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		<title>Mikh'a Korofi</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: &lt;/p&gt;
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| citizenship = Ul'dah&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Mikh'a Korofi&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;TITLE&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
| image = mikhakorofi.png&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = “QUOTE”&lt;br /&gt;
| main_job = [[White Mage]]&lt;br /&gt;
| crafting = [[Alchemy]]&lt;br /&gt;
| server = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| role = Healer&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| age = 18&lt;br /&gt;
| height = 4 fulm 11 ilm.&lt;br /&gt;
| weight = 100 ponze.&lt;br /&gt;
| eyes = Pink&lt;br /&gt;
| hair = Ginger&lt;br /&gt;
| complexion = Pale&lt;br /&gt;
| build = Thin, Frail&lt;br /&gt;
| features = Seeker eyes, Keeper fangs&lt;br /&gt;
| race = [[Miqo'te]]&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Keeper/Seeker Hybrid&lt;br /&gt;
| fc = [[The Dauntless]]&lt;br /&gt;
| guardian = [[Thaliak, the Scholar]]&lt;br /&gt;
| sexuality = A-AWKWARD!&lt;br /&gt;
| occupation = Apprentice&lt;br /&gt;
| education = No formal education&lt;br /&gt;
| marital = No&lt;br /&gt;
| alignment = Lawful Good&lt;br /&gt;
| rep = [[Immortal Flames]]&lt;br /&gt;
| items = Immortal Flames Arcania book, Red Wings linkpearl&lt;br /&gt;
| strength = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| pdef = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| dex = 2&lt;br /&gt;
| mdef = 3&lt;br /&gt;
| prowess = 1&lt;br /&gt;
| luck = 2&lt;br /&gt;
| magic = 10&lt;br /&gt;
| intelligence = 5&lt;br /&gt;
|}}&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: cambria; font-size: 12pt; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2pt; background:#98babf;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Character&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black; margin: 0 0 0 0; padding: 0 0 0 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Mikh'a is well below average height for a male Miqo'te. Be it a product of early birth or otherwise he stands just under five feet all ( we have to use our imaginations in game, it makes me sad ) and has a distinct lack of any real body muscle. His frame is narrow and thin, not particularly built for any kind of heavy lifting or foot work and what little muscle he has is lean. He's not an impressive sight by any means, maybe a little bit more tan than your average Keeper of the Moon, though this can be blamed on his half Seeker heritage. He lacks any kind of freckles or scarring ( yet ), though he leans a little more toward the androgynous side visually. He could easily pass for either a girl, or a boy if he tried, much to his dismay and the delight of his sisters. He's calico in coloration, his ginger hair and the fur of his ears and tail peppered with obvious black, and hints of white.&lt;br /&gt;
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Because Mikh'a's father was a Seeker of the Sun he has subtle differences in his visual anatomy here and there. His eyes are pink ( described by Sieg as 'rose quartz' ) and though he is clearly a Keeper of the Moon there are distinct features to them that give hint to his Seeker heritage, like the sharper than normal pupil. He still has the trademark Keeper fangs, though as previously noted his skin coloration is slightly more tan than a Keeper's might be, although he's still far, far more pale than any natural Seeker.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Behaviour&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Combat&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Traits&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0.2px; word-spacing: 2px; line-height: 150%;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;width: 100%;&amp;quot; cellspacing=&amp;quot;2px solid #d5dada&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*Healing ( Conjury and Arcane )&lt;br /&gt;
*Engineering&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
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*Poor Eyesight&lt;br /&gt;
*Way too much Aether&lt;br /&gt;
*Can't Swim&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
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*Rolanberry Cookies&lt;br /&gt;
*His ears being pet&lt;br /&gt;
*Shelves and other high places&lt;br /&gt;
*Allagan Technology&lt;br /&gt;
*Magitek&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 10pt; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1.5pt; background:#98babf;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*Lavender&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
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*Female Miqo'te (Well, females in general )&lt;br /&gt;
*Social Interaction&lt;br /&gt;
*Sex&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
*THING&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PC Standings and Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''Remember that some of these may or may not be true. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;That boy's about as shy as they come! Can't even get a whole sentence out without stuttering, if he gets one at all!&amp;quot; - Laughing Quicksand patron&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I hear he spends time stitchen' up and docteren' the refugees. Kid's a bit stupid, you know. They ain't so fond of the Flames as it is.&amp;quot; - Ul'dahn Citizen&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Kid ain't fit for service if ya ask me, don't know what he did t'pull the wool over Mynhier's eyes.&amp;quot; - Flame Soldier in Ul'dah&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Got a description for the people involved in the murder of that Inquisitor and his household, and his was one of 'em.” - Quiet adventurer in Coerthas&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Good lad. Good head on his shoulders. Brings t'mind a few certain someones, moons 'n' moons ago. Don't judge him by his size, eh?&amp;quot; - [[Osric Melkire]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;His innocence is as heart-warming as that of a dish cooked with home in mind. In time, he'll grow into a good leader.&amp;quot; - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Da Lieutenant is smart. Da Hall wouldn't've made him da commander if not.&amp;quot; - [[Brick]]&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Attraction&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Ally&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Rival&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:5px 25px; background: #cad3d6;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ The Family&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[A'ahdra Korofi]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The soul.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; A'ahdra is everything to Mikh'a, and he would sooner die than see her betrayed. They've been together through quite literally everything in their lives up to this point and it's only recently and necessity that has separated them. She means everything to him, she knows everything about him, and he the same for her. Their recent distance upsets him, a quiet woe he keeps to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Khit Relanah]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The baby.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; The youngest, Khit is the heart and soul behind the twins' decision to flee Garlemald. Having suffered long enough at the hands of their cruel and oppressive mother they rescued their younger and significantly untainted sister in hopes she might find a better life in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;ul&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:5px 25px; background: #870a0a; color: #ffffff;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ The Dauntless&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The lost”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Mikh'a's relationship with Kahn'a is complicated. Gradually going from curious fear to something more, the two of them have stumbled a long way to get to where they are. Probably one of the most important people in his life it's likely a terrible idea to bad mouth Kahn'a in any way, shape or form to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Osric Melkire]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The unbreakable.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; The very first time Mikh'a ever saw Osric they were being shot at by a sniper. What they thought had been a successful land on Osric had been a lucky ( or unlucky in the case of the sniper ) miss where the bullet took him in an old coin he'd been carrying in his breast pocket. This incident served only to put Osric on a pedestal in Mikh'a's mind – he was unstoppable. He'd taken a bullet without harm, and there has to this point been little evidence to the contrary of the boy's belief. He's recently taken up lessons in hand to hand combat, training daily. ( He's thankfully got over the awestruck fanboy mentality and can carry on good conversation with Osric. )&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Siha Xinkei]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The catalyst.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Meeting Siha changed his entire life. Were it not for her he'd be nowhere and he knows it, and while he'll joke that she kidnapped him he credits her for everything good that's happened to him since. Held in his heart on the same pedestal as A'ahdra, Siha is both an older sister and on occasion a motherly figure in his life. While he can credit most of his direction and growth to his desire to serve Erik's purpose it's Siha that's held his hand and guided him properly and without her it's likely he would never have met them in the good light he had in the first place. She is not only his mentor in healing but his closest friend and someone he has in the past, and will again in the future put all of his beliefs and fears aside for.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:5px 25px; background: #d5d6ca;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ The Friends&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[A'laric Ashtear]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The counsel.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Rough around the edges, A'laric comes off as the type not to care about anything in front of his nose, but Mikh'a knows better. Often taking the pain and suffering of others on to himself he's cornered the boy several times now and forced him not to bottle his emotions up – for reasons Mikh'a has yet to discern himself yet. All he knows is that if he ever needs an ear, or a shoulder, even if he doesn't know it, A'laric will be there in the wings waiting to break down the walls he's trying to build for himself whether he likes it or not.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Alexei Volkov]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The weapon.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Meeting him shortly fter his initial meeting with Siha, the persistent doctor intimidated and annoyed him all at the same time. Caring for a Siha induced head injury he'd received ( YES IT WAS TOTALLY HER FAULT ), Mikh'a found himself lingering in and out of the medical facilities. ( At this point he was confined to this room and Siha's so, you know, there was that too. ) He spent time getting to know the doctor, and his history – and more important yet helped rescue his apprentice after following a hunch when he saw the man leave. The night Alexei died was traumatizing for the Red Wings, him included. ( You hang out in a house where someone is tortured to death with advanced feral senses then say it wasn't so bad if you weren't in the room. ) This led to the grueling quest to revive him for the sake of his friends and loved ones, and Mikh'a put his beliefs and fears aside to aide in this task. When prompted about rumors of the doctor's death he simply shrugs and points out the man had been ill, and rumors exaggerated the issue.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Cliodhna Eoghan]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The mysterious one.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; It was impossible to be afraid of her. Cliodnha, as rough and frightening as she came off, was just like him and he didn't even know it. After settling his fears about the woman he finds her in a curious, and fascinating life. She holds Erik's heart, but more important Mikh'a and Doctor Eoghan hail from the same place – recent events have not instilled much faith in her intentions in Eorzea, unfortunately. The attack on Siha and the later revelation of her involvement with the man in question left him questioning her loyalties.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Dethiram Andoreth]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The Elezen.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; From the moment he met Dethiram, Mikh'a had a problem with him. It was deeply seeded in the mistrust instilled in him regarding his history involving Elezen. Proved right by that cocky, know it all attitude and his ego, Mikh'a can't help but find himself less and less inclined to like Dethiram. Were it not for the man's keen interest in the safety and welfare of his sisters ( and on occasion Mikh'a's own well being ) he'd disregard all potential friendship but he's aware he owes a debt of gratitude. Recently, however, the two have settled on a strange middle ground, and a quiet friendship has begun to bud between the two of them. It helps that Dethiram's treasure hunting produces many, many things for Mikh'a to tinker with.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Erik Mynhier]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The fallen.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Erik was once held in the highest regard to Mikh'a. He is presently mistrusting of the man; this does not mean that things will not change in the near or even distant future. Recent events and life changes have left him lost and confused in regards to the man he called brother, and he has a lot of internal conflict and hang ups to take care of before he can move on, some of these built on mistrust due to his own unfortunate history and nothing that Erik did personally.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lon'qu Jin]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The merchant.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Mikh'a knows very little about Lon'qu Jin, save for the fact that he's a damned good merchant and the night he arrived at the Red Wings he fast became an important fixture in their household. ( Plus there are a lot of things to climb on in his store, which pleases Mikh'a to no end. ) Ragnar's recent death has caused Mikh'a to look at Jin much differently, aware of Jin's orphaned status and desperately wanting to make sure he feels as welcomed, and at home as possible.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Ragnar Eisenberg]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The guardian.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Ragnar was the first friend Mikh'a had that was not Siha. A bold, friendly man, he pushed Mikh'a in emotional ways he wasn't ready to explore and tore down a lot of walls that had been built up. ( And in doing so created a monster of cuddly proportion. Way to go Ragnar. ) Someone very dear to his heart, Mikh'a finds that when in Ragnar's company he'll immediately seek out pets and cuddles alongside the emotional solace the Highlander has to offer. He was a lot of firsts for Mikh'a, introducing him to life in ways he was not earlier privy to. His first ear petting, his first drink, his first near death of a friend, his first murder spree. You know, the good times. The man's recent death has left him shattered, though he's publicly holding himself together. It's very likely he lost his first love.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Setras Kyvari]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The brother.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Mikh'a's initial meeting with Setras was tragic, following Alexei with Siha to save the doctor's apprentice, but it opened the door to a close enough friendship that the two consider one another brothers. He means the world to Mikh'a, though the recent turmoil between Set and both Kahn'a and Titor make things awkward and strange around the house and Mikh'a has made every effort to disconnect from the situation so that he doesn't feel like he's got to choose.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;? [[Sieg Egeas]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The hunter.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Sieg is a complicated individual in Mikh'a's life. Someone he loves very dearly in ways he does not understand, he's led Mikh'a on a turmoil filled journey of both emotions and moral testing. Eventually setting on 'very, very close friend', Mikh'a has given up some of his better judgment in favor of risking life and limb to rescue his friend, going so far as to become a wanted body among Ishgard's finest. He worries after Sieg in ways he shouldn't, over protective to the point of near viciousness at times. Although he had been avoiding Sieg, because he'd been turned in to a woman after a request Mikh'a had made of him ( and the guilt was real ), Ragnar's recent death has had him worrying after and taking care of the Elezen as often as he can.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Zachary Evans]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The true.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; The first meeting Mikh'a had with Zac ended in an impromptu picnic. A sweet, determined soul, his heart is always in the right place and he's determined to do the right thing. His faults are just as endearing as his good points, and his unflappable faith in the Red Wings' cause is quietly inspirational to Mikh'a. His recent trek in to Amdapor with the man has left him shaken and emotional, Zac's insistence in travling alone in to the void reminding him that not only are his friends and family mortal... but stubborn and reckless as well. This time there's nothing he can do but wait.&amp;lt;/ul&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:5px 25px; background: #cdd6ca;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ The Acquaintances&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[C'kayah Polaali]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The Godfather.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; A crime lord with intentions, and a history Mikh'a cannot even begin to fathom, Mikh'a found himself in the man's presence when he answered a call for help. Presented with information regarding a long dead threat to Ul'dah's poisons, the boy has decided to haunt C'kayah until he has some answers. Unbeknowest to Mikh'a they've encountered one another more than once, C'kayah the masked bandit who stole a unit from Titor and near killed the group of them researching it near Sil'dih.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Blake Bastion]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The tag-along.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Having only met Blake in the company of H'ana, Mikh'a knows little more about him than that he seems to be at her beck and call. He seems kind enough – if only that wall of fear wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Endemerrin Rosethorne]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The seasoned.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; A recent meet for Mikh'a, but someone he intends to worm his way in to friendship with swiftly, both because he's suspicious of Endemerrin's intentions with Siha, and because of his connections with Ironworks, and his knowledge of Magitek. ( Basically he intends to nerd it up with Merri. )&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[H'ana Mkheda]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The curious.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;A woman he met in passing and on the unfortunate end of Mikh'a's fear, H'ana is a generous and kind creature that only wants to make friends with Mikh'a. The poor thing, if she only knew. His own crippling fear keeps him from pursuing anything further, just yet.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Hunter Russ]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The gladiator.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; A curious, would be hero and an adventurer Mikh'a met while on an errand on his way to Vesper Bay they shared a good conversation cut short. He regrets not finding him in order to seek out a repair for Hunter's battered armor, and has been on the lookout for him since.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jace Farchild]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The writer.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Mikh'a should never drink. With this in mind, it was lucky it was this simple Hyur who found him than someone else. Taking up the role of temporary protector, and unknowingly falling in to a role that bolstered his spirits, Jace took care of the poor boy when he was not at his best and for that Mikh'a is grateful.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jace Hunter]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The crusader.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Their brief meeting was enough for Jace to give Mikh'a pause and think about what happens outside of the comfortable life in Ul'dah he has grown so used to. Claiming friendship to Erik he called attention to the plight of the refugees and Mikh'a intends to seek him out for questioning soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lucas Wylder]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The white knight.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Mikh'a isn't sure what to think about Lucas. A childhood friend by proxy, he knows enough about the young man to know he isn't inherently evil, but is also aware of the mission Mikh sent the Wylder brothers on and he therefore cannot trust his intentions. He is not aware of Lucas's ( mostly ) efficient efforts in thwarting his brother from finding the Korofi twins.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Sizha'to Chalahko]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The unattainable.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Every encounter Mikh'a has had with Sizha'to has been brief and leave him wanting more, initially out of interest to know Kahn'a, though later simply because he's learned that he /likes/ having friends. Unaware of Sizha'to's call for his punishment over the incident regarding Alexei's “sickness”, Mikh'a seeks friendship in the other Miqo'te, longing to know him better.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Titor Jaraba]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The mentor.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Although Titor means the world to Mikh'a, and he loves him very much, life has sent them in different directions. Their paths may not cross again, though there is a fierce loyalty left in the wake of their short time spent together that will stay with Mikh'a for a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[X'vett Nunh]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The voice.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; A bard Mikh'a met in passing in Ul'dah, he intends to find him again with his interesting limericks and fascinating voice.”&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[X'Yue Tia]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The cookie hater.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Mikh'a has only met X'Yue briefly, and in the company of Sizha'to. He knows little more than X'Yue denied his offer for cookies. Why, X'Yue, why?!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:5px 25px; background: #d6caca;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ The Rest&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Alexander Wylder]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The villain.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Likely Mikh'a's biggest enemy, any time he's found himself at Alex's feet it's been to the end of pain and torment, even growing up. A man sent with a small crew by his mother to return him and his sisters to Garlemald ( and likely a terrible fate ), he's gone as far out of his way to avoid Alex as he can; their most recent meeting had a near disastrous end.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Raimy Rouchet]] : &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;“The other apprentice.”&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; From the moment they met it was bad news. Mikh'a's relationship has been sour from the beginning, riddled with a bitter and one sided rivalry, threats, and anger. All attempts at making friendship with this person were brushed aside for first mockery, then later for misguided and selfish reasons. Mikh'a's efforts to be friendly with this person due to their mutual position as Titor's apprentice were given a cold shoulder, and now that the other has suddenly had a turn around and is trying to make ammends it may be too late. The relationship has been soured in a way that may not be salvageable, Mikh'a feeling his efforts have been burned one too many times.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually music!&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Osric Melkire</title>
