance encounter when R'khan's conjurer of choice was otherwise indisposed introduced the wandering adventurer to the chirurgeon, leaving him more than impressed by the woman's ability to tend to one's wounds, regardless of her disuse of magic. Once was more than enough to form an opinion that the woman was trustworthy enough to be on retainer.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-04T08:52:50Z

R'khan Tia: /* General */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

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“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strongest nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>

:'''Crystal of Light:''' <spoiler>
Shortly after the Battle of Carteneau, R'khan began to experience horrifying nightmares of an untold darkness, plaguing his dreams for months. He believed this - as did his comrades - to be the delayed reaction to the horrors experienced by the Calamity. As the months crawled on, however, R'khan's night terrors became more clear as he began to understand the swirling abyss laying in wait just beyond the veil. This was the start, the spur that pushed Antares and R'khan into action in their adventures throughout Eorzea. While they knew they would never amount to that of the warriors to whom they could not remember their names, but they would do their part until they could not anymore. As if tied to this resolution, the night terrors stopped and henceforth R'khan's dreams have been peaceful and blessed with the soft presence of what he could only describe as a mother's warmth. At some point shortly after the nightmares ceased, R'khan awoke with a crystal beside him, not understanding what it meant and simply taking it for an omen of prosperity, he fashioned the token into a trinket that never leaves his side. Oftentimes the valuable possession is seen hanging from his belt, fastened by aetherial wire for its safe-keeping.</spoiler>
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=Combat=
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There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
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===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
'''HEAVY CONSTRUCTION!'''
:'''1536, Sixth Astral Era:''' R’khan is born to the Raptor Tribe, sired by R’dhex Nuhn and R’azah, in a small settlement along the Abalathian Spine. R’khan was the first son to be born to the newest nuhn.

:'''1537, Sixth Astra Era:''' Fleeing beastmen attacking the Raptor Tribe settlement, R’azah fled with nothing but her child, never stopping for long until she made it to the border of Thanalan, where she was greeted by a Dunesfolk low noble by the name of Elyilor Quyilor. Trading favors for safe passage, R’azah begun her long career as what would develop into being incredibly profitable simply by using her much sought after body.

:'''1551, Sixth Astral Era:''' Due to the efforts of R’azah, R’khan is offered a chance to make his way among the Sultansworn. It is during this first day among the other aspirants that he meets one of the most important people in his life: Antares Armstrong. The two are fast friends, often told that they must have been friends or brothers from a different life.

:'''1552, Sixth Astral Era:''' Early into the year and during their training to become Sultansworn, Antares introduces R’khan to the techniques of his heritage, teaching him the first steps to become a Fist of Rhalgr. These early training sessions outside the gates of Ul’dah would come to shape the man he would later become.

:'''1554, Sixth Astral Era:''' After extensive training with the other Sultansworn, successful detail alongside several minor nobles, and running detail alongside several banquets hosted by the Line of Ul, R’khan and Antares are both promoted to the rank of Sultansworn Elite and bestowed the trademarked Gallant Armor.

:'''1555, Sixth Astral Era:''' In the wake of their promotion, R’khan and Antares take to training new recruits to their order, instilling the same beliefs and tenets that were set upon them during their own trials and initiation. Rather than simply regurgitating that which they know, the two set to training each to their own individual strengths.

:'''1556, Sixth Astral Era:''' In the midst of practicing their art at one of the several Sultansworn training grounds, R’khan opens the Fist Chakra, feeling a swelling of strength within his body that he had never experienced before. Emboldened by the experience, R’khan began to showcase an even further appetite for Antares’ training and the religion it belonged to.

:'''1559, Sixth Astral Era:''' After years of turning a blind eye to the corruption within the Sultansworn, R’khan and Antares depart from the order on unpleasant terms, leaving several of their now-corrupt students and comrades sour over the two. Rather than simply sign their names to the Adventurers’ Guild, the two enlisted into the ranks of the Brass Blades.

:'''1560, Sixth Astral Era:''' Near the Statue of Thal in Southern Thanalan, R’khan and Antares’ training is put through the ringer once again, ending with the awakening of his Second Chakra. Having gone through careful means to prepare himself physically and spiritually for the sensation, R’khan’s mastery of the growing font of power comes with ease, regardless of his typically volatile aether.

:'''1562, Sixth Astral Era:''' Stricken by visions of falling stars, R’khan begins to experience overwhelming headaches. In the wake of his visions and restless dreaming, he begins to find that each day was becoming easier than the one before it, as if the world around him was beginning to make more sense. This displayed itself with an easier time conversing with others and generally being more understanding than he previously was to start.

:'''1570, Sixth Astral Era:''' After the hurricane of events surrounding the Bull of Ala Mhigo’s unparalleled winning streak within the coliseum, R’khan and Antares joined the Immortal Flames that were founded under his name after rising to a seat within the Syndicate. Serving willingly and proudly, the two enjoyed their place among like-minded heavy-hitters rather than the stale company they had grown accustom to within the Brass Blades.