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&amp;lt;td width=&amp;quot;65%&amp;quot; rowspan=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Surname:'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                MELKIRE                 &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Firstname:'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                 OSRIC                  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;    ''Alias:''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                 SHADOW                 &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Born on'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;     11TH SUN OF THE 3RD ASTRAL MOON     &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;,    ''at'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;             THE GODS' GRIP             &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Residing at'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;              THE HOURGLASS              &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;,    ''located in'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                 UL'DAH                 &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''working as'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;             IMMORTAL FLAME             &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Son of'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;               CENRIC (D.)               &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;    ''and of'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                  EDITH                  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''residing at'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;            GREATLOAM GROWERY            &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;,    ''located in'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;        OLD GRIDANIA        &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Engaged to'' &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;            KANARIA GALANODEL            &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td&amp;gt; ''Service Number:    1203-8629''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Rank:    Chief Flame Sergeant''&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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''Race''    &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                  HYUR                  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Hair''    &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                 BROWN                 &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Eyes''    &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                  GREEN                  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Forehead''    &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                  BROAD                  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Nose''    &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                 AVERAGE                 &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Height''    &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                  5' 8&amp;quot;                  &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Weight''    &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;                 162 PZ                 &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Extra''    &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;              SCARRED FACE              &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family:courier new; font-size:12pt; letter-spacing:1pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;'''SERVICE RECORD'''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;!--New year, new format, new...everything! The rumours have been reset, but feel free to add one, observing the following example.--&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family:cambria; font-size:10pt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Sharp blade, he is. Sergeant does not necessarily cut, but always disarms. A man of great skill, of genuine sentiment. And my friend.&amp;quot; - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family:cambria; font-size:10pt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Patron Melkire, was it? Hnnph. I pray his charges do not come to hate him as mine hate me. Even if they do, I am certain he shall persevere. Rumors are rumors but the truth, I suspect, shall forever be that he is indeed a decent man.&amp;quot; - [[Delial Grimsong]]&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family:cambria; font-size:10pt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Ran into him the other night when dealing with someone less pleasant. Baited [[Sounsyy Mirke | Mirke]] off with some liquor. Tried to warn him about [[Jin'li Epinoch | someone]], but I fear he didn't understand.... I suppose I will have to find him later.&amp;quot; - [[Franz Renatus]]&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family:cambria; font-size:10pt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I've not worked with the good Sergeant for some time.  Dare say I miss the man.  I can only imagine what schemes he is currently plotting.&amp;quot; - [[Coatleque Crofte|Ser Crofte]]&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family:cambria; font-size:10pt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Hell of an angler. If I can help him, I will.&amp;quot; - [[Warren Castille]]&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family:cambria; font-size:10pt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I once thought he was like me. He would not cut. But then he told me he was like someone else I had mistakenly trusted. I hope he is wrong.&amp;quot; - [[Roen Deneith]]&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family:cambria; font-size:10pt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Strong. Ripe with potential and a will that shines like the sun. He will shake the world around him, this I can see.&amp;quot; - [[Berrod Armstrong]]&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family:cambria; font-size:10pt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Da Sarge? He's nice. Said I write my name good.&amp;quot; - [[Brick]]&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;width: 85%; margin-left: auto; margin-right:auto; font-family:cambria; font-size:9pt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Template created by [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;''Artwork by [[Tiergan Vashir]]''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;!--Credits to Aerius Destroven. While this layout is of my own making, it was largely inspired by his work, be sure to check out his wiki page!--&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Brick.png&amp;diff=83365</id>
		<title>File:Brick.png</title>
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		<updated>2015-04-06T04:25:53Z</updated>

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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Rotunda_Crow&amp;diff=52837</id>
		<title>Rotunda Crow</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Rotunda_Crow&amp;diff=52837"/>
		<updated>2014-09-26T20:15:43Z</updated>

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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Rotunda Crow&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Rotunda Crow 2.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 500&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Garlemald&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = ?&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Dagger of Thal&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Pansexual&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rotunda is an undead abomination. Given new &amp;quot;life&amp;quot; by a now-defunct cult, he consists of a body housing two souls. There was a flaw in the ritual that created him and as such, unlike his fellow Crows, Rotunda's personality is not one of two souls melded together. Rather, one of his personalities dominates over the other at any given time. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rotunda has the following special traits: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* His black eye can read a person's aether. He can thereby learn if the person has killed someone, if they have been resurrected by someone, or if they have resurrected another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* When dealt what would be to a mortal a fatal blow, Rotunda will dissipate into a black smoke that will drift away on the wind. His body will reform one bell (hour) later.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Rotunda can call up black aetherial flames around any metals in contact with him, including his blade. These flames burn unnaturally hot and allow him to pierce most materials, including armor, with thrusts from his sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* He is weak to any fire other than his own; fire is potentially lethal to him, though that would depend on the origin and nature of said fire.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Discipline and regimen.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Partaking in pleasures of the flesh.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Dealing death.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Chill winds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Incompetence.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Interference.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Insouciance.&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Open flame.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vices: Women, Narcotics&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Mulled Tea&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: Zoni&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Crow is the word. Crow is the word for rot and for undeath. Gods damn them all.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;They say that for a slight and some coin, the shadows of death's wings will find you, hunt you down, and tear you to pieces.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;We worshipped the dual divinity, yes. Coin for Nald, Blood for Thal, and Glory to the Voice. But the Voice fell silent, the Scales were broken, and the Dagger slid free.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Aye, I sold him some wares once. Fellow came to me stark naked. Bought some chainmail.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Unhinged, him. Lecherous, vile, cruel bastard one moment, then a perfect gentleman the next... worse when he goes the other way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Thal's Respite. That's all I've t'say on the matter. Ye wantin' a word with Rotunda? Thal's Respite.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Saw some 'venturer run him through. He just laughed, then fell apart. Nothin' but ash and smoke....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I don't know, I ''sw-sw-swear!'' Looks like the Major Triarius... but the Major's ''dead!&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;We never ''did'' recover Adonis. The Flames had him. We went in at night, broke into the morgue. No body. No records of disposal. He was just... gone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from Other Players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Jin'li served Adin Adonis faithfully. This one is called Atrium. I am not Jin'li.&amp;quot; - [[Atrium Crow]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He's much less angry now and more...conniving?&amp;quot; - [[Oubliette Crow]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing  &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing     &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Atrium Crow]] -- &amp;quot;She was mine once. She'll be mine again. It's in her nature to submit.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Oubliette Crow]] -- &amp;quot;I find him a charming enough fellow. A pity that I may have to close the curtains on his act.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52243</id>
		<title>Atrium Crow</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52243"/>
		<updated>2014-09-23T20:12:37Z</updated>

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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Atrium Crow&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Ffxiv 09212014 223415.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 500&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = None&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Keeper&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = ?&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Servant of Nald'thal/ Assassin&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = -&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium is an undead abomination, formed by a cult, consisting of a body housing two souls with her personality being a meld of both souls.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium has the following special abilities:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Her black eye can read a person's aether and learn if a person has killed someone and if they have either been resurrected or resurrected another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* When dealt a fatal blow, Atrium turns into smoke and blows away but will reform one hour later.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Can cover her axe in atherial green flames that will cause gangrene to infect the wound at an faster than normal rate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Weak to fire, possibly leathal depending on if the fire is magical or not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Is not stronger or faster than a normal female miqo'te &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Armor&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Nald'thal&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Snow&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Rain&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Liars&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Conjurers&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Paladins&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Fire&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Heretics&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Blood&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
((Developing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Oh yeah, said she was a circus clown. Never smiles.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Woman tried to cut my head off! Said I was being rude!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's always so polite as she growls.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Kind. Only one person ever use that word as often or in such a manner as that Crow woman, and that man is supposed to be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Atrium Crow. . . I knew a male miqo'te called that. Never seen that female before ever but Atrium isn't a common name and both had their face half black. They aren't the same person, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Stay away from her. I've seen her head come off and her turn to smoke only to show up the next day as if nothing happened.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Her smile sends my heart aflutter... or it would if it could still beat.&amp;quot; - [[Oubliette Crow]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Oubliette Crow]]: &amp;quot;My greatest curse.  My dearest blessing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Iron Sea]]: &amp;quot;A worthy opponent.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]]: &amp;quot;A truly kind person and a caring friend to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ragnar</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52226</id>
		<title>Atrium Crow</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52226"/>
		<updated>2014-09-23T18:48:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Atrium Crow&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Ffxiv 09212014 223415.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 500&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = None&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Keeper&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = ?&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Servant of Nald'thal/ Assassin&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = -&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium is an undead abomination, formed by a cult, consisting of a body housing two souls with her personality being a meld of both souls.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium has the following special abilities:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Her black eye can read a person's aether and learn if a person has killed someone and if they have either been resurrected or resurrected another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* When dealt a fatal blow, Atrium turns into smoke and blows away but will reform one hour later.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Can cover her axe in atherial green flames that will cause gangrene to infect the wound at an faster than normal rate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Weak to fire, possibly leathal depending on if the fire is magical or not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Is not stronger or faster than a normal female miqo'te &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Armor&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Nald'thal&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Snow&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Rain&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Liars&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Conjurers&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Paladins&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Fire&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Heretics&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Blood&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
((Developing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Oh yeah, said she was a circus clown. Never smiles.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Woman tried to cut my head off! Said I was being rude!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's always so polite as she growls.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Kind. Only one person ever use that word as often or in such a manner as that Crow woman, and that man is supposed to be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Atrium Crow. . . I knew a male miqo'te called that. Never seen that female before ever but Atrium isn't a common name and both had their face half black. They aren't the same person, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Stay away from her. I've seen her head come off and her turn to smoke only to show up the next day as if nothing happened.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Her smile is almost enough to make my heart starting beating again.&amp;quot; - [[Oubliette Crow]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Oubliette Crow]]: &amp;quot;My greatest curse.  My dearest blessing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Iron Sea]]: &amp;quot;A worthy opponent.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]]: &amp;quot;A truly kind person and a caring friend to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ragnar</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52215</id>
		<title>Atrium Crow</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52215"/>
		<updated>2014-09-23T17:14:48Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Atrium Crow&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Ffxiv 09212014 223415.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 500&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = None&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Keeper&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = ?&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Servant of Nald'thal/ Assassin&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = -&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium is an undead abomination, formed by a cult, consisting of a body housing two souls with her personality being a meld of both souls.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium has the following special abilities:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Her black eye can read a person's aether and learn if a person has killed someone and if they have either been resurrected or resurrected another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* When dealt a fatal blow, Atrium turns into smoke and blows away but will reform one hour later.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Can cover her axe in atherial green flames that will cause gangrene to infect the wound at an faster than normal rate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Weak to fire, possibly leathal depending on if the fire is magical or not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Is not stronger or faster than a normal female miqo'te &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Armor&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Nald'thal&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Snow&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Rain&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Liars&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Conjurers&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Paladins&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Fire&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Heretics&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Blood&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
((Developing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Oh yeah, said she was a circus clown. Never smiles.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Woman tried to cut my head off! Said I was being rude!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's always so polite as she growls.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Kind. Only one person ever use that word as often or in such a manner as that Crow woman, and that man is supposed to be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Atrium Crow. . . I knew a male miqo'te called that. Never seen that female before ever but Atrium isn't a common name and both had their face half black. They aren't the same person, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Stay away from her. I've seen her head come off and her turn to smoke only to show up the next day as if nothing happened.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I would give her my heart... but it's proving difficult to pry from my chest.&amp;quot; - [[Oubliette Crow]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Oubliette Crow]]: &amp;quot;My greatest curse.  My dearest blessing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Iron Sea]]: &amp;quot;A worthy opponent.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]]: &amp;quot;A truly kind person and a caring friend to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ragnar</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52214</id>
		<title>Atrium Crow</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52214"/>
		<updated>2014-09-23T17:14:23Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Atrium Crow&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Ffxiv 09212014 223415.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 500&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = None&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Keeper&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = ?&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Servant of Nald'thal/ Assassin&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = -&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium is an undead abomination, formed by a cult, consisting of a body housing two souls with her personality being a meld of both souls.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium has the following special abilities:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Her black eye can read a person's aether and learn if a person has killed someone and if they have either been resurrected or resurrected another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* When dealt a fatal blow, Atrium turns into smoke and blows away but will reform one hour later.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Can cover her axe in atherial green flames that will cause gangrene to infect the wound at an faster than normal rate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Weak to fire, possibly leathal depending on if the fire is magical or not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Is not stronger or faster than a normal female miqo'te &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Armor&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Nald'thal&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Snow&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Rain&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Liars&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Conjurers&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Paladins&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Fire&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Heretics&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Blood&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
((Developing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Oh yeah, said she was a circus clown. Never smiles.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Woman tried to cut my head off! Said I was being rude!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's always so polite as she growls.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Kind. Only one person ever use that word as often or in such a manner as that Crow woman, and that man is supposed to be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Atrium Crow. . . I knew a male miqo'te called that. Never seen that female before ever but Atrium isn't a common name and both had their face half black. They aren't the same person, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Stay away from her. I've seen her head come off and her turn to smoke only to show up the next day as if nothing happened.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I would give her my heart... but it's proving difficult to pry from my chest.&amp;quot; [[Oubliette Crow]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Oubliette Crow]]: &amp;quot;My greatest curse.  My dearest blessing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Iron Sea]]: &amp;quot;A worthy opponent.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]]: &amp;quot;A truly kind person and a caring friend to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ragnar</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52213</id>
		<title>Atrium Crow</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Atrium_Crow&amp;diff=52213"/>
		<updated>2014-09-23T17:13:42Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Atrium Crow&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Ffxiv 09212014 223415.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 500&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = None&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Keeper&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = ?&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Servant of Nald'thal/ Assassin&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = -&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium is an undead abomination, formed by a cult, consisting of a body housing two souls with her personality being a meld of both souls.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Atrium has the following special abilities:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Her black eye can read a person's aether and learn if a person has killed someone and if they have either been resurrected or resurrected another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* When dealt a fatal blow, Atrium turns into smoke and blows away but will reform one hour later.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Can cover her axe in atherial green flames that will cause gangrene to infect the wound at an faster than normal rate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Weak to fire, possibly leathal depending on if the fire is magical or not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* Is not stronger or faster than a normal female miqo'te &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Armor&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Nald'thal&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Snow&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Rain&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Liars&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Conjurers&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Paladins&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Fire&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Heretics&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Killing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: Blood&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance &amp;amp; Personality&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
((Developing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Biography&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Miscellaneous&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Oh yeah, said she was a circus clown. Never smiles.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Woman tried to cut my head off! Said I was being rude!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;She's always so polite as she growls.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Kind. Only one person ever use that word as often or in such a manner as that Crow woman, and that man is supposed to be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Atrium Crow. . . I knew a male miqo'te called that. Never seen that female before ever but Atrium isn't a common name and both had their face half black. They aren't the same person, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Stay away from her. I've seen her head come off and her turn to smoke only to show up the next day as if nothing happened.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I would give her my heart... but it's proving difficult to pry from my chest.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest    &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing      &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Oubliette Crow]]: &amp;quot;My greatest curse.  My dearest blessing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Iron Sea]]: &amp;quot;A worthy opponent.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Misha Jinhri]]: &amp;quot;A truly kind person and a caring friend to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>File:Oubliette.png</title>
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		<updated>2014-09-23T02:01:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: Ragnar uploaded a new version of &amp;amp;quot;File:Oubliette.png&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Oubliette.png&amp;diff=52002</id>
		<title>File:Oubliette.png</title>
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		<updated>2014-09-23T02:00:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: &lt;/p&gt;
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Ragnarlaugh.png&amp;diff=51999</id>
		<title>File:Ragnarlaugh.png</title>
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		<updated>2014-09-23T01:58:12Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: &lt;/p&gt;
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	<entry>
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		<title>Delial Grimsong</title>
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		<updated>2014-08-20T22:34:20Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: /* PC Rumors */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Delial Grimsong&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Delial_profile.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 300&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &amp;quot;Everyone dies, little dove. No one is ever truly free.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| title = The Witch&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ala Mhigo&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Highlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Nameday &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 6th Sun, Fourth Umbral Moon, 1542&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 35&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Rhalgr&lt;br /&gt;
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}} {{Character-stub}}&lt;br /&gt;
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== Character ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== General Info ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This woman carries herself with the air of a woman who knows her place in the world and has been convinced, reluctantly perhaps, that she floats somewhere above most of those around her. Proud to the point of arrogance, Delial Grimsong bows to no man and serves no one without cause. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: Delial Grimsong is not a Warrior of Light and does not possess the Echo, nor has she participated in any of the major events portrayed in-game or have any open affiliation with any relevant factions save for the Garlean Empire.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''(( Still very much a WIP so please pardon strange parts. Trying to flesh this out, I promise!! ))'''&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Appearance ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Delial is slight for a Highlander: her stature is short in comparison and her frame meager and less robust than many of her sisters, a fact which does irk her somewhat. Yet she makes it up with sheer confidence, known to be not at all modest about showing off what the Gods did see fit to give her. Her skin is a dark caramel and her hair is dark with violet undertones, especially in the sunlight. One of her eyes is a sharp yellow while the other is scarred to a milky white, clearly blinded by some injury which had left its mark across her brow and cheekbone. In a nod to Ala Mhigan tradition, she's had her upper and lower canines filed into points.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Though it has become a rarer thing in recent suns, she was once of the habit of marking her face with ritualistic lines, almost like warpaint. Oddly, a tattoo-like mark has also recently appeared at the side of her throat: something that almost looks like a star that has been crowned (or contorted) by lines of flame. She seems to make an effort at obscuring it with necklaces or her clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her taste in clothing seems to vary between opulent robes and simple, if not somewhat revealing, blouses and camisoles. Her most prized possession may very well be her well-worn thigh boots, proud as she is of her shapely legs. She changes hairstyles fairly often but seems to favor tying it up and back or keeping it down about shoulder length with small beads and charms (bone perhaps?) woven into her locks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she speaks, [http://youtu.be/ONLE1ZXe-S8 her voice] is fairly deep and has a touch of that breathy quality to it, a feature she tends to exaggerate when speaking with people she does not know very well. Despite being a Highlander, she does not speak with the expected Highlander dialect but with the sharper, clipped tones that speak to heavy exposure to Imperial influence. It can come off as forced, however, as she almost never slips into anything less than a formal, proper vocabulary, and does not speak with contractions or slang.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Personality &amp;amp; Philosophy ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Proud, vain, cut-throat and unapologetically hedonistic. These are the qualities Delial embodies, living her life mostly at her own pace with mostly her own desires at heart. She prides herself on being a strong, independent woman with loyalties and a sense of honor very clear to herself even if not to the people with whom she interacts. Selfish and self-serving, she tends to  have little reservation about using or harming others if doing so will get her closer to what she wants. Her moods are as fickle as the faces she wears: lies and falsehoods spoken through perfectly practiced smiles, plying flirtations and flattery or even bold-faced threats to bend people her way. Cruelty is not beyond her, nor is kindness should it suit her needs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It could be said, however, that much of her behavior is as much a lie as the words she twists, for though she puts herself forward as a wicked creature (and sometimes even seems to delight in the image), those who are closer to her might come to find that she has a tendency to become very attached to those she finds interesting and may find herself conflicted between her desire to attain her goals and a need for acceptance and comraderie. She maintains a bitter stance towards romantic inclinations ('sentiment' she says as if it were a vulgar thing) and finds blatant heroism and self-sacrifice to be utterly repulsive and useless. For all her brazen ways, she is terribly afraid of dying though she is unafraid of pain. Proud as she is of her ability to manipulate others, she is nowhere near as clever as she thinks and is just as prone to manipulations to herself, having an impulsive need to protect her pride at nearly any cost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Delial admires strength and conviction (even if it is misguided in her eyes) above all else, and spares little time or courtesy to those she feels are particularly weak-willed. Even if her morals are a little more on the grey side of things, she cannot abide actions such as rape or infanticide and is generally averse to the use of spells or drugs that can heavily impair or alter another's state of mind. Inhibiting a body is one thing, but she finds little sport in destroying minds.&lt;br /&gt;
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She is not shy about her sexuality and sees little shame in indulgence. She does, however, act adversely towards concepts such as 'love' and has a difficult time reciprocating affectionate behavior with all but a very select few. If she has ever suffered a desire to have children, she has done well enough to resist it so far. She might once have scoffed at the idea of monogamy but, as of late, she seems to have found an overwhelming fondness for one man in particular.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Religious Views ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Outwardly she may not seem a pious woman but Delial considers herself to be fairly devout. Like many Ala Mhigans, she worships Rhalgr the Destoyer chief among the Twelve. In her youth, however, she and her mother both fell under the sway of a different sort of god: the lesser moon Dalamud, the crimson meteor, which they took to believe was an avatar of Rhalgr's fury made manifest. Even after the Calamity and its subsequent destruction, Delial still pays regular homage to the fallen moon. Much of what she knows with regards to magick came from a hedge-witch under whom her mother and, by extension, Delial herself learned and worshipped.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If she maintains an affiliation with the Lambs in the present day, she does well enough to hide it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Combat ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Delial is very comfortable with small swords and blades though she seems to prefer spell casting over any actual physical combat, possibly because of the obvious disadvantage being half-blind might bring about. Her proficiencies seem to be with arcanima, albeit with a slightly bastardized form than what is taught in the Arcanist's Guild: more primitive and vulgar with techniques and sigils long designed to manipulate life-energies provided by the caster in the form of various bodily humours moreso than mere aetheric manipulation. As such, her abilities are handicapped somewhat and while she remains a capable damage dealer with her unorthodox spellwork, her ability to  heal with said spells is considerably less effective than those of one taught the &amp;quot;pure&amp;quot; geometries.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: Delial's in-game class does not necessarily reflect what she can do ICly. Despite having Summoner at 50, I tend to view her as a potent Arcanist and a passable Scholar and that's really about it. Red Mage would probably be the best approximation to a classic FF class, so fingers crossed!!&lt;br /&gt;
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== Tendencies ==&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table style=&amp;quot;position:center;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;font-size:14px;color:#000000;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sex&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Trashy romance novellas&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Terrible wine&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Flattery&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Pet names (for others)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;font-size:14px;color:#000000;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gil&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Small, enclosed spaces&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Archers&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Weakness (in herself or in others)&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 'Easy' people&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Chains&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; font-size:14px;color:#000000;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Hobbies/Talents&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Haruspicy (supposedly!)&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Lying&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Melodramatics&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Withstanding pain&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Angering others&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Arcanistry&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td style=&amp;quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;h3&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot;mw-headline&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; font-size:14px;color:#000000;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;Other&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favourite Food:''' Aldgoat steak&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Favourite Color:''' Green&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''If she could be an animal, she would be a:''' Dragon&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Biggest Fear:''' Enslavement&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''Hero:''' Gaius van Baelsar&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Other Notes ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*She is completely blind on her left side and as such she has a tendency to scan her surroundings quite often. As a rule she dislikes having others standing to her left and so she is careful about positioning herself near or around other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Those especially observant might note that her face paint is, in fact, made at least in part with blood. Sometimes it's there, sometimes it isn't, but always it smells just enough of blood.&lt;br /&gt;
::*While it is not common knowledge (yet), Delial was fairly heavily involved on the Garlean side of the conflicts in Ala Mhigo. Since the Imperials took over, Delial made it a mission of hers to help quell dissidents and the threat of rebellion and has had a hand in the kidnappings and murders of many suspected Resistance members.&lt;br /&gt;
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Delial rarely, if ever, speaks of her family and has taken great care to try and sever her ties to them. Attempts to track down her relatives may be made all the more difficult by the fact that she does not go by her maiden name of Blackstone. Feeling that the name was tainted by her family's chosen alleigances, she discarded it not long after the events of the Calamity.&lt;br /&gt;
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::*'''Garren Blackstone''': Father, formerly a priest of Rhalgr.  He was killed fairly early on in the upheaval of Ala Mhigo but was survived by his wife and children.&lt;br /&gt;
::*'''Lyra Blackstone''': Mother, midwife and self-appointed witch. Skilled with all manner of hedge-magics, it was through her that Delial learned much of what she knows and still practices. She commited suicide days after the Calamity.&lt;br /&gt;
::*'''Westor Blackstone''': Elder brother by two years, formerly a disciple of Rhalgr and secretly a member of the Fists of Rhalgr. Killed during a skirmish between Garlean forces and Resistance fighters. &lt;br /&gt;
::*'''Harvard Blackstone''': Younger brother, formerly a stablehand. The only other surviving member of Delial's immediate family, unknown how he was able to flee the violence in Ala Mhigo. Currently lives in works in Ul'dah as an errand boy and a retainer. He and his sister are not on speaking terms, but she remains fiercely protective of him. Their relationship has only become even more strained since he was kidnapped by a gang of angry women in league with the Resistance.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Itarliht Syhrkoensyn]]''' - A powerful Roegadyn bruiser who was known to many as &amp;quot;The Crimson Mountain.&amp;quot; Delial knew him by the name 'Itarliht', a name which was strangely fitting considering that in their earliest of meetings she often joked of him being her White Knight. The two quickly became extremely close, with the Roegadyn pledging his blade and his life to her. It was he who ultimately convinced her to stand against [[Raelisanne Banurein]] and with his aid she reached out to Roen Deneith and Gharen Wolfsong to ally herself to them for that purpose. Unbeknownst to her, he would end up being hired to kidnap Deneith in a ploy to get at Wolfsong. Delial remained in denial over the whole affair until finally seeing him for herself: the White Knight she had fallen in love with cast aside in favor of the monstrous Crimson Mountain others saw him to be, with two broken captives at his back. Negotiations for Roen and Askier were successful when it was agreed that he and Delial could sail away together, but that did not come to be. Delial left that place alone and covered in his blood. A lingering hope with regards to the man seems to have come and gone, and she is left to cope with its finality.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Roen Deneith]]''' - A Sultansworn turned Brass Blade, turned... prisoner? Roen's relationship with Ul'dah seems about as tumultuous as her relationship with Delial. Their history stretches back to Roen's infancy (though the girl does not yet seem to know it) and has gone from friendly to hostile and not-quite back again. Delial struck a deep wound in the girl after using her for information which led to the death of Aylard Greyarm, then-leader of a group of Ala Mhigan Resistance that had smuggled themselves into Ul'dah, as well as the capture and grievous torture of her brother, Gharen Wolfsong. Things were not helped when her own allies Askier and Itarliht kidnapped the girl without Delial's knowing, and Itarliht proceeded to degrade Roen in an attempt to break her spirit. Since she was returned, Delial has taken an oddly protective stance towards Roen as well as her brother. While she suspects Roen will never trust her again as she once did, she is still secretly grateful for the second chance she and Gharen alike have given her.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Gharen Wolfsong]]''' - The last son of a traitorous clan, and former affiliate of the Ala Mhigan Resistance. In her earlier years, she had one sought to destroy his house for their ties to known Resistance members but the son and the daughter were both spared from the blade. Years later she would learn that young Wolfsong, true to his blood, had at last joined the Resistance and thus truly became her enemy. He was the first to realize that Delial was not as she seemed though it did not save him from being captured and delivered to Raelisanne Banurein for her deranged experiments. She often said that he was the key to everything and it may have rung true within herself: that it would be Wolfsong and all that she helped inflict upon him that helped push her away from Banurein. Forceful words and an iron grip on her throat only cemented the deal: Delial would assist him, or else. Though he may forever remain a traitor in her eyes, she has since taken a certain fondness for the man and his talk of bungalows on the beach. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Osric Melkire]]''' - A hyur who, in her mind, acts far more clever than he actually may be. The two could easily have become enemies and at one point seemed well on their way to just that, having held fondness for whispering threats and poisoned words to one another at trials and other encounters. Imagine her surprise when he offered his support in hunting down Banurein, and was even charitable enough to attempt to deal with Itarliht when his treachery was made known. Delial holds a firmly neutral view of the midlander, seeing him as little more than another busybody lawman too soft to do what must be done. Recent talk with Volkov, however, suggested that perhaps that was no longer the case. She has not spoken or seen Melkire since her attempt to collect vengeance on Askier, and knows only that his woman was in some degree of peril.