:'''1572, Sixth Astral Era:''' The Calamity occurs: R’khan alongside his companions Antares Armstrong and R’ohja Tahl battle for their lives against the advancing Garlean Army. Stuck in the thick of it, R’khan and Antares fight side by side, covered by the precise shots of R’ohja’s bow. It is only due to working together that the three are capable of surviving the horrifying battle and the fall of Dalamud. In the wake of Bahamut’s awakening, the three take shelter beneath a boulder, cowering until the dust had settled.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font> '''Antares Armstrong'''
| ''"The closest I have ever had to a brother. I will walk and live for the both of us."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" |Throughout the years shared with Antares, R'khan has grown and changed beyond that which he might have ever been. The two had shared several adventures and survived countless perils that should have laid the two low. All good things must come to an end, however, and the chance encounter with their former comrades among the Sultansworn brought the Ala Mhigan low. Now, R'khan has vowed to experience and live enough for the two of them, never forgetting his brother.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lunai Dotharl'''
| ''"Proof that savagery does not mean brainless. Her sister's keeper."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has learned to understand why his ally enjoyed her company so much. He never truly knows what to expect from the warrior, but he has clear respect for the honorbound combatant. They are very different, but very much the same in their lifestyles.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Solin Dotharl'''
| ''"People argue that air heads don't oft exist outside the comforts of society. Solin stands in defiance of that."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has grown fond for the woman with her passionate, enthusiastic personality that lightens most atmospheres, regardless of any clouds that might hang over it. By no means a strategist, compared to her twin sister, R'khan views Solin as the more vicious combatant and thus, the stronger of the two.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Faye Covington'''
| ''"Unfortunately beautiful. A gem in Ul'dah's streets destined to taste the grime."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | From the handful of run ins R'khan has shared with Faye, he has begun to form the opinion that the woman is out of place in most situations, exceedingly obvious around the filth and vagrants that parade through Ul'dah's steets. Regardless of seeing the woman on the lower levels, he is for certain by dress and decorum that she should be among the higher levels.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lafeyette Moumadelle'''
| ''"Not quite sure what to think, although I trust the woman enough to tend to me when I am most vulnerable."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | A chance encounter when R'khan's conjurer of choice was otherwise indisposed introduced the wandering adventurer to the chirurgeon, leaving him more than impressed by the woman's ability to tend to one's wounds, regardless of her disuse of magic. Once was more than enough to form an opinion that the woman was trustworthy enough to be on retainer.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-01T11:39:42Z

R'khan Tia: /* Personal Timeline */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

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“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strong nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>

:'''Crystal of Light:''' <spoiler>
Shortly after the Battle of Carteneau, R'khan began to experience horrifying nightmares of an untold darkness, plaguing his dreams for months. He believed this - as did his comrades - to be the delayed reaction to the horrors experienced by the Calamity. As the months crawled on, however, R'khan's night terrors became more clear as he began to understand the swirling abyss laying in wait just beyond the veil. This was the start, the spur that pushed Antares and R'khan into action in their adventures throughout Eorzea. While they knew they would never amount to that of the warriors to whom they could not remember their names, but they would do their part until they could not anymore. As if tied to this resolution, the night terrors stopped and henceforth R'khan's dreams have been peaceful and blessed with the soft presence of what he could only describe as a mother's warmth. At some point shortly after the nightmares ceased, R'khan awoke with a crystal beside him, not understanding what it meant and simply taking it for an omen of prosperity, he fashioned the token into a trinket that never leaves his side. Oftentimes the valuable possession is seen hanging from his belt, fastened by aetherial wire for its safe-keeping.</spoiler>
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=Combat=
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There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
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===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
'''HEAVY CONSTRUCTION!'''
:'''1536, Sixth Astral Era:''' R’khan is born to the Raptor Tribe, sired by R’dhex Nuhn and R’azah, in a small settlement along the Abalathian Spine. R’khan was the first son to be born to the newest nuhn.

:'''1537, Sixth Astra Era:''' Fleeing beastmen attacking the Raptor Tribe settlement, R’azah fled with nothing but her child, never stopping for long until she made it to the border of Thanalan, where she was greeted by a Dunesfolk low noble by the name of Elyilor Quyilor. Trading favors for safe passage, R’azah begun her long career as what would develop into being incredibly profitable simply by using her much sought after body.

:'''1551, Sixth Astral Era:''' Due to the efforts of R’azah, R’khan is offered a chance to make his way among the Sultansworn. It is during this first day among the other aspirants that he meets one of the most important people in his life: Antares Armstrong. The two are fast friends, often told that they must have been friends or brothers from a different life.

:'''1552, Sixth Astral Era:''' Early into the year and during their training to become Sultansworn, Antares introduces R’khan to the techniques of his heritage, teaching him the first steps to become a Fist of Rhalgr. These early training sessions outside the gates of Ul’dah would come to shape the man he would later become.

:'''1554, Sixth Astral Era:''' After extensive training with the other Sultansworn, successful detail alongside several minor nobles, and running detail alongside several banquets hosted by the Line of Ul, R’khan and Antares are both promoted to the rank of Sultansworn Elite and bestowed the trademarked Gallant Armor.

:'''1555, Sixth Astral Era:''' In the wake of their promotion, R’khan and Antares take to training new recruits to their order, instilling the same beliefs and tenets that were set upon them during their own trials and initiation. Rather than simply regurgitating that which they know, the two set to training each to their own individual strengths.

:'''1556, Sixth Astral Era:''' In the midst of practicing their art at one of the several Sultansworn training grounds, R’khan opens the Fist Chakra, feeling a swelling of strength within his body that he had never experienced before. Emboldened by the experience, R’khan began to showcase an even further appetite for Antares’ training and the religion it belonged to.

:'''1559, Sixth Astral Era:''' After years of turning a blind eye to the corruption within the Sultansworn, R’khan and Antares depart from the order on unpleasant terms, leaving several of their now-corrupt students and comrades sour over the two. Rather than simply sign their names to the Adventurers’ Guild, the two enlisted into the ranks of the Brass Blades.

:'''1560, Sixth Astral Era:''' Near the Statue of Thal in Southern Thanalan, R’khan and Antares’ training is put through the ringer once again, ending with the awakening of his Second Chakra. Having gone through careful means to prepare himself physically and spiritually for the sensation, R’khan’s mastery of the growing font of power comes with ease, regardless of his typically volatile aether.