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]''' - A miqo'te archer, and a close friend to Askier. It cannot be said that the boy lacks loyalty and for that Delial cannot dislike him too much. She still holds something of a grudge for being shot quite painfully when last they bore arms against one another. Since then, they have managed to share a few brisk conversations, and though she threatened Askier's life, he made no violent move against her. It would seem he sees the truth to Delial's words with regards to the one-eyed miqo'te, yet is hesitant to act upon them. Naive, but non-threatening.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]''' - A boy who loves a woman he shouldn't. Their relationship, if one can call it that, is complicated indeed, even more so after Delial confessed to having a played a critical part in the murders of his parents. He has persisted, however, and has even gone so far as to attempt to protect and later disarm Askier's magitek bomb himself, to some harm upon his  body. This flew straight in the face of her warning him to stay away, to keep their associations unknown lest she kill him for exposure. Having not seen him for some time, she was surprised to find him battered and cut, taking his return into her life as a ill omen considering the manner by which she was parted from Itarliht. Grudgingly, she healed the worst of his wounds only enter into a vocal argument with the boy. Their &amp;quot;relationship&amp;quot; seemed to finally come to an end when he happened upon her in Ul'dah and proposed for one final time that he would listen should she be willing to share whatever it was that had been straining her so terribly. Perhaps unsurprisingly she refused quite coldly, unaware (or uncaring) of whatever repercussions she may have set off in his head.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Zachary Evans]]''' - A shameless, beautiful young man. Possibly a gladiator? It does not matter. He is beautiful, and his booty don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Alexei Volkov]]''' - A refugee of sorts, foreign to Eorzea. Her first encounter with the man consisted of a sword and a syringe and a very uncomfortable patch of ground in the middle of Camp Drybone, yet despite the embarassment of being sedated like some sort of rabid creature, Delial could not quite find it in hersel to be very angry at all with the man who was (and possibly still is?) Askier Mergrey's bodyguard. Strangely enough, Mergrey would see fit to try and set the man up on a date and Delial happened to be the one who took him up on it. They shared surprisingly pleasant conversation over dinner where Delial learned that the man was much like herself, albeit in a more calm and collected sort of way. Though they have not spoken since, she remains appreciative of his perspective and his advice... even if she has yet to take either to heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Askier Mergrey]]''' - A former Garlean, and one who is much too good at causing trouble for others. The miqo'te has gone from being seen in somewhat of a sympathetic light to being the subject of her rage and hatred for his seemingly reckless and mindless actions despite her advice and warnings. Once she thought to speak up in his defense at his Trial and was honestly somewhat disappointed when the boy was apparently murdered there by his good friend. Her relief at his deception would quickly sour, however, when she learned that he had kidnapped Roen at Natalie Mcbeef's request due to &amp;quot;boredom&amp;quot; and, for a time, sought nothing but to murder him herself for what she perceived to be his betrayal against her love, Itarliht. The two have managed to talk: on what transpired, on why she loathed him, and on a surprising link that ties the two together. He was the only one she told of her nameday and much to her surprise, he even gave her his hideous &amp;quot;wolf-fur&amp;quot; coat to commemorate it. She maintains airs of distrust and loathing about him but her true feelings are mixed, a fact not at all helped by an odd tension the two have shared during a few of their encounters.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Orpheus Arkouda]]''' - A miqo'te to whom she owes her life. In years past they were at odd with one another, fighting on opposite sides of an especially bloody battle. That battle was nearly striken up anew when the two met once more in Limsa Lominsa. An unlikely friendship grew stronger still when he answered her call for help in her hour of greatest need and saved her life. He is one of the few she trusts completely and one of the few to whom her deepest secrets are known. At their last meeting, Delial learned that he had been cast out by his 'little wife' and, in an uncharacteristic show of compassion, did her best to console him for a most unexpected happening. He in turn extended an invitation for her to visit the tavern in which he had found work, The Laughing Lady, though she has yet to act upon it.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Coatleque Crofte]]''' - A Sultansworn, and an ally of Roen Deneith. While her personal opinion of the Sultansworn and, by extension, Ul'dah itself remains largely negative, there is one woman who has managed to surprise her. It was made quite apparent that the woman has her own fair share of history yet despite it she carries herself proud and almost regal. She assisted Delial in locating a contact in her efforts to hunt down Shael of the Resistance and managed to broker a deal that would ultimately lead to Gharen being cleared of his involvement in the events leadng up to the Nanawa Mine incident. She has seen little of the woman since - a good thing, perhaps, seeing as she seems to be one Sultansworn who minds her duties.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Enemies ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Raelisanne Banurein]]''' - Delial's employer and quite possibly the only person in Eorzea who she actually fears. The midlander is deceptively delicate looking with a deadly cold streak to her, manipulative and cunning to a near inhuman degree. It was she who set Delial on the hunt for the Resistance effort in Ul'dah and through her that she came to hunt Gharen Wolfsong, son of a clan she failed to end in the dying days of old Ala Mhigo. Delial is intensely uncomfortable with the woman's methods but, knowing well the power and information Banurein and her superiors hold, is at a loss to do anything but her bidding, especially knowing full well that Raelisanne knows far, far more about her and her family than anyone. Delial has been tasked with once more resuming the hunt for Gharen Wolfsong so that she may continue and possibly even complete her &amp;quot;experiment&amp;quot;... however, Delial has been convinced that her current course with this white-haired woman is not the one she need take and is currently attempting to reach out to those she and Banurein have wronged to seek out new options.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Askier Mergrey]]''' - A fellow Garlean. Delial warmed up to the man fairly quickly after their initial meeting and even ended up going so far as to try to defend him in his plot against Ul'dah, despite having warned him of its foolishness. Their relationship has soured considerably, however, after it was revealed that he was the one who kidnapped Roen, thereby going against her word, and somehow convinced Itarliht to go along with it. The two came to violence in Camp Drybone and, had it not been for the intervention of Volkov and allies, one may have ended up killing the other then and there. She has made it a priority to see the man die, or at least suffer greatly, for what she believes he did to turn Itarliht into the Crimson Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Brynhilde Wulf]]''' - A notorious figure within the Ala Mhigan Resistance. While she knows of Wulf largely only by name and reputation, they did have a chance meeting in Ul'dah wherein they shared a few barbed words. Although they could not be further than opposite on where they stand with regards to the state of their homeland (and, by extent, those who fight for it), Delial cannot help but hold a certain sense of respect for the woman. Powerful, intelligent, and obviously incredibly dedicated to her cause: Brynnhilde Wulf is Ala Mhigan, even if she is a traitor. Her capture would bring Delial a great amount of gil and more than likely a tremendous amount of favor with the Empire but she has made no plans to interfere with whatever it is the woman is doing in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Qaeli Varily]]''' - An acquaintance of Gharen's, and to some degree of Roen's. The silver haired woman was everything Delial did not expect of Roen's allies: bold, bloodthirsty, sharp as any blade and just as dangerous. Their encounter was brief but Delial left it broiling over her words. There are not many people who get under her skin, after all. Qaeli was hidden but present at the exchange for Wolfsong and ended up shooting Delial through her shoulder with an arrow while trying to get some answers with regards to the control mechanism that Delial activated and then destroyed. If she can keep out of the white-haired woman's way then Delial will be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Jameson Taeros]]''' - A nobleman and pawn of Raelisanne Banurein. Delial does not know him well enough to think much about this man. She was instructed to tell what she knew of the Nanawa Mine incident and together the two went to report to Osric Melkire in what was a ploy to attempt to discredit the Sultansworn involved (namely, Natalie Mcbeef, Kage Kiryuu, and Roen Deneith). Since then she has seen him but once, in attendance of Askier's trial. Yet it would appear that his influence - or rather, his involvement - with political matters in Ul'dah span far greater than she would have thought. For now, he remains but a potential lead on the path to destroying Banurein.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Natalie Mcbeef]]''' - An important figure in the Sultansworn of Ul'dah. To Delial, the woman is a brainless thug and she cannot understand how the few other Sultansworn she has spoken to can stand to follow the woman. She is transparent in her obliviousness, her lack of understanding, and in her clumsy way of insult. As far as Delial is concerned, the woman is a walking corpse. She has since learned of C'kayah Tia, a self-named &amp;quot;crime lord&amp;quot; to whom she is attached, as well as the abuses of power that has kept the man out of sight of the law. Intent on harming one or both to satisfy her grudge, Delial has since made inquiries after the man. McBeef is as good as dead in her eyes. She was also responsible for hiring Askier to kidnap Roen Deneith in a convoluted and ill-advised scheme to take Gharen Wolfsong's life. The repercussions have hit Delial hard (albeit not as hard as Roen) and did not help the bad blood that already existed between herself and the former Sultansworn. One day, Delial have her head.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' - A lalafellin goon of the Sultansworn. His protective attitudes towards Roen were obvious, as were his lack of understanding of the situation at hand. Delial watched him squirm while his superior instigated an interrogation. &amp;quot;It must be nice being a slave,&amp;quot; he said, failing to recognize the irony in his own words. She thinks little of the man, a fool following a fool, and should he become a further nuisance she will not hesitate to end him. He has been linked as another one of Mcbeef's weaknesses. Delial heard a rumor that he might be skulking about La Noscea in search of Roen but has not actually seen that snotty little man anywhere. Little does she know that she is looking for the wrong race.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Reverend Hakuga]]''' - A representative of the elusive Reverends, under whom Delial served briefly. While she once felt she owed them (and perhaps him in particular) for her freedom from imprisonment and potential execution in Coerthas, she has found working for them to be stifling. After a bloody confrontation with other unnamed agents, Delial has severed her ties and has not had any contact with Hakuga nor his peers ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Rumors ==&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;Unsettlin' is what I'd call 'er. She seems ta like that, though, gettin' a rise outta' people.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Woman hardly goes anywhere without those boots. Practically lives in them, but... Honestly, can you blame her?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Talks a big game. All talk, that one. I'm a nice guy. Why wouldn't she want to have dinner with me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;I don't know how she gets away with carrying that knife all over the place. She doesn't even hide it! What does she think she's going to do with it? Definitely not for opening letters, I'll tell you that much!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Moderate Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;Dark times for me, for a lot of people who weren't quite in their right minds. But I swear, I've seen her before... We'd meet, you see, and pray together. I think I've seen her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;It's a damned shame. Sometimes I see her squinting real hard at the market boards... Maybe her eyesight is worse than it looks?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;No, I ain't dealin'. But I know someone who does. She gives him business now and again - maybe once a moon or so, sometimes twice, never buys too much. But repeats are repeats, you know what I'm sayin'?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;That darlin' would hardly so much as touch anything but the house wine before, and even then she could hardly finish a glass. Lately, though...? Gotten a taste for finer spirits, I suppose, and plenty of them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;There's that tea house down in the Goblet, yeah, kept by some miqo'te girl and her friends. Seen her snooping around a few times - rarely ever goes in, though. Do you think she's there for the tea?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Rare Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;There was to be a trial, and a hanging. She only attended one. It was another woman who hung that day, I swear on my mother's grave. That woman should be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Sinner! A sinner and nothing more! Grimsong is hardly a fitting name. Kinslayer ought do it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She'll come and stare at that boy - over there, him, do you see? She'll stare and never say a word. Whenever he leaves, she'll leave, too. Never together. She don't look the type to be intimidated by men.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Delial? That girl that lived up yonder? Oh, she and her mother were near inseparable! The same eyes, the same smile... even her laugh was just as dear Lyra's. Why do you ask? I've not seen her in years...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;That little girlie 'o theirs, ohhh, that one's trouble. Ye can see it in 'er eyes, yeah? Tha' ''witch'' got 'er, same as her mama. Twelve can't save 'em now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;I want her to be happy. That's all. Is that truly too much to ask?&amp;quot; - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;I considered her friend once. Then an enemy. Now... she is an enigma. I consider her and I even. Maybe.&amp;quot; - [[Roen Deneith]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She's ''looovely''. I could go crazy for this woman!  Probably best I don't if I want to remain unstabbed, but still!  Be careful.&amp;quot; - [[Chokho Viqqoh]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Grace incarnate and viper personified, that's Delial for you... that's what I thought. As for what I think....&amp;quot; - [[Osric Melkire]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Delial moved to the better end when the need was great, likely did she have her motives, yet she still did. You would be wise to remain vigilant around her, that said.&amp;quot; - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She's dangerous, cunning, ferocious, and will see her promise to see me dead to the bitter end. But I'll give her this, she is the kind of person I love to hate. &amp;quot; - [[Askier Mergrey]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Not someone I'd trust... but she's looking out for Roen. I need her help clearing Gharen's name.&amp;quot; - [[Kage Kiryuu]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She helped me find my sister an dealt with th' bastard tha' harmed her, an' while I cannae say we'll ever be friends, she dinnae need te worry about retribution from me any longer.&amp;quot; - [[Gharen Wolfsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;It came as no surprise that the kin-slayer should still live. But then, one doesn't earn a reputation such as hers without possessing no small amount of cunning. Her continued existence is evidence of the lack of justice in this world... T'is the one thing we have in common.&amp;quot; - [[Brynhilde Wulf]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Believe is passionate person. Capable of great anger, but is not bad person. Has just been villing to become villain to many, to create greater good.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== History/Timeline ==&lt;br /&gt;
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== Potential Relationships ==&lt;br /&gt;
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::*Ala Mhigans, particularly those who were already young adults during the fall, could have known/remembered her.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Likewise, Garlean characters who might have helped conquer or maintain Garlean rule after might know of her or have hired her out to assist with rooting out suspected Resistance members.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Current or former Ala Mhigan Resistance members might know her face or her name, either by word of mouth or possibly past encounters/skirmishes.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Characters who have had involvement with the Lambs of Dalamud might know her, particularly any Ala Mhigan sects of it. She has had very little contact with them since the Calamity itself but some might remember her and her mother in particular being quite devoted.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Additional/OOC ==&lt;br /&gt;
::*I am a huge nerd and here are some theme songs.&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://youtu.be/JU6cT88Por4 Walk on Vanity Ruins - Silent Hill 3 OST, Akira Yamaoka] - Mary Elizabeth McGlynn is totally Delial's voice.&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWR9MR5juWI You Know You Like It - AlunaGeorge]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://youtu.be/vKNcuTWzTVw How To Be A Heartbreaker - Marina and the Diamonds]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N8YQkq7Nr3U Mono - Silicone]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmeF4K-MelU The Crow - Dessa]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jyqWjl7GkCE The Rifle's Spiral - The Shins]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://youtu.be/RsQjC5zVnt8 Fall In Love - Phantogram]&lt;br /&gt;
::*Delial was my main throughout my time in WoW and she's being reincarnated here in a sense. So if you know me from Feathermoon, please feel free to say hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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== Annotations ==&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Askier Mergrey</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: /* PC Rumors */&lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Askier Mergrey&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Ffxiv 05302014 134807.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| caption = &amp;quot;I always have a plan B.  The fact that plan B always stands for &amp;quot;bomb&amp;quot; is intentional!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Garlean&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 31&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Nameday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 4th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = [[Althyk, the Keeper]]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Bomb making&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Online&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = After 9pm CST&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Server&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Character&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;General&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;((Askier was part of the Garlean Army the day of the Calamity, and, as a result, was not sent forward in time.))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;((Askier is gifted at building explosives))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((He did try to blow up Ul'dah - see &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot; for details&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((He is pardoned and is living in Ul'dah as his new home ))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((His alignment is Neutral as he does not believe in good or evil, just people making choices for reasons that make sense to themselves))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; (( Askier's entire left arm is a magitek limb with a gun built into it.))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((Askier occasionally suffers PTSD due to the intense torture he suffered at Crim's hands.  The main set off for his flash backs is anyone touching his tail.))&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier is a tall, attractive, 31 years old male, with slight wrinkles starting to be visible around his lips and eyes.  His ashen skin stands in stark contrast to the chestnut-brown hair he has come to let hang lose and messy since the end of his trial, feeling as if the different style reflects his new life.  His narrow face is covered in numerous scars and face paint that has no real meaning other than Askier thinks it looks rather awesome on himself.  His eyes shimmer a bright gold every time they catche the light.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The miqot'te's body is tall, taller than a fair number of hyur, and his body is taught and muscled from years of military service.  Should he be caught without a shirt on, a nasty collection of wicked looking scars cover the left side of his torso, as the result of falling off a chocobo onto a whiskey bottle inside his coat.  Scars, scabs, and callouses cover his hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Behavior&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier is a bizarre sort of character, often perceived as a naive individual.  He is quick to give a smile and even faster to offer to buy someone he has just met a drink as he tells terrible jokes.  He feels the most alive when other people around him laugh at something he has done or said.  He tries see the best in someone and is fanatically loyal to those he calls his friends, and expects the same dedication from them in return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Askier will be the first to admit he relies a great deal on luck and refuses to think himself as an intellectual since he has trouble containing his volcanic temper, which is easily set off.  However, for all his apparent absent-mindedness, he is a reasonably intelligent being, often able to win word games and riddles quickly and can construct explosive devices with relative ease and knows a lot about them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Askier views the world as one giant experience waiting to happen and that gods, spirits, and mortal races are all subject to no greater end than what they try to achieve for themselves.  He believes that everyone acts for reasons that are logical to themselves, and, as such, calling someone good or evil is pointless in Askier's mind.  He sees all things as equal and would gladly help out a stranger.  But, because there are those that would harm what Askier chooses to care about, he finds no qualms in killing, viewing it as a normal part of being alive and that the act of killing isn't to be viewed as vile, but that the intentions behind the act certainly can.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Combat&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;General&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier has changed his fighting style.  He will start by trying to throw grenades, shoot his opponent with his gunarm, or hit them with his fie spell, the only magic he knows.  Should these fail, or the opponent gets lose, Askier will fall back on his years of brawling experience and is a tough melee opponent who will bite, throw dirt, and his below the belt to win.  His left, magitek arm makes him slightly clumsy though in hand to hand combat and tries to avoid it if possible these days since he is still adjusting to the metal limb,&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tendencies&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Making bombs&lt;br /&gt;
* Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
* Playing word games and sleeping.  &lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Overly picky people&lt;br /&gt;
* Being underground&lt;br /&gt;