:'''1562, Sixth Astral Era:''' Stricken by visions of falling stars, R’khan begins to experience overwhelming headaches. In the wake of his visions and restless dreaming, he begins to find that each day was becoming easier than the one before it, as if the world around him was beginning to make more sense. This displayed itself with an easier time conversing with others and generally being more understanding than he previously was to start.

:'''1570, Sixth Astral Era:''' After the hurricane of events surrounding the Bull of Ala Mhigo’s unparalleled winning streak within the coliseum, R’khan and Antares joined the Immortal Flames that were founded under his name after rising to a seat within the Syndicate. Serving willingly and proudly, the two enjoyed their place among like-minded heavy-hitters rather than the stale company they had grown accustom to within the Brass Blades.

:'''1572, Sixth Astral Era:''' The Calamity occurs: R’khan alongside his companions Antares Armstrong and R’ohja Tahl battle for their lives against the advancing Garlean Army. Stuck in the thick of it, R’khan and Antares fight side by side, covered by the precise shots of R’ohja’s bow. It is only due to working together that the three are capable of surviving the horrifying battle and the fall of Dalamud. In the wake of Bahamut’s awakening, the three take shelter beneath a boulder, cowering until the dust had settled.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font> '''Antares Armstrong'''
| ''"The closest I have ever had to a brother. I will walk and live for the both of us."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" |Throughout the years shared with Antares, R'khan has grown and changed beyond that which he might have ever been. The two had shared several adventures and survived countless perils that should have laid the two low. All good things must come to an end, however, and the chance encounter with their former comrades among the Sultansworn brought the Ala Mhigan low. Now, R'khan has vowed to experience and live enough for the two of them, never forgetting his brother.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lunai Dotharl'''
| ''"Proof that savagery does not mean brainless. Her sister's keeper."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has learned to understand why his ally enjoyed her company so much. He never truly knows what to expect from the warrior, but he has clear respect for the honorbound combatant. They are very different, but very much the same in their lifestyles.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Solin Dotharl'''
| ''"People argue that air heads don't oft exist outside the comforts of society. Solin stands in defiance of that."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has grown fond for the woman with her passionate, enthusiastic personality that lightens most atmospheres, regardless of any clouds that might hang over it. By no means a strategist, compared to her twin sister, R'khan views Solin as the more vicious combatant and thus, the stronger of the two.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Faye Covington'''
| ''"Unfortunately beautiful. A gem in Ul'dah's streets destined to taste the grime."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | From the handful of run ins R'khan has shared with Faye, he has begun to form the opinion that the woman is out of place in most situations, exceedingly obvious around the filth and vagrants that parade through Ul'dah's steets. Regardless of seeing the woman on the lower levels, he is for certain by dress and decorum that she should be among the higher levels.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lafeyette Moumadelle'''
| ''"Not quite sure what to think, although I trust the woman enough to tend to me when I am most vulnerable."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | A chance encounter when R'khan's conjurer of choice was otherwise indisposed introduced the wandering adventurer to the chirurgeon, leaving him more than impressed by the woman's ability to tend to one's wounds, regardless of her disuse of magic. Once was more than enough to form an opinion that the woman was trustworthy enough to be on retainer.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-01T10:39:44Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

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“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strong nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>

:'''Crystal of Light:''' <spoiler>
Shortly after the Battle of Carteneau, R'khan began to experience horrifying nightmares of an untold darkness, plaguing his dreams for months. He believed this - as did his comrades - to be the delayed reaction to the horrors experienced by the Calamity. As the months crawled on, however, R'khan's night terrors became more clear as he began to understand the swirling abyss laying in wait just beyond the veil. This was the start, the spur that pushed Antares and R'khan into action in their adventures throughout Eorzea. While they knew they would never amount to that of the warriors to whom they could not remember their names, but they would do their part until they could not anymore. As if tied to this resolution, the night terrors stopped and henceforth R'khan's dreams have been peaceful and blessed with the soft presence of what he could only describe as a mother's warmth. At some point shortly after the nightmares ceased, R'khan awoke with a crystal beside him, not understanding what it meant and simply taking it for an omen of prosperity, he fashioned the token into a trinket that never leaves his side. Oftentimes the valuable possession is seen hanging from his belt, fastened by aetherial wire for its safe-keeping.</spoiler>
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=Combat=
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There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
__NOTOC__

===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
Coming Soon.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font> '''Antares Armstrong'''
| ''"The closest I have ever had to a brother. I will walk and live for the both of us."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" |Throughout the years shared with Antares, R'khan has grown and changed beyond that which he might have ever been. The two had shared several adventures and survived countless perils that should have laid the two low. All good things must come to an end, however, and the chance encounter with their former comrades among the Sultansworn brought the Ala Mhigan low. Now, R'khan has vowed to experience and live enough for the two of them, never forgetting his brother.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lunai Dotharl'''
| ''"Proof that savagery does not mean brainless. Her sister's keeper."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has learned to understand why his ally enjoyed her company so much. He never truly knows what to expect from the warrior, but he has clear respect for the honorbound combatant. They are very different, but very much the same in their lifestyles.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Solin Dotharl'''
| ''"People argue that air heads don't oft exist outside the comforts of society. Solin stands in defiance of that."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has grown fond for the woman with her passionate, enthusiastic personality that lightens most atmospheres, regardless of any clouds that might hang over it. By no means a strategist, compared to her twin sister, R'khan views Solin as the more vicious combatant and thus, the stronger of the two.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Faye Covington'''
| ''"Unfortunately beautiful. A gem in Ul'dah's streets destined to taste the grime."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | From the handful of run ins R'khan has shared with Faye, he has begun to form the opinion that the woman is out of place in most situations, exceedingly obvious around the filth and vagrants that parade through Ul'dah's steets. Regardless of seeing the woman on the lower levels, he is for certain by dress and decorum that she should be among the higher levels.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lafeyette Moumadelle'''
| ''"Not quite sure what to think, although I trust the woman enough to tend to me when I am most vulnerable."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | A chance encounter when R'khan's conjurer of choice was otherwise indisposed introduced the wandering adventurer to the chirurgeon, leaving him more than impressed by the woman's ability to tend to one's wounds, regardless of her disuse of magic. Once was more than enough to form an opinion that the woman was trustworthy enough to be on retainer.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-01T10:38:47Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

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“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strong nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire & Accessories===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>

:'''Crystal of Light:''' <spoiler>
Shortly after the Battle of Carteneau, R'khan began to experience horrifying nightmares of an untold darkness, plaguing his dreams for months. He believed this - as did his comrades - to be the delayed reaction to the horrors experienced by the Calamity. As the months crawled on, however, R'khan's night terrors became more clear as he began to understand the swirling abyss laying in wait just beyond the veil. This was the start, the spur that pushed Antares and R'khan into action in their adventures throughout Eorzea. While they knew they would never amount to that of the warriors to whom they could not remember their names, but they would do their part until they could not anymore. As if tied to this resolution, the night terrors stopped and henceforth R'khan's dreams have been peaceful and blessed with the soft presence of what he could only describe as a mother's warmth. At some point shortly after the nightmares ceased, R'khan awoke with a crystal beside him, not understanding what it meant and simply taking it for an omen of prosperity, he fashioned the token into a trinket that never leaves his side. Oftentimes the valuable possession is seen hanging from his belt, fastened by aetherial wire for its safe-keeping.
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=Combat=
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There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
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===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
Coming Soon.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font> '''Antares Armstrong'''
| ''"The closest I have ever had to a brother. I will walk and live for the both of us."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" |Throughout the years shared with Antares, R'khan has grown and changed beyond that which he might have ever been. The two had shared several adventures and survived countless perils that should have laid the two low. All good things must come to an end, however, and the chance encounter with their former comrades among the Sultansworn brought the Ala Mhigan low. Now, R'khan has vowed to experience and live enough for the two of them, never forgetting his brother.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lunai Dotharl'''
| ''"Proof that savagery does not mean brainless. Her sister's keeper."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has learned to understand why his ally enjoyed her company so much. He never truly knows what to expect from the warrior, but he has clear respect for the honorbound combatant. They are very different, but very much the same in their lifestyles.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Solin Dotharl'''
| ''"People argue that air heads don't oft exist outside the comforts of society. Solin stands in defiance of that."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has grown fond for the woman with her passionate, enthusiastic personality that lightens most atmospheres, regardless of any clouds that might hang over it. By no means a strategist, compared to her twin sister, R'khan views Solin as the more vicious combatant and thus, the stronger of the two.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Faye Covington'''
| ''"Unfortunately beautiful. A gem in Ul'dah's streets destined to taste the grime."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | From the handful of run ins R'khan has shared with Faye, he has begun to form the opinion that the woman is out of place in most situations, exceedingly obvious around the filth and vagrants that parade through Ul'dah's steets. Regardless of seeing the woman on the lower levels, he is for certain by dress and decorum that she should be among the higher levels.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lafeyette Moumadelle'''
| ''"Not quite sure what to think, although I trust the woman enough to tend to me when I am most vulnerable."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | A chance encounter when R'khan's conjurer of choice was otherwise indisposed introduced the wandering adventurer to the chirurgeon, leaving him more than impressed by the woman's ability to tend to one's wounds, regardless of her disuse of magic. Once was more than enough to form an opinion that the woman was trustworthy enough to be on retainer.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-01T10:28:43Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

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“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strong nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>
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=Combat=
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There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
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===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
Coming Soon.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font><font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font> '''Antares Armstrong'''
| ''"The closest I have ever had to a brother. I will walk and live for the both of us."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" |Throughout the years shared with Antares, R'khan has grown and changed beyond that which he might have ever been. The two had shared several adventures and survived countless perils that should have laid the two low. All good things must come to an end, however, and the chance encounter with their former comrades among the Sultansworn brought the Ala Mhigan low. Now, R'khan has vowed to experience and live enough for the two of them, never forgetting his brother.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lunai Dotharl'''
| ''"Proof that savagery does not mean brainless. Her sister's keeper."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has learned to understand why his ally enjoyed her company so much. He never truly knows what to expect from the warrior, but he has clear respect for the honorbound combatant. They are very different, but very much the same in their lifestyles.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Solin Dotharl'''
| ''"People argue that air heads don't oft exist outside the comforts of society. Solin stands in defiance of that."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has grown fond for the woman with her passionate, enthusiastic personality that lightens most atmospheres, regardless of any clouds that might hang over it. By no means a strategist, compared to her twin sister, R'khan views Solin as the more vicious combatant and thus, the stronger of the two.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Faye Covington'''
| ''"Unfortunately beautiful. A gem in Ul'dah's streets destined to taste the grime."''
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| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | From the handful of run ins R'khan has shared with Faye, he has begun to form the opinion that the woman is out of place in most situations, exceedingly obvious around the filth and vagrants that parade through Ul'dah's steets. Regardless of seeing the woman on the lower levels, he is for certain by dress and decorum that she should be among the higher levels.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lafeyette Moumadelle'''
| ''"Not quite sure what to think, although I trust the woman enough to tend to me when I am most vulnerable."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | A chance encounter when R'khan's conjurer of choice was otherwise indisposed introduced the wandering adventurer to the chirurgeon, leaving him more than impressed by the woman's ability to tend to one's wounds, regardless of her disuse of magic. Once was more than enough to form an opinion that the woman was trustworthy enough to be on retainer.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