* Being insulted&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hobbies/Talents&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Understands and has designed several magictek devices, most of which are explosive.&lt;br /&gt;
* Drinking&lt;br /&gt;
* Has a natural affinity with mechanical contraptions&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Other&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Askier is missing his entire left arm from when he set of a grenade in an effort to save Roen.&lt;br /&gt;
* ...&lt;br /&gt;
* ...&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Relationships&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Family&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''Ven'li Mergrey'' - Deceased.  Askier's father was a soldier for the Garlean Empire whose illustrious job was to wrangle up chocobos.  His father was also a drunk and was killed by a chocobo stampede when Askier was six.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''Unknown'' - All Askier knows about his mother is that she gave an infant Askier to his father and then never came back into his life after she left.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Saravena Ancariis]]'' - Askier's younger sister.  They share the same father but a different mother.  She is an energetic and kind individual and Askier is incredibly loyal to her.  However, for nearly two years, she has been locked in a cell, used as leverage by Askier's Garlean superiors to &amp;quot;encourage&amp;quot; him to build his magictek bomb and destroy Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Jin'li Epinoch]]''  Adin and Rema's slave and prize operative.  The kit suffers from numerous disease and is very sickly, but is a lethal shot with a gunblade.  It was Jin'li who watched over Askier's sister for two years and helped Askier ship in his needed magitek parts.  Askier hates the male with a burning passion and wishes to kill Jin'li should they ever meet again, especially since learning that Jin'li survived the attack in Ul'dah that kill Adin and hacked off Rema's head.  He is Askier's half-brother through their mother but neither knows it, despite the similar facial features they have.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friends&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]'' - A member of the Red Wings and, in Askier's mind, a male with a mythical knight quality.  More so then even Erik, Kahn'a proved during &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot; to be Askier's greatest challenge, something he had never expected.  Unlike Erik, who Askier was able to influence with thoughts of games and rules, Kahn'a stands resilient to Askier's tact.  Dogmatic, loyal, headstrong and blunt, Kahn'a  repeatedly disrupted Askier's plans; not through sheer brilliance but by simple perseverance.  But any spiteful feelings for Kahn'a have evaporated.  Askier feels a deep connection to Kahn'a since the male not only saved his sister, but was willing to put his life and his reputation on the line by helping Askier fake his own death by acting as Askier's killer.  After Askier's ordeal at Itar's hand, Kahn'a introduced Askier to the Red Wing organization and through the younger male's help, has been on the road of recovery and has found a new identity and self worth through the organization.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Osric Melkire]]'' - A Flame Sergeant midlander Hyur. At one point in time, Askier though the man was beneath thinking about, having broken Osric's knee and finding his fighting to be sub-par.  However, that all changed the day Osric returned Saravena to him.  Over time, Askier has come to see that it is Osric is far more influential than his rank would lead one to believe.  Osric planned out how to fake Askier's death and save those Kahn'a cares for the most, and, by doing so, has forever made Askier in the hyur's debt whether he wishes it or not.  &lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kanaria Galanodel]]'' - A kind woman, and Osric's fiancee.  Askier first met her during his attempt to destroy Ul'dah, during which time she was one of his closest allies and made it possible for Askier to save his sister and not destroy Ul'dah.  Since then, she has come to be as close to him as family.  Kind, loyal, and understanding, Askier often turns to her when he feels confused and is in need of guidance.  She acts as a sort of shrink for the emotionally volatile miqo'te, able to calm his violent temper and soothe his nerves when his PTSD symptoms return.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Siha Xinkei]]'' - Captain Mynhier's adopted sister. Siha is a very sweet Moonkeeper who Askier met for the first time at Erik's ball.   Askier charmed the young woman easily, making her smile and asking her to dance as he pretended to be a simple merchant, realizing she was the perfect leverage again Erik, should something go wrong with his plan.  His desire to abduct the young woman was, in fact, encouraged by Erik should Askier succeed in his plan, but her kidnapping went badly.  Askier enjoys her company and her polite manners and since his Trial, the two of them have made up and Askier has offered to teach the young female how to fight wither her fists.  Following his time at Itar's hands, Siha has taken a motherly approach to Askier, often singing him lullabies when the Garlean cannot sleep due to his nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Erik Mynhier]]'' - The Red Wings Unit Captain. Askier first approached him planning on toying with him and setting up a game of cat and mouse between the two.  He had heard rumors of Erik's delight of challenges and hoped that by setting up a system of rules with the man, his plot would succeed with ease since he viewed Erik's network of agents as the only true threat to his operation.  However, Askier discovered he and Erik were kindred spirits and, to his own surprise, found himself liking the man, who even honestly said, they could have been friends if it hadn't been for Askier's desire to destroy Ul'dah.  Erik is now Askier's commanding officer in the Red Wings, and, although the rank difference has caused Askier to view Erik as a superior first and friend second, the miqot'e still has the deepest respect and appreciation for the man.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Grieving Hound]]'' - Askier's deceased friend.  She is reserved, tall, and bluntly honest to a fault.  The two first met when they both applied for the Harbingers of Dawn Free Company on the same day.  They decided to patrol the roads near Limsa Lominsa together and keep them safe, destroying several gnoll war parties.  There was an instant connection between them and they often drank together, laughing and recalling their adventures.  They endured much together, but they eventually became  enemies towards the end of her life, Hound choosing to walk in the shadows and Askier trying to change himself for the better.  She was killed by Jin'li's poison and, although Askier will not admit it, he wept for her when he learned of her demise&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Raven Gorehand]]'' - A tall,female summoner with a powerful affinity for magic and a friend of both Hound and Askier. She was killed by Jin'li and her brother currently uses her name in honor of her. Askier respects the Gorehand family immensely and will always be appreciative for their help.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Enemies&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Delial Grimsong]]'' - A tall, secretive woman Askier first met in Uldah looking for recruits.  Askier promised to use his network of spies to find Delial's brother in exchange for her help.  Since then, she has become one of his most valued allies.  While they don't agree on specific tactics, or Askier's wardrobe, the two share a similar world view and Askier finds her ruthlessness for the sake of family immensely refreshing.  He enjoys speaking and joking with her though he knows that she finds him rather naive; but Askier is okay with that.  Delial is not the kind of woman you show all your cards to right away.  The two, however, had a falling out.  Askier hired Crim to help kidnap Roen to keep her safe, despite Delial making the two males swear they would not ever touch Roen.  As a result of Crim's torturing Askier and Roen, Delial was forced to kill Crim once the two captives were free.  She believes that Askier betrayed her and he is to blame for Itar's death, despite the fact Askier was a victim of Itar's madness.  The two agreed to met in Drybone, during which time Askier snapped when Delial put a knife to his throat, suffering from a massive PTSD episode and the miqo'te beat her violently before Saravena and Kahn'a had to drag him away.  The former allies have met several times since Drybone.  During these meetings, Askier learned Delial bears the mark Itar had, and that the two of them are connected until they die, neither able to kill or lie.  Once Askier learned this, he used it to his advantage and had Delial meet with him, to tell her what Itar did to him and Roen and finally make the female see the truth.  Although there is still bad blood between them, the two are now, at the very least, able to be civil towards one another.  Askier event went so far as to give her thirty-six gil and his favorite coat for the female's name day, feeling sorry for her when he learned what losing Itar had meant to the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Itarliht Syhrkoensyn]]'' - A massive Roe who spoke up for Askier at his trial.  After Askier faked his death, Itar hunted for Askier, seeking to offer his help, feeling they were kindred spirits.  Once Askier returned to Ul'dah, Askier learned of the connection he two had through the marks they both bore.  Askier once enjoyed the company of the blunt but incredibly intelligent Roe. Askier, once, fondly called him &amp;quot;Big Guy.&amp;quot;  Askier and Itar abducted Roen as part of plot to keep her safe.  However, itar went insane and forced Roen to do things the miqo'te found despicable, borderline torture, and confronted his former friend.  The two became livid and fought, culminating with Askier forced to surrender to save Roen's life, though not before he blew off his own arm.  The Roe brutally tortured and maimed Askier, flaying hugs swaths of his flesh.  Itar eventually returned Roen and Askier and was then slain by Delial.  Askier hates the male and will forever be forced to remember the dead Roe when he looks at his own flesh or when his nightmares haunt his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Adin Adonis]]''  Askier's Employer and former commanding officer inside the Imperial Military.  Was killed in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Jin'li Epinoch]]''  Adin and Rema's slave and prize operative.  The kit suffers from numerous disease and is very sickly, but is a lethal shot with a gunblade.  It was Jin'li who watched over Askier's sister for two years and helped Askier ship in his needed magitek parts.  Askier hates the male with a burning passion and wishes to kill Jin'li should they ever meet again, especially since learning that Jin'li survived the attack in Ul'dah that kill Adin and hacked off Rema's head.  He is Askier's half-brother through their mother but neither knows it, despite the similar facial features they have.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Drumstick]]'' - A young chocobo Askier purchased when he and his sister first fled the Empire.  The mount has been with Askier through thick and thin and has saved Askier's life on several occasions.  Askier cares a lot for the bird and would be devastated if anything happened to him, despite the fact Askier named the bird 'Drumstick' to remind him which part to eat first if the miqo'te were ever starving.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Sizha'to Chalahko]]'' -  A male Keeper whom Askier wronged once.  He has apologized to Sizha'to for his mistake and makes an effort to be as civil as possible whenever they cross paths.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Roen Deneith]]'' -  A woman whom Askier knew very little about.  He encountered her once while acting as security for Delial at a meeting and Roen made a negative impression on him then.  Askier was planning on not meeting her ever again if he could help it.  Problem was, he couldn't help it. He was hired to kidnap Roen to keep her safe as part of  plot concocted by one of her friends.  Askier agreed but his hired help, Itar, went crazy, taking Roen and Askier and torturing them.  The two were freed and Itar slain but not before permanent damage to them both were done.  Askier respects the woman.  Recently, Askier discovered she was imprisoned by the Sultansworn for alleged desertion after she fled Ul'dah to try and recover from her ordeal at Itar's hands.  He plans on making sure she may walk free again.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Common Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;Askier can't read.&amp;quot;'' It's a lie Askier tells about himself.&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;How can someone drink that much and be okay with themselves?&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;I'd say it's not normal for someone to always be this much fun to be around, but I'm having such a good time!&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;I can't keep straight which color is his real hair color.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;Don't make him mad, he'll snap your neck soon as look at ya.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
*  ''&amp;quot; The man faked his own death and went into hiding because some Garlean spy master was trying to kill him and his friends that he set up that bomb in Ul'dah to save his sister for them.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;I heard Askier knows how to destroy a city with a device of brass and magic.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;More than one of that man's drinking buddies have been found dead the next morning.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;Word is he killed some of his own friends the day he deserted the Garlean Empire. &amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;  font-size: 9pt;  text-transform: uppercase;  letter-spacing: 2pt;  border-top: 1px solid black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PC Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''&amp;quot;Look upon his maimed form and know that every lapse in thought and judgement has taken from him some piece of his body, some piece of his mind. A man who cannot think through action is not long for this world, particularly a man in a profession such as his. I want to pity him. I cannot.&amp;quot;'' - [[Delial Grimsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I dare you to call him weak! That he is fighting with all his might to mend his tormented mind ought to prove that his inner strength is that of a battle-hardened warrior. If you ever hold any ill-will against him, I suggest you watch your back ''very'' carefully.&amp;quot;'' - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I blame Askier.&amp;quot;'' - [[Osric Melkire]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Grab this box, bring it back to Ul'dah,&amp;quot; he said... Askier started this rock rolling and it has not quit! I'll never forget the change that he brought out of me, he's helped me become more than I ever thought I could be. For this, I will always be grateful. Dinner? What about dinner? Oh... Sorry I don't kiss and tell.~&amp;quot;'' - [[Kanaria Galanodel]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot; &amp;quot;He has suffered for one of my masters before, and he shall do so again in time.&amp;quot;'' - [[Jin'li Epinoch]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it.&amp;quot;'' - [[Grieving Hound]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Ever since I've heard of this guy trying to invade Ul'dah, the things following it haven't been good. He brought his baggage with him and it has been nothing but one event after another that have put lives of those he calls friends in danger. Call me unfair all you want, I'm pinning all this shite that has happened thus far on this guy, and I don't see how his -friends- can't see that.&amp;quot;'' - [[Sizha'to Chalahko]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Aye, he has done me wrong. But when I asked him not to die, he promised me he would live, even when death was the easier choice. He has suffered enough in my eyes.&amp;quot;'' - [[Roen Deneith]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Squawk!&amp;quot;'' - [[Drumstick]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Is closest and dearest friend. Vorry about him because alvays is getting hurt. Hope can alvays be there to put back together. Is nothing that vould not do for him.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;He's too trusting, something I didn't even think was possible for a Garlean. It's a shame it keeps biting him in the ass... though I suppose I've had my part in that as well.&amp;quot; - [[Natalie Mcbeef]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;He's a good sand moogle .. aside from that I'll have to let you know once I get to know him better..&amp;quot; '' - [[Leilani Belle]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''The Mergrey guy?  I think I met him once.. he seemed kind of skittish, and like he needed some friends!&amp;quot; '' - [[Aya Foxheart]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I owe him. More than I can tell you.&amp;quot; '' - [[Warren Castille]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I do not appreciate how his little 'toys' keep getting where they do not belong.&amp;quot;'' - [[Coatleque Crofte]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;He smells... Odd. However, he did get me out of a bad situation, so I am in his dept. I also find myself curious about him; I may be seeing him again.&amp;quot; - [[Kiht Jakkya]] &lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;History/Timeline&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier was born in the Garlean Empire to Ven'li and a female he knows nothing about.  His mother stuck around long enough to birth him and recover before leaving Askier with his father.  Ven'li was stationed in an open plan and was responsible for taming chocobos.  Ven'li was a distant father and Askier only remembers him from his smell of booze.  Askier's sister, Saravena, was born five years after he was to another female.  Askier's father was killed when Askier was six.  Askier was sent to live with his father's brother, who was a woodcutter near a river.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life in the Garlean Lumber Camp''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next 10 years, Askier and Saravena lived relatively uneventful lives.  They helped their uncle deforest large swathes of the land to send the lumber down river for the Garlean war machine and learned simple schooling from traveling scholars.  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This simple life was violently interrupted when a group of anti-imperial soldiers assaulted the camp and burned many of the workes and the woods in an attempt to hurt the lumber supply to the Garlean military.  Askier and Saravena escaped but their uncle was lost in the flames.  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lost, the pair eventually reached a city. There starving, and forced with some unpleasant options, Askier enlisted to serve the army to earn money for his little sister to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier would spend the next four years being bounced around from one tour of duty to the next.  During that time, he took to learning about magitek and started messing around with spare parts he stole.  He discovered he was rather good with making random parts work together and his tinkering eventually caught the eye of an officer in the engineering branch.  The officer had Askier transferred to his unit and Askier quickly excelled in his new job, causing a good amount of interest amongst the military brass when it came to new explosive devices.  One such device of Askier's was loaded aboard a Garlean airship and was planned on being us the day of the Calamity, destroying his device before it could be detonated.&lt;br /&gt;
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At seeing the immense power of the primal that day, Askier deserted his post, concerned only with keeping his sister safe.  He returned home and fled with her south till they came to Eorzea, where they lived as traveling mercenaries for three years.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life as a freelance mercenary''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Life as a freelance mercenary was good for Askier and Saravena.  They travelled and used their coin to live well.  Askier began drinking more and more heavily during this time, much to the concern of his sister, who was unable to stop him.  Askier used the money he made to keep his sister well taken care off as he spent the left over research what few books he could afford, trying to better himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier also tried to put his past behind him, and, while he still continued to study bomb making with the few books he could find written about magitek, it was simply for academic reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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He was enjoying his life and considered himself extremely lucky.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life as a Garlean Saboteur''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But the good luck ran out.  Askier was recognized by a Garlean spy near Ul'dah and, after tailing Askier, came up with a plan. He forces Askier to build another bomb, in Ul'dah.  Askier refused initially but the agent took Askier's sister hostage and made the demand: &amp;quot;destroy Ul'dah or she dies&amp;quot;.  Askier gave in immediately for his sister and has been working on building his bomb for over a year and a half, shipping in the needed parts slowly and piece by piece to avoid attention.&lt;br /&gt;
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((Askier's IC summary of Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot;))&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To whomever finds this, This may be my last time sitting down to write, and I will be considering this as my last testament.   The purpose of this testament is to chronicle the past two years, and, more specifically, the past few weeks that have led to me sitting in this cell.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I begin when Saravena was taken, as that was the catalyst for all of this.  Saravena and I had been wandering and working as mercenaries for the three years after my desertion from the Empire following the calamity. &lt;br /&gt;
It was a good life.  However, my drunkenness proved our undoing.  Like my father, the drink is my vice and I was drunk and loud too often back then.  A servant of my former captain during my years in service to the Empire, hence forth referred to as “my employer”, recognized me. I do not know how long they followed after us, or planned, but they struck without warning.  Saravena found a knife to her throat and I with a choice many say should have been harder to make than I found it to be.  I agreed to save Saravena’s life by destroying Ul’dah with a bomb of my own creation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next two years, I moved in secret, slowing shipping in my needed parts a few at a time to keep myself from drawing unwanted attention to myself.  I joined the Harbingers of Dawn during this time, hoping to find companionship to distract my mind from what I was doing.  Although I found most inside the Free Company to be as full of schemes as I, I did find a few genuine companions, though only one I felt comfortable telling everything to, which I did.  Hound, I know you cannot read and I apologize for lying to you about me not being able to do so for so long, but if this should ever be read aloud to you, know you are more than a friend, you are family.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hound hinted I should stop and try to find another way, but I dismissed her.  What could the two of us do against “my employers” shadows?  I was afraid and continued on, though I regret now not heeding her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was allowed to see my sister during these two years on rare occasions.  Always at a location “my employer’s” slave, Jin’li, picked, and only for a few moments.  I began to grow impatient, wanting her back.I started making ripples in my haste. &lt;br /&gt;