<headertabs/>

[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-01T10:25:00Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

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“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strong nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>
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=Combat=
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There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
__NOTOC__

===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
Coming Soon.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Attraction    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lunai Dotharl'''
| ''"Proof that savagery does not mean brainless. Her sister's keeper."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has learned to understand why his ally enjoyed her company so much. He never truly knows what to expect from the warrior, but he has clear respect for the honorbound combatant. They are very different, but very much the same in their lifestyles.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Solin Dotharl'''
| ''"People argue that air heads don't oft exist outside the comforts of society. Solin stands in defiance of that."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While she had been much more of a friend to Antares, R'khan has grown fond for the woman with her passionate, enthusiastic personality that lightens most atmospheres, regardless of any clouds that might hang over it. By no means a strategist, compared to her twin sister, R'khan views Solin as the more vicious combatant and thus, the stronger of the two.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Faye Covington'''
| ''"Unfortunately beautiful. A gem in Ul'dah's streets destined to taste the grime."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | From the handful of run ins R'khan has shared with Faye, he has begun to form the opinion that the woman is out of place in most situations, exceedingly obvious around the filth and vagrants that parade through Ul'dah's steets. Regardless of seeing the woman on the lower levels, he is for certain by dress and decorum that she should be among the higher levels.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''Lafeyette Moumadelle'''
| ''"Not quite sure what to think, although I trust the woman enough to tend to me when I am most vulnerable."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | A chance encounter when R'khan's conjurer of choice was otherwise indisposed introduced the wandering adventurer to the chirurgeon, leaving him more than impressed by the woman's ability to tend to one's wounds, regardless of her disuse of magic. Once was more than enough to form an opinion that the woman was trustworthy enough to be on retainer.
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

<headertabs/>

[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-01T10:13:45Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

<div style="min-height: 650px;"><section begin=featured-blurb />
“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strong nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>
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=Combat=
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There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
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===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
Coming Soon.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual tension    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar]'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
|}
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-01T10:13:21Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

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“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strong nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>
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=Combat=
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There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
__NOTOC__

===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
Coming Soon.

=Relationships=

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual tension    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
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| width="25%" | <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font '''Miir Raj'ar]'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
|}
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=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

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[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-12-01T02:59:33Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

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“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strong nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
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===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Caliburn, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>
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=Combat=
<div style="min-height: 400px;">
There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
</div>

=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
__NOTOC__

===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
Coming Soon.

=Relationships=

<div style="font: 16px Times New Roman, serif;">

: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual tension    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
|}
{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
|}
{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
|}
{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
|}
{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar]'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
|}
</div>

=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

<headertabs/>

[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-11-30T09:25:46Z

R'khan Tia: /* Combat */

=General=

[[File:R'khan_sketch.png||right|450x630px|]]

<div style="min-height: 650px;"><section begin=featured-blurb />
“My little knight, you’ll go on to do something great. Your father was the strong nuhn our tribe has known for a long time, this is a certain fact. I’ll do everything I can to make sure Ul’dah is your playground and the world fits in the palm of your hand. By the Twelve, Khan, you will do great things and I’ll always be proud of you.”

-R’azah to R’khan shortly after arriving in Ul’dah, 1538, Sixth Astral Era

''R'khan Tia is a mature character. The themes within his story are intended for a mature audience capable of handling extreme violence, questionable and realistic tropes, and graphic situations.''<section end=featured-blurb />

===General Appearance===

Cut from a completely different cloth than the majority of his kin, R’khan of the Raptor Tribe stands epitomized by his trained physique that stems from a lifetime in the pursuit of excellence. Whatever he has done throughout his life, he has done with the full intention of trying to be the best at, regardless of any handicaps he might have in comparison to other races. Where others may have come from a place where they had little to lose should they not be the best, stemming from a culture where excellence determines one’s place in the world, R’khan has always had everything to lose.

Standing five fulms, eleven ilms, R’khan easily towers over many of his kinsmen, using his height to get a better look for what lies on the horizon for him. In comparison to his height, R’khan breaks the stereotypical build for the Miqo’te and bears a more muscled, trained physique due to wearing different assortments of armor and wielding an arsenal of weaponry throughout his life that brings his weight to a whopping two hundred twenty-three ponz. If ever were someone to look the part of belonging to the Nuhn cast in tribal society, R’khan had it all on complete lockdown.

At the top of his crown, thick locks of brown and grey stem and stand looking as if they had been kept at their current length by way of blade for far too long. Some of the strands are cut unevenly, as if the only solution that had come to mind to tending to any undisciplined that dared fall in the way of his vision. The grey peppered within matches with the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, showcasing stress rather than advanced age with the lack of laughlines. Golden, clearly feline eyes rest beneath a thick, broad brow that peer out with an inquisitive flair to them, as if missing nothing in their sight. Cutting right through his right eye is a long, jagged scar that has left some of the golden coloring of the iris whitened in its path, trailing down to his sharp cheekbone before tapering off. In some capacity or another, beneath his eyes, are varying colors of dark-half circles depending upon the day. Upon his broad brow are bushy eyebrows that add to the masculine shape and appearance of his face, defined with clear points by pure genetics rather than tweezing them regularly as there are several strands out of place within them.

Filling out the jawline of his triangle-shaped face is a thick, wooly beard which stands in direct opposite of his untamed eyebrows. Tended to and cared for, his beard stops just under the curve of his chin connecting to his neck and trails up into his hairline. The thickness varies from time to time, but never goes so short as to merely look like stubble. As the rest of him, R’khan’s lips are constantly animated in expression, leaving it completely clear to onlookers what he thinks of any given situation, at least insofar as he wants those around him to know.

The Miqo’te are known for their powerful legs, but never truly recognized for the strength the rest of their bodies can possess, as R’khan boasts a powerful set of broad shoulders and muscled, firm arms that make for holding his ground against even foes far larger than him possible. Defined in his stature, R’khan’s body is firm and taut with large pecs that stand above a tighter, tapering physique beneath that lacks the hardened, superficial flair of abs that so many uselessly boast. Instead, R’khan’s stomach carries with it a small amount of fat, needing strength and stamina in his day-to-day life rather than trying to look like the next model for some Ul’dahn noble’s fashion. Carved across his body in all manner and way are several scars that grotesquely marr his physique from piercings from arrowheads, knives, and what appears to be jagged teeth alongside other assortments of old wounds. Along the length of his stomach and along his back are two sets of curved, jagged points that resemble mighty jaws having once bit down on him.

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=Behavior=

While there are so many willing to talk about how great they are in Eorzea, there are too few willing to go the distance and prove that they are the real deal. Upon first glances, R’khan is easy to mistake for being bloated with arrogance, hot headed, lustful, and outright boisterous. However, the truth couldn’t be further from that when in quieter interactions and on the road. Living by his own moral code and following a near-strict idea that whether or not his decisions are the right ones, they are his own and they’re right for him. This near-neutrality has guided R’khan down a path that has made several enemies and allies and has paid for his decisions in turn. Quietly, R’khan can showcase a grumpy nature that carries with it a sarcastic wit and determined grit that has only come from a lifestyle of burdened choices and loss.

[[File:R'khan Ul'dah.png|right|frame|450x450px]]
Being raised in the bustling city of Ul’dah, R’khan completely understands how the world works from a realistic standpoint, with the weak and poor being trampled on upon the strong. Idealism, however pervades his mentality, allowing him to forget the gritty truths that lay beneath the rug, such as his wishful thinking on the changes that need to take place in places such as his own city-state and Ishgard. Due to this, R’khan has a rather loud disdain for the Temple Knights of the Holy See and that of the Sultansworn.

A professional by all ways to sing the word, R’khan is night and day by the time he claims a job for his own and when he is kicking back in a tavern. When working a particular job, he devotes everything to his work, capable of forgetting weeks at a time when all's said and done just for the sake of completing the task assigned to him for the pride of a job well done and bulging pockets of gil. However, when it comes time to kick off the boots and relax, R’khan proves to be a rather boorish and crude drinking partner, able to sing with the saltiest of sailors and bring an unconventional smile to even the sternest of Ishgardian knights. The man is of pure courage and confidence, undaunted in the face of tomorrow’s threats and trials.

=Possessions=
<div style="min-height: 400px;">
===Weaponry===
:'''Garm:''' <spoiler>
Coming from the House of Splendors at the commission of Kukupora Gugubora, the Anima Weapon continues to grow in its use the longer it remains a traveling companion of R’khan’s. The tempering of the axe took by far the longest during its smithing, utilizing the chaotic powers of magical fire to burn away any weakness left within the enchanted weapon. Four black crystals adorn the flat of the blade on either side, eliciting a dull glow when in the presence of Voidsent creatures as a warning for danger. While the blade offers no magical means of empowering its wielder, it is the blade's own desires to continue to grow in strength that manifest its power, spurring on its wielder with whispers of victory as it hungrily devours the blood of its slain, forever staining the colorless complexion.</spoiler>

[[File:R'khan Ifrit.jpeg||right|450x630px|]]

:'''Moralltach:''' <spoiler>
While traversing the thick brambles of The Shroud, Kukupora and R’khan were come upon by an iron giant brandishing the name Diarmuid. Wielding a gigantic, horrifying claymore during the ensuing battle, it was only by the combined efforts of R’khan's combat prowess and Kukupora's magical efficiency that they came out with their lives. Taking the claymore as a trophy of victory from the fallen suit of armor, Kukupora deciphered the glyphs upon the flat of the blade near the guard which explained its name: Moralltach. As the sword was horrendously over-sized for even the larger-than-average Miqo’te, the trophy was soon delivered to Sterrahrm, a Sea Wolf weaponsmith, to not only resize, but if possible maintain the inherent strength of the blade which cut through solid stone like butter. While losing some of its bite in the process of resizing, Moralltach remained an ample current for magical energies, allowing R’khan to bleed his own aether along the blade for the sake of fighting unearthly creatures that haunt Eorzea.</spoiler>

:'''Caliburn:''' <spoiler>
Scavenging through the ruins of Eorzea is a typical fancy of the adventuring duo, often leading to fruitless ventures that are worth more danger than their payout. Upon one of these ventures, slinking through the ruins of Amdapor gave way to a podium in which a sword was impaled. Regardless of Kukupora's warnings, R’khan took his words as a challenge and yanked and pulled until the black-bladed sword gave way, flying free from its prison. As R’khan would soon learn, he should have listened to Kukupora, as he found upon observing the blade that he was unable to force it from his grip without drawing blood. Fortunately, in prolonged battle, the more the blade bites into a combatant, the more emboldened its wielder becomes, pressing on even beyond their normal capabilities if the sword has slaked enough of its thirst. The name of the blade, as Kukupora had come to understand it, was Ragnelle, inscribed upon the edifice of its resting place.</spoiler>