Ripples Erik Mynhier began to detect. I realized this and grew angry. I was too close.  So I made a move that, in hindsight, saved both Saravena and all of Ul’dah: I confronted Erik.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Erik, should you see this, know that I have always judged a leader by how his enemies view him and his men revere him.  'A friend to all' is the title I bestow upon you.  I came to you, trying to trick you into playing this game by my rules, to bend you to my will.  But even then you showed me respect as I revealed half-truths to you.  I should have realized then, when you let me walk away, that you had already won.  You had already placed your prize pieces upon the board,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kahn'a Od'hilkas and Osric Melkire.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Erik, I don’t know how many moves ahead of me you were or how you intercepted Jin’li’s letter to me, but you played it all so well.  There I stood, in Vesper Bay, waiting for the shipping manifest from Jin’li that would reveal where I was to find the final three parts for my device.  I recall how my allies and Delial Grimsong… I do not call Delial an ally because she is something more, a schemer as great as myself and as close a friend as one can have with such a dangerous creature.  She was using me to help her own ends as much as she aided me out of a kindred bond to save our siblings.  I have digressed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There we stood, with the manifest in hand, my eyes reading over it greedily, when Kahn’a and his allies attacked us.  Looking back, I realize just how far Kahn’a has come since Vesper Bay. Back then he was just a scared kit while now he… during Vesper Bay, he was no real threat.  The only reason I lost the manifest was a result of the hyur the woman, Daphine, smashing my eye with her book and Osric attacking my flank while I recoiled in pain.  Osric certainly would have captured me and ended it all then and there had my chocobo, Drumstick, not come to my aid.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After Vesper Bay, I nursed my wounds in secret.  Delial did what she could for me, but my eye never healed properly, and even now, bright light causes it to weep blood profusely.  I wanted revenge and so  I hunted for it during the week until my last three parts would arrive.  I found Kahn’a in an alley and thrashed him violently, hoping that my assault would stop Kahn’a for good.  Instead, my violence caught the eye of my Harbinger of Dawn superior, S’honji, and his friend at the time, Kanaria Galanodel. Eager for more guards to help me recover my packages, I lied to them both, pleading for help recovering my shipments for “my employer” saying they were harmless artifacts.  S’honji immediately mistrusted me, but Kanaria seemed to be eager to help a man in need. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My allies gathered at the “Coffin and Coffer”, being Delial,Hound, Siha, Kanaria, and S’honji. Everything should have been easy.  We split into two parties.  Delial, Kanaria and Shonji went to The Silver Bazaar. Hound, Siha, and I went to Crescent Cove.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Just as I had recovered my second part and planned to kidnap Siha, Kahn’a arrived.  Hound then stepped forward and raised her axe against me.  Outnumbered four-to-one, I was forced to swim for it with my part.  Wet and half-naked, I rendezvoused back in Ul’dah with Delial’s team where we secured the two parts we had recovered and then proceeded to location number three, the graveyard near Camp Drybone.   Osric,Hound, Siha, Kah’na, Daphine, and Jana were waiting for us.  After a standoff, we came to blows, though it was my party that was forced to yield, all of us bloodied and beaten, save Kanaria, who proved to be a more dangerous combatant then I had ever expected,certainly more than S’honji, who fell to Osric’s blows swiftly.  I broke Osric’s knee before fleeing on Drumstick once more, a battered Delial thrown unceremoniously across my saddle.&lt;br /&gt;
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That night, I finished the bomb, even without the third part.  As my lethal creation hummed intolife and the sinister glow burned into my eye, I will admit I felt pride at all I had accomplished. I had almost, single-handedly, done the impossible, something the might of the entire Imperial military had not been able to do:  I had Ul’dah by the throat.  In that moment, I was akin to Bahamut, a force of sheer destruction unable to be stopped.  The timer on my bomb was ticking and would detonate in one week.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Then my heart sank and my stomach twisted into knots as I realized, without a shred of doubt, I didn’t want to go through with my plan.  The reality of what setting the device off would do, and what would happen to Saravena if I didn't let it go off, slammed into me.  Depressed and confused, I started to drown my emotions in alcohol.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next week, a war raged inside my mind, part of me playing the demon.  I encountered Kahn’ain the streets of Ul’dah and my companion Raven and I tormented him, trying to break him of his will to fight.  But I saw in his eyes he wasn’t afraid anymore. He was fighting back and I felt fear. I began to grow confused, and in my confusion, I acted, proceeding in an action that had repercussions in my mind and added fuel to my doubt.  I might have even killed Kahn’a at that moment had Kanaria not intervened.  I left, my mind wrapped in the fog of doubt and no amount of fiery liquor could burn the fog away.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My conscious rose up in me, begging me to seek help.  But from who? Hound had betrayed me and it would be some time till we mended our relationship.  I thought I was alone again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I wasn’t.  I know now that Kanaria was working with Kahn’a, but she found me sitting on some crates and managed to wring the truth of my goals and who I was from my lips without a bit of force. I was so desperate and wracked by guilt I needed to confess.  Kanaria’s response amazed me.  She did not shun me, but offered to help me to the bitter end.   I left her, still confused but with the realization I wasn’t alone. I wanted to see Kanaria again, to talk to someone.  She used this desire to break down my defenses and convinced me to meet with Kahn’a and Osric. During the meeting, I gave them a copy of the book I had written on explosive magitek as a token of good will. In return, Osric offered a plan:&lt;br /&gt;
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Ask &amp;quot;my employer” to let me see my sister one last time, but instead of me going, he would and free my sister while I waited with my bomb, swearing to disarm it the moment Saravena was safe.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That night, after the meeting, as I drank by the light of my bomb, I smiled. I remember it.  For the first time in a long time, I saw a light at the end of this tunnel and it wasn’t a light of destruction.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But the truce nearly failed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I had gathered my allies and Delial, still not entirely trusting Kahn’a and Osric.  Kahn’a arrived with his troops and my mind immediately took it as betrayal but I waited.  I was willing to humor them as they looked on at my bomb with terror. But then I heard Kahn’a say the words that broke my will that night.  He looked straight at me and uttered: “Saravena is dead, Askier.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My mind snapped, I started dancing around, cackling, wanting to kill everyone and everything, wanting to set off the bomb, and I know I would have, had Kanaria not held me back. My allies and Delial refused to fight, they heard Kahn’a as he tried to explain Saravena was, in fact, still alive; that Osric had saved her after all.  In my grief I failed to hear, and I was shot by Kahn’a’s arrow.  After that, I remember very little as Daphine drugged me.  But I know the bomb was disarmed and I was taken to this cell, where I have resided this past week, thinking.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was visited later by Kanaria and Kahn’a, who brought in an unconscious Saravena and placed her in my arms. Osric had kept up his end of the bargain, though they had almost lost her.  I confess I wept for hours, both relieved that she was safe again after two years and ashamed for nearly breaking my end of the truce.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But Jin’li isn’t done with me it seems.  He still lives and conspires for “my employer.”  If I ever see that runt again, I’ll sink my teeth into his throat and tear it out. Kahn’a and Osric tell me that Kahn’a is being forced to play a game for“my employer” much like the one I was forced to, though this time, it is not Ul’dah he wants destroyed, it is me for failing him and letting Osric make a fool out of him. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  I feel no hatred for Osric, Kanaria, or Kahn’a. Rather I view them as family.  They simply tried to keep what they cared for safe and they were willing to help out a total stranger and his sister while doing so.  How could I ever judge someone for that?  Kahn’a especially has gone from my greatest foe to something I find myself surprised by.  Raven, Kanaria, Osric, Hound, Kahn’a, Vali,even you Delial, I owe you all a debt I can never repay but will try.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have one last scheme to play.  One, that if all goes well, will free me forever from this madman, though the price will by high for some near to me, but they have agreed and once again I am left in awe of their selflessness.  I will stand trial soon and accept my punishment, be it acceptable to me. S’honji plans to convict me and execute me, but I have no plan on dying.  Not until I return “my employer” for his years of kindness.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In conclusion, I did not write this for pity or forgiveness.  In truth, part of me will always be proud of what I have accomplished, though I am grateful that I never had to set off my device.  No, I write this so that, no matter how history remembers me, there will always be a record from my own pen that proves that I am nothing more than a simple Garlean miqot’e, whom was fallible, foolish, and devoted to those he loves.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier Mergrey, &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Trial by Gunblade Fire''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier went to trial for his crimes during the &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept&amp;quot; but he went to live and be free, not suffer S'honji's punishment.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Kahn'a was confronted by Jin'li and forced to play the very game Askier had been.  This time, however, Askier was the target, and those Kahn'a cared about most were the hostages.  Kahn'a came to Osric and Kanaria and told them, and the three worked out a way to trick Jin'li and free Askier from Jin'li's master.  They would fake Askier's death in front of everyone.  Askier was asked to trust Kahn'a to shoot at hi with the gunblade Jin'li had given him.  Askier, seeing the young male forced to make the same type of choice he was and realizing the risk Kahn'a was taking to spare his life, agreed without hesitation, having come to trust Kahn'a, Kanaria, and Osric completely.  The only other person who was to know was Saravena.  During the trial, Askier stood mostly silent, letting those who would speak for him do so.  They added to the plan.  Then Askier stepped forward, giving Kahn'a a shot he couldn't miss.  The other male took it and hit the metal covering they had slipped under Askier's shirt.  Askier flew backwards into Osric, who pinched a set of nerves, sending Askier into a state of near death.  To add to the effect, Askier bit a whole in his tongue to let blood ooze out.  Osric rushed Askier away and revived him, though the bruising from the shot forced Askier to limp. Osric escorted Askier to an airship and sent him to Limsa.  Askier, in immense pain, passed out aboard the ship, a free man for the first time in years.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life After Death''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier arrived in Limsa and kept a low profile.  But Adin and Jin'li were no fools.  They hunted Askier down and shot Askier off a cliff after tricking Osric into revealing Askier was alive.  Askier fell from the cliff and saw the starry heavens and during that moment, a mark was burned onto the back of his neck before he slammed into the ocean and lost consciousness for several days as Osric's siblings saved him and took him to Lady Grace for healing.  During that time, Osric, Kahn'a, and Kanaria hunted down Adin and Jin'li and killed them both.  When Askier awoke, his ruined eye was fixed by Lady Grace's healer and his wounds as well.  He rejoiced when he learned he was a truly free miqo'te.  He returned to Ul'dah, where he encountered Adin's replacement, Rema, briefly as she told him she was calling off the attacks on Ul'dah for a time.  Askier now calls Ul'dah his home and was looking to relax.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Slipping into old ways''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But that was not to last.  Askier encountered the massive Roe Itarliht Syhrkoensyn, who mentioned the mark on Askier's neck and explained they were both part of a small collection of similar fellows with similar marks.  Askier has agreed to help his new allies discover the purpose of the marks.  But Itar was not done with Askier.  Itar informed Askier there were several old allies of Askier's in need of aid and Askier offered to help without hesitation, even if doing so might reawaken his negative image amongst certain people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Meanwhile, Askier was contacted to identify the explosive used on Lady Grace's ship.  Askier agreed and determined the device but was accused of setting it himself and snapped angrily, viewing the cheap explosive beneath him.  Askier has sworn to prove to Lady Grace how talented his skills are one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Time as a Terrible Kidnapper and Torture and Freedom''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Askier worked odds jobs for awhile, growing bored and listless, wanting the action he had come to enjoy, almost crave like a drug, during the past five years.  Osric kept telling him to stay out of trouble, but the problem was, Askier wanted trouble, wanted the trill of being at the edge.  And Askier finally got his chance and he pounced on it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier was approached by a member of the Brass Blades to abduct Roen Deneith and detain her long enough to draw out a wanted fugitive so the fugitive could be killed.  Askier pretended to take the job for the massive amount of gil he was promised, but, in truth, Askier really just wanted the job to make him feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier had planned to take his time organizing and setting up a proper job, but while Askier was trying to recruit the first of his hired muscle, Itar, Roen walked up to them and the pair of males tricked her, hit her over the head with a shovel, drugged her, and rode north to Coerthas to hide.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier had planned on the kidnapping being a rather pleasant affair, even going so far as to purchase whiskey and books for Roen to pass the time.  But Crim had other ideas.  The Roe proved merciless in his actions, forcing Roen to engage in acts that borderlined on torture, acts that left Askier uncomfortable.  Askier attempted to repair the damage done by Crim by offering aid to Roen's brother but Crim snapped and took to punishing Roen. Askier reached his limit, furious at the way Crim was treating the hyur female and threw a bottle at Crim's head.  Crim turned on the miqo'te and the two males fought, parts of the house being blown to bits by explosives.  &lt;br /&gt;
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The fight ended with Crim, Roen, and Askier outside the house in the whirling snows, Crim pressing a sword to the female's throat, swearing to kill her if Askier did no drop his explosives.  Askier had his mount, Drumstick, flee to act as message to anyone who would look for him before he took out a linkpearl from his ear and removed all but one explosive from his person.  Askier then pulled the pin on the last explosive and blew his left arm off to the shoulder, doing so for several reasons.  Crim was forced to abandon the building and took a wagon loaded with Askier and Roen south where they stole a boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The three sailed for a couple weeks, during that time Askier was violently tortured, an experience he will never forget.  Askier and Roen were rescued and Crim slain during an exchange on the docks of Crescent Cove.  Askier was healed over an extended period of time, though his mind is still suffering as he tries to come to terms with what happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Joining the Red Wings''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Following Askier's release, Kahn'a offered Askier a chance to keep himself busy by joining the Red Wings.  Askier agreed to do so, so desperate to find a means of work to keep his brain off the memories of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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During the past months Askier has been slowly recovering mentally and has generall regained full, functional mental control over his mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Blood on the Sands''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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However, Askier's recovery coincided with the return of Jin'li and his revenge upon the city of Ul'dah.  Askier watched, almost helplessly, as his &amp;quot;family&amp;quot; was ensnared in Jin'li's plots and plans and he saw Osric forced to turn on the city he loved.  Feeling powerless, the half-craxed miqo'te formed a plan to slip into an Imperial Castrum to steal a special tool he needed to disarm Jin'li's magitek collars and free his famiy.  The plan was a success thanks to his allies and he disarmed the collars and removed Jin'li's grip over Ul'dah.  He also stole a magitek arm from the Castrum.&lt;br /&gt;
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With Jin'li's death, however, all was not well.  Askier learned two things.  First, Jin'li had been his half brother and feels forever tainted by tht knowledge.  Second, he received a letter Jin'li had desired sentt hi former fincee, Ashwynn Adonis, a woman he had not seen in 5 years and daughter to Adin Adonis.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''A New Arm, a re-kindled love, and a new outlook on life''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In the following weeks after Jin'li's death, Askier became incredibly close to his friend Alexei Volkov, cnfiding in the hyur a great deal and seeking his advice about how to proceed with his life.  I was Alexei whom attatched the mechanical arm to Askier's body and Alexei continues to tweak the arm and check in on Askier's physical and mental health.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Askier was there for Alexei when his own mental conditioning began to decay and Askier has promised the hyur he will help him however he can.&lt;br /&gt;
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Meanwhile, his former fiancee, Ashwynn Adonis, was run off from the Empire, her father's dead enemies nipping at her heels.  The female ws forced to flee and encountered Alexei by chance while looking for Askier.  Askier went to her, confussed, scared and wanting to see her after so long apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Their initial encounter was far from pleasent.  Both blamed one another for the seperation nd 5 years of confussed emotions tore into one another.  ASkier almost stormed out.  But couldn't make himself.  At last they agreed to see what would happen now that she was here and in need of a safe place.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since then, Askier's dormant affections for the female of come burning out and he is eagerly spending as much time with her as possible when able.  The female is a bit distant at times but seems to be reciporcating the emotions and they have resumed sharing the same bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ashwynn recently learned of the horrors commited by her father, and his servant,, Jin'li.  She had been blissfully seperted from her father's dark ambitions and, while hurt by the news she didn't know her father entirly, bears no ill will towards Askier or the others for his death.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Music I rp Askier with:&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTuhuon1j6U Voltaire - When You're Evil]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F90Cw4l-8NY&amp;amp;feature=kp Bastille - Pompeii]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xzir1B43I3E&amp;amp;feature=kp Freedom Call - Warriors]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2H4l9RpkwM&amp;amp;feature=kp Linkin Park - Breaking the Habit]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VK9qfVQ4Z04&amp;amp;feature=kp Within Temptation - Angels]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iL4mywCOJXA Grounds for Divorce - Elbow]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGnmuBOmL5I Otto Waalkes - Grund zum feiern ]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 10pt; margin: 10px 0 0 0; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;p style=&amp;quot;line-height: 170%; margin: 0 0 10px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Messy template of doom by: [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]''&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Ragnar</name></author>
		
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		<title>Delial Grimsong</title>
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| name = Delial Grimsong&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Delial_profile.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| caption = &amp;quot;Everyone dies, little dove. No one is ever truly free.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| title = The Witch&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ala Mhigo&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Highlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Nameday &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 6th Sun, Fourth Umbral Moon, 1542&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 35&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Rhalgr&lt;br /&gt;
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== Character ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== General Info ===&lt;br /&gt;
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This woman carries herself with the air of a woman who knows her place in the world and has been convinced, reluctantly perhaps, that she floats somewhere above most of those around her. Proud to the point of arrogance, Delial Grimsong bows to no man and serves no one without cause. &lt;br /&gt;
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NOTE: Delial Grimsong is not a Warrior of Light and does not possess the Echo, nor has she participated in any of the major events portrayed in-game or have any open affiliation with any relevant factions save for the Garlean Empire.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''(( Still very much a WIP so please pardon strange parts. Trying to flesh this out, I promise!! ))'''&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Appearance ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Delial is slight for a Highlander: her stature is short in comparison and her frame meager and less robust than many of her sisters, a fact which does irk her somewhat. Yet she makes it up with sheer confidence, known to be not at all modest about showing off what the Gods did see fit to give her. Her skin is a dark caramel and her hair is dark with violet undertones, especially in the sunlight. One of her eyes is a sharp yellow while the other is scarred to a milky white, clearly blinded by some injury which had left its mark across her brow and cheekbone. While she has no tattoos, she seems to mark her face with ritualistic lines regularly enough for it to seem a permanent fixture on her skin. In a nod to Ala Mhigan tradition, she's had her upper and lower canines filed into points.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her taste in clothing seems to vary between opulent robes and simple, if not somewhat revealing, blouses and camisoles. Her most prized possession may very well be her well-worn thigh boots, proud as she is of her shapely legs. She changes hairstyles fairly often but seems to favor tying it up and back or keeping it down about shoulder length with small beads and charms (bone perhaps?) woven into her locks.&lt;br /&gt;
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When she speaks, [http://youtu.be/ONLE1ZXe-S8 her voice] is fairly deep and has a touch of that breathy quality to it, a feature she tends to exaggerate when speaking with people she does not know very well. Despite being a Highlander, she does not speak with the expected Highlander dialect but with the sharper, clipped tones that speak to heavy exposure to Imperial influence. It can come off as forced, however, as she almost never slips into anything less than a formal, proper vocabulary, and does not speak with contractions or slang.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Personality &amp;amp; Philosophy ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Proud, vain, cut-throat and unapologetically hedonistic. These are the qualities Delial embodies, living her life mostly at her own pace with mostly her own desires at heart. She prides herself on being a strong, independent woman with loyalties and a sense of honor very clear to herself even if not to the people with whom she interacts. Selfish and self-serving, she tends to  have little reservation about using or harming others if doing so will get her closer to what she wants. Her moods are as fickle as the faces she wears: lies and falsehoods spoken through perfectly practiced smiles, plying flirtations and flattery or even bold-faced threats to bend people her way. Cruelty is not beyond her, nor is kindness should it suit her needs.&lt;br /&gt;