:'''Evalach:''' <spoiler>
Seeking a partner to the black-blade Ragnelle, R’khan questioned the weaponsmith Sterrahrm of what it would take to make something worthwhile to stand beside the cursed sword. The answers that he received were not things easy to come by, but regardless of the Sea Wolf smith's skepticism, R’khan was unswayed in his ambition, setting out into Dravania by himself, scouring the dragon-infested land for nearly two weeks without a word sent back to his allies. It turned out that the Seeker of the Sun managed to fell a dragon, at the cost of much of his armor and the addition of disturbing claw-scars along his scaled back. Dragging the corpse to a safe location, R’khan sent word to the weaponsmith and offered up the entirety of the corpse to the Roegadyn as trade if only he would use what was necessary to make him a shield that could stand up to the flames of a dragon or the spells of a Voidsent. Thus, with charred scales and dragon's fire, the black-plated bastion came into existence. However, the scale of the mighty wyrm has undergone several changes throughout R'khan's travels, drawing upon the energies of the Voidsent slain and the energies poured into it like an unquenchable hunger.</spoiler>

===Attire===
:'''Gallant Armor:''' <spoiler>
In the typical fashion of the Sultansworn of Ul'dah, R'khan owns a specifically tailored suit of armor fitted to his build and form prior to the Calamity. Where once this armor was worn to be a shining example of his servitude to Ul'dah, it now remains nothing more than a dust-heap in a crate or upon a mannequin. The armor lacks any distinguishable marks, as if throughout his service to the Sultanate there was hardly any altercation to speak of. Upon the breast is the badge of some minor noble, as if to dignify his charge in servitude to that particular individual. It goes without saying that the armor in question would need an untold amount of work for R'khan to even think about wearing it again as the years have changed the physique of the fighter.</spoiler>

:'''Antares' Temple Attire:''' <spoiler>
With thin strands of fabric, the religious habit brought from Ala Mhigo to Thanalan by Antares Armstrong has since been bequeathed to R'khan. Lacking its typical bright yellow color, the garb has been refitted with careful practice throughout the years to better fit the broad Miqo'te's frame. The years have not been kind to the clothing, however, showcasing its well-use throughout the ages as it had served as R'khan's training uniform during the myriad of sessions shared with Antares. Worn only during physical training or bouts showcasing his prowess utilizing the Fist of Rhalgr, R'khan treasures the clothing as one of the few things left to remember the closest person to a brother he ever had. </spoiler>

:'''Iskander Steelfist's Tantra:''' <spoiler>
With the passing of both Iskander and Antares and the subsequent disappearance of Pyrrha Iskander, R'khan was left with all of his "brother's" belongings, including the treasure that Antares had only begun to wear within the last five years. The Tantra garb bequeathed to Antares from his father had to be carefully treated by several weavers in the refugee camp of Little Ala Mhigo, it had taken nearly a year to prepare the clothing for R'khan to don. Only after awakening his fifth chakra did R'khan risk wearing the attire with his already volatile aether. While unable to fight wearing the garments for long, each time he pushes himself a little further, beginning to understand more and more the strength and control that Antares and his father were capable of practicing.</spoiler>

:'''Profane Armour:''' <spoiler>
The Brume has been the host of many creations and horrifying realizations throughout the history of Ishgard, including the favored guard of the Miqo'te. After the Temple Knights had stolen everything from the elezen blacksmith Arroix Gluimugier, he poured everything into the creation of a suit of armor to reward one capable of seeing the revenge he sought to fruition. Upon his travels in Ishgard alongside the earliest arrivals of the Immortal Flames, R'khan's heart bled for the man and vowed to see his vengeance to an end. Cornering the Temple Knights responsible for the atrocity in an alleyway after a night of drinking, R'khan personally cut them low with his longsword in hand. Wrapping their heads in cloth, he took the gruesome trophies as proof to the blacksmith whom had already ended his life prior to R'khan's arrival. Left in the aftermath of such, R'khan laid the blacksmith to rest by burning his forge. Taking his reward with him, the Profane Armour has guided him well throughout his adventures, resonating closely with his recently-awakened Darkside. It has been said by those watching the man swelling with necrotic power, that the armor makes the man look more like a beast in its clutches than that of a knight.</spoiler>
</div>

=Combat=
<div style="min-height: 400px;">
There are often those who rely purely upon advantages of skill or sheer force to get them through their battles, but R'khan falls directly in the middle. Gifted with above average strength - for a Miqo'te - and a student of war throughout his entire life, R'khan an array of savagery and careful strategy that nearly never go hand-in-hand. Whether it is combat with that of a greatsword, battleaxe, longsword, or fist R'khan employs many of the same techniques regardless of the weapon in hand.

:*Darkness: Walking the lucrative path of the Dark Knights of Ishgard, R'khan has tapped into the well of his pain and discomfort, utilizing it as power that manifests in a heinous, entropic flame that feeds off of his own aether like an oil fire. After surviving the Battle of Carteneau, losing the majority of those most precious to him, and enduring the corruption of the Sultansworn, R'khan has taken to the use of the Darkness with ease.

:*Chakra: Years of training alongside Antares Armstrong have strengthened R'khan's body unlike anything he would have originally thought possible. The painful and dangerous training to have unlocked his chakras was walked alongisde his friend and mentor, journeying to several places steeped in aetherial essence in their many travels together. Having unlocked five of his chakras, R'khan considers his training to be near its end, viewing the sixth and seventh chakras as near unobtainable for someone who has not committed every fiber of their being to the craft.