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It could be said, however, that much of her behavior is as much a lie as the words she twists, for though she puts herself forward as a wicked creature (and sometimes even seems to delight in the image), those who are closer to her might come to find that she has a tendency to become very attached to those she finds interesting and may find herself conflicted between her desire to attain her goals and a need for acceptance and comraderie. She maintains a bitter stance towards romantic inclinations ('sentiment' she says as if it were a vulgar thing) and finds blatant heroism and self-sacrifice to be utterly repulsive and useless. For all her brazen ways, she is terribly afraid of dying though she is unafraid of pain. Proud as she is of her ability to manipulate others, she is nowhere near as clever as she thinks and is just as prone to manipulations to herself, having an impulsive need to protect her pride at nearly any cost.&lt;br /&gt;
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Delial admires strength and conviction (even if it is misguided in her eyes) above all else, and spares little time or courtesy to those she feels are particularly weak-willed. Even if her morals are a little more on the grey side of things, she cannot abide actions such as rape or infanticide and is generally averse to the use of spells or drugs that can heavily impair or alter another's state of mind. Inhibiting a body is one thing, but she finds little sport in destroying minds.&lt;br /&gt;
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She is not shy about her sexuality and sees little shame in indulgence. She does, however, act adversely towards concepts such as 'love' and has a difficult time reciprocating affectionate behavior with all but a very select few. If she has ever suffered a desire to have children, she has done well enough to resist it so far. She might once have scoffed at the idea of monogamy but, as of late, she seems to have found an overwhelming fondness for one man in particular.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Religious Views ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Outwardly she may not seem a pious woman but Delial considers herself to be fairly devout. Like many Ala Mhigans, she worships Rhalgr the Destoyer chief among the Twelve. In her youth, however, she and her mother both fell under the sway of a different sort of god: the lesser moon Dalamud, the crimson meteor, which they took to believe was an avatar of Rhalgr's fury made manifest. Even after the Calamity and its subsequent destruction, Delial still pays regular homage to the fallen moon. Much of what she knows with regards to magick came from a hedge-witch under whom her mother and, by extension, Delial herself learned and worshipped.&lt;br /&gt;
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If she maintains an affiliation with the Lambs in the present day, she does well enough to hide it. &lt;br /&gt;
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== Combat ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Delial is very comfortable with small swords and blades though she seems to prefer spell casting over any actual physical combat, possibly because of the obvious disadvantage being half-blind might bring about. Her proficiencies seem to be with arcanima, albeit with a slightly bastardized form than what is taught in the Arcanist's Guild: more primitive and vulgar with techniques and sigils long designed to manipulate life-energies provided by the caster in the form of various bodily humours moreso than mere aetheric manipulation. As such, her abilities are handicapped somewhat and while she remains a capable damage dealer with her unorthodox spellwork, her ability to  heal with said spells is considerably less effective than those of one taught the &amp;quot;pure&amp;quot; geometries.&lt;br /&gt;
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NOTE: Delial's in-game class does not necessarily reflect what she can do ICly. Despite having Summoner at 50, I tend to view her as a potent Arcanist and a passable Scholar and that's really about it. Red Mage would probably be the best approximation to a classic FF class, so fingers crossed!!&lt;br /&gt;
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== Tendencies ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Other Notes ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*She is completely blind on her left side and as such she has a tendency to scan her surroundings quite often. As a rule she dislikes having others standing to her left and so she is careful about positioning herself near or around other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Those especially observant might note that her face paint is, in fact, made at least in part with blood. Sometimes it's there, sometimes it isn't, but always it smells just enough of blood.&lt;br /&gt;
::*While it is not common knowledge (yet), Delial was fairly heavily involved on the Garlean side of the conflicts in Ala Mhigo. Since the Imperials took over, Delial made it a mission of hers to help quell dissidents and the threat of rebellion and has had a hand in the kidnappings and murders of many suspected Resistance members.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Relationships ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Family ===&lt;br /&gt;
Delial rarely, if ever, speaks of her family and has taken great care to try and sever her ties to them. Attempts to track down her relatives may be made all the more difficult by the fact that she does not go by her maiden name of Blackstone. Feeling that the name was tainted by her family's chosen alleigances, she discarded it not long after the events of the Calamity.&lt;br /&gt;
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::*'''Garren Blackstone''': Father, formerly a priest of Rhalgr.  He was killed fairly early on in the upheaval of Ala Mhigo but was survived by his wife and children.&lt;br /&gt;
::*'''Lyra Blackstone''': Mother, midwife and self-appointed witch. Skilled with all manner of hedge-magics, it was through her that Delial learned much of what she knows and still practices. She commited suicide days after the Calamity.&lt;br /&gt;
::*'''Westor Blackstone''': Elder brother by two years, formerly a disciple of Rhalgr and secretly a member of the Fists of Rhalgr. Killed during a skirmish between Garlean forces and Resistance fighters. &lt;br /&gt;
::*'''Harvard Blackstone''': Younger brother, formerly a stablehand. The only other surviving member of Delial's immediate family, unknown how he was able to flee the violence in Ala Mhigo. Currently lives in works in Ul'dah as an errand boy and a retainer. He and his sister are not on speaking terms, but she remains fiercely protective of him. Their relationship has only become even more strained since he was kidnapped by a gang of angry women in league with the Resistance.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Player Standing ===&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Itarliht Syhrkoensyn]]''' - A powerful Roegadyn bruiser who was known to many as &amp;quot;The Crimson Mountain.&amp;quot; Delial knew him by the name 'Itarliht', a name which was strangely fitting considering that in their earliest of meetings she often joked of him being her White Knight. The two quickly became extremely close, with the Roegadyn pledging his blade and his life to her. It was he who ultimately convinced her to stand against [[Raelisanne Banurein]] and with his aid she reached out to Roen Deneith and Gharen Wolfsong to ally herself to them for that purpose. Unbeknownst to her, he would end up being hired to kidnap Deneith in a ploy to get at Wolfsong. Delial remained in denial over the whole affair until finally seeing him for herself: the White Knight she had fallen in love with cast aside in favor of the monstrous Crimson Mountain others saw him to be, with two broken captives at his back. Negotiations for Roen and Askier were successful when it was agreed that he and Delial could sail away together, but that did not come to be. Delial left that place alone and covered in his blood.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Orpheus Arkouda]]''' - A miqo'te to whom she owes her life. In years past they were at odd with one another, fighting on opposite sides of an especially bloody battle. That battle was nearly striken up anew when the two met once more in Limsa Lominsa. An unlikely friendship grew stronger still when he answered her call for help in her hour of greatest need and saved her life. He is one of the few she trusts completely and one of the few to whom her deepest secrets are known. At their last meeting, Delial learned that he had been cast out by his 'little wife' and, in an uncharacteristic show of compassion, did her best to console him for a most unexpected happening. He in turn extended an invitation for her to visit the tavern in which he had found work, The Laughing Lady, though she has yet to act upon it.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Roen Deneith]]''' - A Sultansworn turned Brass Blade. She and Delial have had complicated history which, in actuality, stretches back to Roen's infancy. Delial was first put on Roen's trail by Raelisanne Banurein and was instructed to keep an eye on her. The two quickly became friends and through her Delial was able to ascertain information with regards to the Resistance cell taking root in Thanalan. Through twisted words and emotional appeal, Delial strung the girl along until at last the final betrayal was played: Gharen Wolfsong was captured and given to Banurein, and then returned with the intent of having Banurein's experiment played out. With Itarliht's guidance, Delial has come back around to wanting to help Roen in being rid of Banurein for good. Perhaps it is that Roen knows Delial's true nature  better than she would like; perhaps it is that Delial does regret what was done to Gharen, and the way Roen herself has come a little more cold and jaded. Since Roen was returned from her kidnapping (at the hands of Askier, Itarliht, and one Natalie Mcbeef no less), Delial has sworn herself to aiding her and her brother.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Gharen Wolfsong]]''' - The son of an old clan and a man who appears to be a key figure in a small but resilient group of Resistance fighters in Ul'dah. With a bit of careful planning and a handful of sheer luck, Delial was able to subdue and capture Wolfsong for use by Miss Banurein. She revealed to him a secret involving the day his family was torn apart and would likely have been torn apart herself were the man not bound. It would seem that Banirein's experiment did not have its intended results and so Delial has been tasked with finding Wolfsong once more. She, in the company of Itarliht and Askier, met with Roen, Gharen, and Obsidian Hornet and it was there that Gharen finalized the decision for her: she would, as he put it, work for him... or else. With the matter of Roen's kidnapping resolved, however, it would appear that the two have entered into a truce of sorts, no longer wanting for each other's blood. Delial has promised him aid in doing whatever she can to make things right, and is currently posing inquiries about potential threats to Roen's safety. The two have, oddly, been getting along quite well.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Osric Melkire]]''' - A hyur with a knack for fisticuffs. He came to her with Jameson Taeros to ask her questions regarding Sultansworn involvement in the incident at the Nanawa Mines so many weeks ago. Much to her surprise, she saw the man again at the lichyard north of Camp Drybone, working against herself and the team assigned to retrieve the last of three packages Askier Mergrey wished to secure. While she has no conflict with the man directly, she knows that she is known to him, and has little reason to believe future encounters with the man will be pleasant. They have run into one another a few times recently though they parted with little more than idle threats and poisoned banter. Much to her surprise, however, he came forward with offers to help her with her dilemma with Banurein, and he was instrumental in pinpointing Itarliht as well as his hostages. She has thrown her lot in with him for want of Mcbeef's blood, and hopes to meet with him again to discuss this very matter. She has learned that he is under the thumb of a mysterious miqo'te who claims to have been in league with Askier during the Ul'dahn bomb plot.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]''' - A miqo'te archer, and a close friend to Askier. It cannot be said that the boy lacks loyalty and for that Delial cannot dislike him too much. She still  holds something of a grudge for being shot quite painfully when last they bore arms against one another. Since then, they have managed to share a few brisk conversations, and though she threatened Askier's life, he made no violent move against her. It would seem he sees the truth to Delial's words with regards to the one-eyed miqo'te, yet is hesitant to act upon them. Naive.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[A'rytiss Edar]]''' - A cheerful miqo'te conjurer with a knack for getting himself lost. Delial has incredibly mixed feelings about the boy she found nearly wandering blindly into an Imperial Castrum. She has since taken him on as her go-to healer, trusting few others to attend to her wounds and her troubles with so open and clear a mind as him, even if he is possibly the most naive person in Eorzea. This does not come without guilt, however, as healing leaves him drained and exhausted. He is one of the few people to which her attachment is almost purely emotional, though she is uncertain if her fondness for him is purely platonic or something more. Regardless, she has found herself in a position where wooing the boy would only put him in danger, and even the barest nontion of romance leaves the boy incredibly uncomfortable. It has been some time since she has seen him, likely thanks managing to avoid grievous injury even in her dealings with Ul'dahn authority and bomb threats.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]''' - A boy who loves a woman he shouldn't. Their relationship, if one can call it that, is complicated indeed, even more so after Delial confessed to having a played a critical part in the murders of his parents. He has persisted, however, and has even gone so far as to attempt to protect and later disarm Askier's magitek bomb himself, to some harm upon his  body. This flew straight in the face of her warning him to stay away, to keep their associations unknown lest she kill him for exposure. Having not seen him for some time, she was surprised to find him battered and cut, taking his return into her life as a ill omen considering the manner by which she was parted from Itarliht. Grudgingly, she healed the worst of his wounds only enter into a vocal argument with the boy. Her threats against him stand firm, just as his apparent determination to try and help her.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Enemies ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Raelisanne Banurein]]''' - Delial's employer and quite possibly the only person in Eorzea who she actually fears. The midlander is deceptively delicate looking with a deadly cold streak to her, manipulative and cunning to a near inhuman degree. It was she who set Delial on the hunt for the Resistance effort in Ul'dah and through her that she came to hunt Gharen Wolfsong, son of a clan she failed to end in the dying days of old Ala Mhigo. Delial is intensely uncomfortable with the woman's methods but, knowing well the power and information Banurein and her superiors hold, is at a loss to do anything but her bidding, especially knowing full well that Raelisanne knows far, far more about her and her family than anyone. Delial has been tasked with once more resuming the hunt for Gharen Wolfsong so that she may continue and possibly even complete her &amp;quot;experiment&amp;quot;... however, Delial has been convinced that her current course with this white-haired woman is not the one she need take and is currently attempting to reach out to those she and Banurein have wronged to seek out new options.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Askier Mergrey]]''' - A fellow Garlean. Delial warmed up to the man fairly quickly after their initial meeting and even ended up going so far as to try to defend him in his plot against Ul'dah, despite having warned him of its foolishness. Their relationship has soured considerably, however, after it was revealed that he was the one who kidnapped Roen, thereby going against her word, and somehow convinced Itarliht to go along with it. The two came to violence in Camp Drybone and, had it not been for the intervention of Volkov and allies, one may have ended up killing the other then and there. She has made it a priority to see the man die, or at least suffer greatly, for what she believes he did to turn Itarliht into the Crimson Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Brynhilde Wulf]]''' - A notorious figure within the Ala Mhigan Resistance. While she knows of Wulf largely only by name and reputation, they did have a chance meeting in Ul'dah wherein they shared a few barbed words. Although they could not be further than opposite on where they stand with regards to the state of their homeland (and, by extent, those who fight for it), Delial cannot help but hold a certain sense of respect for the woman. Powerful, intelligent, and obviously incredibly dedicated to her cause: Brynnhilde Wulf is Ala Mhigan, even if she is a traitor. Her capture would bring Delial a great amount of gil and more than likely a tremendous amount of favor with the Empire but she has made no plans to interfere with whatever it is the woman is doing in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Qaeli Varily]]''' - An acquaintance of Gharen's, and to some degree of Roen's. The silver haired woman was everything Delial did not expect of Roen's allies: bold, bloodthirsty, sharp as any blade and just as dangerous. Their encounter was brief but Delial left it broiling over her words. There are not many people who get under her skin, after all. Qaeli was hidden but present at the exchange for Wolfsong and ended up shooting Delial through her shoulder with an arrow while trying to get some answers with regards to the control mechanism that Delial activated and then destroyed. If she can keep out of the white-haired woman's way then Delial will be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Jameson Taeros]]''' - A nobleman and pawn of Raelisanne Banurein. Delial does not know him well enough to think much about this man. She was instructed to tell what she knew of the Nanawa Mine incident and together the two went to report to Osric Melkire in what was a ploy to attempt to discredit the Sultansworn involved (namely, Natalie Mcbeef, Kage Kiryuu, and Roen Deneith). Since then she has seen him but once, in attendance of Askier's trial. Yet it would appear that his influence - or rather, his involvement - with political matters in Ul'dah span far greater than she would have thought. For now, he remains but a potential lead on the path to destroying Banurein.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Natalie Mcbeef]]''' - An important figure in the Sultansworn of Ul'dah. To Delial, the woman is a brainless thug and she cannot understand how the few other Sultansworn she has spoken to can stand to follow the woman. She is transparent in her obliviousness, her lack of understanding, and in her clumsy way of insult. As far as Delial is concerned, the woman is a walking corpse. She has since learned of C'kayah Tia, a self-named &amp;quot;crime lord&amp;quot; to whom she is attached, as well as the abuses of power that has kept the man out of sight of the law. Intent on harming one or both to satisfy her grudge, Delial has since made inquiries after the man. McBeef is as good as dead in her eyes. She was also responsible for hiring Askier to kidnap Roen Deneith in a convoluted and ill-advised scheme to take Gharen Wolfsong's life. The repercussions have hit Delial hard (albeit not as hard as Roen) and did not help the bad blood that already existed between herself and the former Sultansworn. One day, Delial have her head.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' - A lalafellin goon of the Sultansworn. His protective attitudes towards Roen were obvious, as were his lack of understanding of the situation at hand. Delial watched him squirm while his superior instigated an interrogation. &amp;quot;It must be nice being a slave,&amp;quot; he said, failing to recognize the irony in his own words. She thinks little of the man, a fool following a fool, and should he become a further nuisance she will not hesitate to end him. He has been linked as another one of Mcbeef's weaknesses. Delial heard a rumor that he might be skulking about La Noscea in search of Roen but has not actually seen that snotty little man anywhere. Little does she know that she is looking for the wrong race.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Reverend Hakuga]]''' - A representative of the elusive Reverends, under whom Delial served briefly. While she once felt she owed them (and perhaps him in particular) for her freedom from imprisonment and potential execution in Coerthas, she has found working for them to be stifling. After a bloody confrontation with other unnamed agents, Delial has severed her ties and has not had any contact with Hakuga nor his peers ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Rumors ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Common Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;Unsettlin' is what I'd call 'er. She seems ta like that, though, gettin' a rise outta' people.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Woman hardly goes anywhere without those boots. Practically lives in them, but... Honestly, can you blame her?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Talks a big game. All talk, that one. I'm a nice guy. Why wouldn't she want to have dinner with me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;I don't know how she gets away with carrying that knife all over the place. She doesn't even hide it! What does she think she's going to do with it? Definitely not for opening letters, I'll tell you that much!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Moderate Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;Dark times for me, for a lot of people who weren't quite in their right minds. But I swear, I've seen her before... We'd meet, you see, and pray together. I think I've seen her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;It's a damned shame. Sometimes I see her squinting real hard at the market boards... Maybe her eyesight is worse than it looks?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;No, I ain't dealin'. But I know someone who does. She gives him business now and again - maybe once a moon or so, sometimes twice, never buys too much. But repeats are repeats, you know what I'm sayin'?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;That darlin' would hardly so much as touch anything but the house wine before, and even then she could hardly finish a glass. Lately, though...? Gotten a taste for finer spirits, I suppose, and plenty of them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Rare Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;There was to be a trial, and a hanging. She only attended one. It was another woman who hung that day, I swear on my mother's grave. That woman should be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Sinner! A sinner and nothing more! Grimsong is hardly a fitting name. Kinslayer ought do it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She'll come and stare at that boy - over there, him, do you see? She'll stare and never say a word. Whenever he leaves, she'll leave, too. Never together. She don't look the type to be intimidated by men.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Delial? That girl that lived up yonder? Oh, she and her mother were near inseparable! The same eyes, the same smile... even her laugh was just as dear Lyra's. Why do you ask? I've not seen her in years...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== PC Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;I want her to be happy. That's all. Is that truly too much to ask?&amp;quot; - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She has a way of weaving lies and truths seamlessly. It makes her more dangerous. I do not intend on doing much listening next time we cross paths.&amp;quot; - [[Roen Deneith]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She's ''looovely''. I could go crazy for this woman!  Probably best I don't if I want to remain unstabbed, but still!  Be careful.&amp;quot; - [[Chokho Viqqoh]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Grace incarnate and viper personified, that's Delial for you... that's what I thought. As for what I think....&amp;quot; - [[Osric Melkire]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Delial moved to the better end when the need was great, likely did she have her motives, yet she still did. You would be wise to remain vigilant around her, that said.&amp;quot; - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She's dangerous, cunning, ferocious, and will see her promise to see me dead to the bitter end. But I'll give her this, she is the kind of person I love to hate. &amp;quot; - [[Askier Mergrey]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Not someone I'd trust... but she's looking out for Roen. I need her help clearing Gharen's name.&amp;quot; - [[Kage Kiryuu]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She helped me find my sister an dealt with th' bastard tha' harmed her, an' while I cannae say we'll ever be friends, she dinnae need te worry about retribution from me any longer.&amp;quot; - [[Gharen Wolfsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;It came as no surprise that the kin-slayer should still live. But then, one doesn't earn a reputation such as hers without possessing no small amount of cunning. Her continued existence is evidence of the lack of justice in this world... T'is the one thing we have in common.&amp;quot; - [[Brynhilde Wulf]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Less angry.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== History/Timeline ==&lt;br /&gt;