While criticized as unorthodox and ridiculous, R'khan favors the use of his mighty greatsword Moralltach. The hulking sword looks almost completely out of place upon the smaller - by comparison - figure of the Miqo'te, leaving one to wonder how his mastery of the weapon had grown in such amazing strides throughout the recent years. Several times during its use, R'khan's incredible strength has shattered the haft, leaving him to improvise countless other means to handle the superior weight and strength of the sword with that of his own arm and weight upon the flat rather than that of the comparatively feeble hilt. Due to the explosive nature of his aether, R'khan's arms and armor have been steeped in his own lifeblood, tainting his sword most of all with the untold energy. Thus, the blade has proven effective against Voidsent and even that of Tempered and Primal beings.
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=Rumors=

''Some of the rumors herein are grossly over-exaggerated and could be outright false. Feel free to add your own in the PC Rumors.''

===Common Rumors (Easily overheard)===
:*"Don't let the ears and tail fool you, that one right there is a Primal Slayer."

:*"I have seen him outside the gates of Ul'dah, training with large boulders. There used to be a Highlander with him. Wonder what happened?"

===Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)===
:*"Did you know it was possible to negotiate with beastmen? I sure didn't. That one once talked down a small raid from rampaging my caravan."

===Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)===
:*"Shame. I've heard there are those within the Sultansworn that have it out for him. Something about turning away from their order."

:*"It's hogwash, but I've overheard some folk say that one has a crystal."

===PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)===

=Preferences=
===Likes===
[[File:R'khan animoo.png|right|frame|250x250px]]
:*Growing stronger
:*Hearty meals
:*Conversing with those of similar trade
:*Neutrality
:*Traveling
:*Intelligence
:*Bouts of strength
:*Women

===Dislikes===

:*Injustice
:*Corruption
:*Miqo'te
:*Talking about Carteneau
:*Peacocking
:*Unsympathetic ideology

=History=
__NOTOC__

===Coming Soon===

===Personal Timeline===
Coming Soon.

=Relationships=

<div style="font: 16px Times New Roman, serif;">

: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest    <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love     <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing     <font style="color:#8f8377;" size="3">●</font> Neutral     <font style="color:#00000;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
: <center><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> Sexual tension    <font style="color:#000000" size="3"> ☠ </font>Deceased</center>
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{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''R'ohja Tahl'''
| ''"Wherever she goes, there's always a mark to be left. I'm honored that she chose me."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | While they are little less than a decade apart in age, R'khan's meeting R'ohja was no chance. From the beginning the two of them were inseparable and easily got along with one another, however, it was ultimately the adventures shared with Antares that drifted them apart. In search of proving her own worth, R'ohja set out on her own and has wandered Eorzea ever since the wake of the Calamity with very little contact with her husband.
|}
{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Kukupora Gugubora'''
| ''"There are many people in Ul'dah that I would never wish to cross. Kukupora is one of them."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Making friends in Ul'dah is one way to get far and another way to end up dead, should you cross them. Kukupora exemplifies this. The dangerous Dunesfolk Lalafel has a thirst for knowledge that eclipses that of some of the greatest Sharlayans, as he delves deep into unknown tomes and forbidden knowledge undeterred. One thing, however, is for certain: R'khan relies on Kukupora when he has absolutely no other choice.
|}
{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Shiloh Artorian'''
| ''"Unfortunately, this songbird has her wings smashed again and again. The fates are cruel."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Meeting the woman in the Golden Saucer, R'khan has become close with the woman over the years, receiving a front row seat to the misfortunes the woman has been privy to. While never truly doing much to help her avoid it, R'khan has lent his hand time and time again to help her from the ground.
|}
{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">♥</font> '''V'ara Kiran [Zenzi nan Vela]'''
| ''"Always surprised to find diamonds in the cesspool of Ul'dah."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Even though R'khan and V'ara had a shaky first meeting, R'khan has felt a magnetism toward the woman. Perhaps in part due to the woman's unfortunate history, feeling parallels to his own in that regard. One thing is for certain, R'khan has added another name to the few list of Miqo'te he doesn't dislike.
|}
{| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" style="width: 100%"
|-
| width="25%" | <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''Miir Raj'ar]'''
| ''"Never sure what to think of this one. Always thrown for a loop when she acts."''
|-
| colspan="2" style="text-indent: 1em;" | Perhaps one of the only souls among his kin that live life along similar lines as he, that he has met thus far, R'khan almost feels a competitive edge toward the woman in the same regard that he would have felt toward a man of his tribe. For all intents and purposes, this does nothing but ensure that R'khan views Miir in a respectable, acceptable light.
|}
</div>

=OOC=

===Roleplay Information===
R'khan and I are completely different entities. I do my best to never blur the lines of RP and try to keep the people I RP and interact with held to that same standard.
===Special Thanks===

This Template was created by [[Bancroft Gairn]].

<headertabs/>

[[category:Player Character]] [[category :Immortal Flames]] [[category :Seeker of the Sun]] [[category :Miqo'te]]

R'khan Tia

2016-11-30T09:08:38Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-30T09:08:05Z

R'khan Tia: /* Dislikes */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-30T09:06:48Z

R'khan Tia: /* Rumors */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-30T09:00:43Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-30T08:24:54Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-30T08:24:38Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-25T10:43:03Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-25T10:41:24Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-25T10:38:40Z

R'khan Tia: /* Possessions */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-13T07:41:35Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-13T07:39:46Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-13T01:03:01Z

R'khan Tia: /* Rumors */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-10T02:33:01Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-10T02:31:18Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

R'khan Tia

2016-11-10T02:30:47Z

R'khan Tia: /* Relationships */

R'khan Tia

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R'khan Tia: /* Personal Timeline */

R'khan Tia

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R'khan Tia: /* Behavior */

R'khan Tia

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R'khan Tia: /* Preferences */