(( In progress! ))&lt;br /&gt;
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== Potential Relationships ==&lt;br /&gt;
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::*Ala Mhigans, particularly those who were already young adults during the fall, could have known/remembered her.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Likewise, Garlean characters who might have helped conquer or maintain Garlean rule after might know of her.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Current or former resistance characters may know her as a criminal.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Characters who have had involvement with the Lambs of Dalamud might know her.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Additional/OOC ==&lt;br /&gt;
::*I am a huge nerd and here are some theme songs.&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://youtu.be/JU6cT88Por4 Walk on Vanity Ruins - Silent Hill 3 OST, Akira Yamaoka] - Mary Elizabeth McGlynn is totally Delial's voice.&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWR9MR5juWI You Know You Like It - AlunaGeorge]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://youtu.be/vKNcuTWzTVw How To Be A Heartbreaker - Marina and the Diamonds]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N8YQkq7Nr3U Mono - Silicone]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmeF4K-MelU The Crow - Dessa]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jyqWjl7GkCE The Rifle's Spiral - The Shins]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://youtu.be/RsQjC5zVnt8 Fall In Love - Phantogram]&lt;br /&gt;
::*Delial was my main throughout my time in WoW and she's being reincarnated here in a sense. So if you know me from Feathermoon, please feel free to say hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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| name = Osric Melkire&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Osric_by_Tiergan.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
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| caption = '&amp;quot;As I live, I'll serve.&amp;quot;'&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ul'dahn&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 25&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Patron Deity&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Oschon, The Wanderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Chief Flame Sergeant&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5' 8&amp;quot; / 162 Pz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Heterosexual&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Relatives&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = &amp;lt;ul&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Cenric (Father, Deceased)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Edith (Mother)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Tabitha (Sister, Deceased)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Danica &amp;amp; Corinna (Sisters, Twins)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Thomys (Brother)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/ul&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;BLOCKQUOTE&amp;gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;''&amp;quot;For the last time, that ain't my dagger he's carrying around in his bosom. If it was, he'd be dead. What kind of amateur sticks his pigs, anyway? You're supposed to slit their throats.&amp;quot;'' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;-- '''Osric''', nineteen cycles of age, caught standing over a wounded Yellowjacket.&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Chief Sergeant Osric Melkire''' (born 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon) is a Lominsan native who found his way to Ul'dah in search of refuge and employment. Driven from his home at the age of twenty, he stowed away on the first ferry to Vesper Bay and was immediately arrested upon arrival. His plea for asylum in exchange for lifetime enlistment with the Immortal Flames was granted; that he bore with him a letter of introduction from a former officer didn't hurt matters, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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Five cycles later, Osric now views Ul'dah as his home and has pledged himself to the Jewel of the Desert. &lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Fisticuffs&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sailing&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sleep&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Trashy novellas&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Abusers of Women and Children&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Monetarists&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Card sharps&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Injustice&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: [http://ffxiv.gamerescape.com/wiki/Meat_Miq%27abob Meat Miq'abob]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: [http://ffxiv.gamerescape.com/wiki/Pineapple_Juice Pineapple Juice]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Green&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;History&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Reputation&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;What, Melkire? Kid with the funny accent? Ain't he Lominsan?&amp;quot; -- ''Wymond''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Haven't seen the blighter in moons. Wonder where he's gone....&amp;quot; -- ''Rand, Brass Blade''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Rumors are rumors. I'm not one to substitute them for truth, and the truth is that the Sergeant is a good man.&amp;quot; -- ''Haruko Kokojo, Flame Corporal''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Uncommon Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Came rushing down the steps of the Hourglass one night, dressed head to toe like a Garlean...&amp;quot; -- ''Quicksand Patron''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Word is, he went over... uneasy. I'm uneasy, so I am. Not sure I want to be hearing from him anytime soon.&amp;quot; -- ''Momodi''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Man's a criminal. Petty thief, and a murderer to boot. Tried to run from Merlwyb, got as far as Vesper. So there he is, 'bout to have his brains painted all over the dock, right, when Raubahn himself shows up. Now Merlwyb, she grants Melkire one last request, as per the Lominsan custom, and Melkire, he challenges the General to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;single combat&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. Says if he wins, Raubahn's honor-bound to save his life. And the Bull, he &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;accepted&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and Melkire, he &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;won&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. So Raubahn holds up his end, see, beats the Admiral's hundred-man crew senseless and kicks Merlwyb herself back into the sea. Aye, that's how it happened, and don't let anyone tell you different.&amp;quot; -- ''Trachtoum the Tidus Slayer''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from Playable Characters, Feel Free to Add!)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I suspect he is a decent man. I could be wrong. He seems... decent. Yes.&amp;quot; - [[Delial Grimsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I want to be angry with him really badly, yet I understand the man was in shackles, and threw away what little freedom he had for a hope of redemption... Damn you Osric, I can't condone what you've been forced to do to protect your dear one, but I know you're a good man deep down... And my friend.&amp;quot; - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He gave me a lesson on survival once. It returned to me when I least expected it. Now I will never forget it.&amp;quot; - [[Roen Deneith]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I'd kill the Sultana herself if Osric ordered it; I owe him that much for all the times he's saved my sorry ass. He's one of the best things that ever happened to Ul'dah or me and I'll break anyone who says different, even though he does have an obsession with attacking from behind and dirt sandwiches. Those hurt by the way. &amp;quot; - [[Askier Mergrey]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;This man is a thief! He's stolen everything from me and will not give it back! Not that I really want any of it back, it's his to keep because I know he'll take very good care of what he's got. I'm keeping close tabs on my bottle of 'Pineapple Juice' though... That's mine! &amp;quot; - [[Kanaria Galanodel]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;This man has a way of getting through to people. I know he wants the best for everyone but I wish he'd realize that he didn't have to shoulder the burden alone. I mean, that's what we're here for. After knowing what I do now, I just realized how much he trusts me. I've got to make sure not to let him down.&amp;quot; - [[Sizha'to Chalahko]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;His jaw cries out to be connected to my fist. Also he's good at his job I guess.&amp;quot; - [[Natalie Mcbeef]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Master Adin gave him the gift of suffering, Master Rema gave him the gift of kindness.  The slave shall give him the gift of servitude.&amp;quot; - [[Jin'li Epinoch]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Reminded me vhat once cared for. Put me to good use, do not regret service.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I find his methods distasteful.  So long as his loyalties remain clear, I can overlook those failings.&amp;quot; - [[Coatleque Crofte]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I've got lots to say and ask him the next we meet. Lots of double standards to say the least.&amp;quot; - [[Kage Kiryuu]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;The Sergeant's intentions are in the right place. We can't find many of those nowadays.&amp;quot; - [[Xydane Vale]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He was so unassuming when I first met him, but I don't know what we'd do now without him.  He seems to know everything, and anything he doesn't know, he knows how to find out.&amp;quot; - [[Aya Foxheart]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He seems te be honest an' trustworthy enough, rare traits in a place such as Ul'dah, though, I get th' feelin' he won' be puttin' another knife te my throat any time soon.&amp;quot; - [[Gharen Wolfsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Osric? I owe him my life. See, we were in some trouble in Northern Thanalan, and a woman almost died. I thought with my heart and leapt to save her.I did, but I almost got myself killed as well. He in turned jumped to save me after sending a message back to deal with bigger trouble in Ul'dah, and most likely ended up saving both of us. I see him as a friend, though I don't know if he thinks of me as one, and I honestly want to be a little more like him. Thinking with my head instead of my heart.&amp;quot; - [[Zachary Evans]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He and I are of a kind, though I think he'd be loathe to admit it. I don't like him and I know he doesn't like me. Yet, in a perverse sort of way, I can trust him.&amp;quot; - [[C'kayah Tia]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Osric hasn't come by much lately, and I've heard some really ominous things.  Yes, I am worried.  For Osric, and for us.&amp;quot; - [[Aya Foxheart]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;An excellent customer! Rarely have I seen someone display such a fine appreciation for the dubious. I can only hope he finds his plot devices of value.&amp;quot; - [[Verad Bellveil]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;You got a problem with my brother? Take it up with Mister Scoopers.. I'll clean up what's left. Gah! I'm ruttin' hungry!&amp;quot; - [[Leilani Belle]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I pray for the day he can finally retire and stop getting into danger.&amp;quot; - [[Aldyet Lannis]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Seems alright. Man owes me a debt, which jus' means I like him more'n most.&amp;quot; - [[Cenric Amaril]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;After recent events, I wanted to hate him, but I can not. I can not be a hypocrite and say I would not go to extremes for the ones I love most. His sin is already done, so I say, let him redeem himself now.&amp;quot; [[Kiht Jakkya]] &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Daphine Rysen]] - &amp;quot;Longtime friend. I owe Madam Rysen more than anyone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Raandal Bennett]] - &amp;quot;Daphine's crazy fiancé and m'former free company leader.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiest Resad]] - &amp;quot;Kiest. Just... gods-damned Kiest. Bane of my existence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Andralyn Thatcher]] - &amp;quot;...I ain't gonna talk 'bout Lady Grace t'the likes of ''you''.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Mialyre Vance]] - &amp;quot;Ever wanted t'just lower your head in front of a cannon, set alight the fuse?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]] - &amp;quot;M'best friend, bar none.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Askier Mergrey]] - &amp;quot;M'worst enemy, bar none.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Zhavi Streetrunner]] - &amp;quot;...I owe her a debt.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Aya Foxheart]] - &amp;quot;Y'see Aya? That girl knows great service. Tip her well and often, y'hear?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[D'lyhhia Lhuil]] - &amp;quot;Thought I was done with little sisters. I thought wrong.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Xydane Vale]] - &amp;quot;Vale. Ruttin' Vale. Won't leave me alone. Won't let me leave ''him'' alone. Arse.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiht Jakkya]] - &amp;quot;More responsibility on her shoulders than I'm wantin' t'think about.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Endemerrin Rosethorne]] - &amp;quot;Master Rosethorne's a good man; I won't be listenin' to anythin' what says otherwise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Delainaut Merillat]] - &amp;quot;I regret ever draggin' that man to Limsa.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jameson Taeros]] - &amp;quot;That bastard? I'll show'm the meanin' o' &amp;quot;For Coin &amp;amp; Country&amp;quot;. He'll know it soon enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Delial Grimsong]] - &amp;quot;...damn her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Roen Deneith]] - &amp;quot;She'll pull through. Mythril, that one. Can't help but shine, and won't ever bend.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gharen Wolfsong]] - &amp;quot;...went near him again without a regiment and a gunblade. Gods damn it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Sizha'to Chalahko]] - &amp;quot;Sizzie! I love Sizzie! ...bastard doesn't love me back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Siha Xinkei]] - &amp;quot;Clever girl, Lady Siha. Eyes open and hands on your pockets, boys.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kanaria Galanodel]] - &amp;quot;Dayspring of my happiness.&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[S'honji Hayakawa]] - &amp;quot;He 'n' I are due for a little heart t'heart talk....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kage Kiryuu]] - &amp;quot;Lovestruck pup. Can't blame him for that... so I'll blame'm for the rest.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lanza Razaul]] - &amp;quot;Oi, it's Lanza, eh? He's an idiot. Loveable idiot, but still an idiot.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Liliana Nazareth]] - &amp;quot;Not often y'can call a superior officer &amp;quot;friend&amp;quot;, but hells, if she ain't one, then I'm at a loss for words.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[C'kayah Tia]] - &amp;quot;....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Natalie Mcbeef]] - &amp;quot;Went too far, her. Too gods-damned bloody far.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Zachary Evans]] - &amp;quot;He needs clothes. He needs clothes badly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gus Pumpkinweed]] - &amp;quot;Gus is a peach- PUMPKIN! I meant pumpkin!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leilani Belle]] - &amp;quot;Buttons is crazy. In a good way. That said, she outranks me, so I've reason for concern.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jin'li Epinoch]] - &amp;quot;Finished. Ended. Restin'.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Adin Adonus]] - &amp;quot;Monster. Tourin' the seven hells now. Good riddance t'bad rubbish.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lissa Belle]] - &amp;quot;If Leilani is crazy in a good way, then Lissa is good in a crazy way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Aldyet Lannis]] - &amp;quot;Y'look, and you'll see a fragile little girl. ''Y'pay attention,'' and you'll find steel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Alexei Volkov]] - &amp;quot;Consummate 'fessional.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Verad Bellveil]] - &amp;quot;I love that man. He's worth the time, trust me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Coatleque Crofte]] - &amp;quot;Green... but she's learnin'.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Blizzard Yuko]] - &amp;quot;No need t'be worryin' over that one. I took care of it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Unnamed Mercenary]] - &amp;quot;...ain't his name Franz?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Cenric Amaril]] - &amp;quot;Stiffed his own self! Turned down m'gil! Pffffhahahahaha!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Music&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DT-dxG4WWf4&amp;amp;feature=kp Mykonos - Fleet Foxes]&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ua8d3gDSXyc The Joke - Lifehouse]&lt;br /&gt;
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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eZJuXM0tGFk Death from Above - Machinae Supremacy]&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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Credit goes to '''Bancroft Gairn''' for the page template!&lt;br /&gt;
Credit goes to '''Tiergan Vashir''' for the avatar artwork!&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Askier Mergrey</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: /* PC Rumors */&lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Askier Mergrey&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Ffxiv 05302014 134807.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 300&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &amp;quot;What do you mean I shouldn't drink while building a bomb? If I mess up, we'll be dead so fast we won't know I messed up.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Garlean&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 31&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Nameday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 4th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = [[Althyk, the Keeper]]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Bomb making&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Online&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = After 9pm CST&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Server&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Character&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;General&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;((Askier was part of the Garlean Army the day of the Calamity, and, as a result, was not sent forward in time.))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;((Askier is gifted at building explosives))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((He did try to blow up Ul'dah - see &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot; for details&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((He is pardoned and is living in Ul'dah as his new home not staying out of trouble.  Sorry Osric. =p ))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((His alignment is Neutral as he does not believe in good or evil, just people making choices for reasons that make sense to themselves))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; (( Askier is missing his entire left arm due to setting off a grenade while trying to rescue Roen.))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((Askier is suffering from PTSD due to the intense torture he suffered at Crim's hands.  The main set off for his flash backs is anyone touching his tail.))&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier is a tall, attractive, 31 years old male, with slight wrinkles starting to be visible around his lips and eyes.  His ashen skin stands in stark contrast to the chestnut-brown hair he has come to let hang lose and messy since the end of his trial, feeling as if the different style reflects his new life.  His narrow face is covered in numerous scars and face paint that has no real meaning other than Askier thinks it looks rather awesome on himself.  His eyes shimmer a bright gold every time they catche the light.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The miqot'te's body is tall, taller than a fair number of hyur, and his body is taught and muscled from years of military service.  Should he be caught without a shirt on, a nasty collection of wicked looking scars cover the left side of his torso, as the result of falling off a chocobo onto a whiskey bottle inside his coat.  Scars, scabs, and callouses cover his hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Behavior&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier is a bizarre sort of character, often perceived as a naive individual.  He is quick to give a smile and even faster to offer to buy someone he has just met a drink as he tells terrible jokes.  He feels the most alive when other people around him laugh at something he has done or said.  He tries see the best in someone and is fanatically loyal to those he calls his friends, and expects the same dedication from them in return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Askier will be the first to admit he relies a great deal on luck and refuses to think himself as an intellectual since he has trouble containing his volcanic temper, which is easily set off.  However, for all his apparent absent-mindedness, he is a reasonably intelligent being, often able to win word games and riddles quickly and can construct explosive devices with relative ease and knows a lot about them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Askier views the world as one giant experience waiting to happen and that gods, spirits, and mortal races are all subject to no greater end than what they try to achieve for themselves.  He believes that everyone acts for reasons that are logical to themselves, and, as such, calling someone good or evil is pointless in Askier's mind.  He sees all things as equal and would gladly help out a stranger.  But, because there are those that would harm what Askier chooses to care about, he finds no qualms in killing, viewing it as a normal part of being alive and that the act of killing isn't to be viewed as vile, but that the intentions behind the act certainly can.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Combat&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;General&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier fights with his fists and feet, preferring the intimate feeling of his opponent's body against his knuckles.  As of late, he has crafted a book made of metal and has been learning to use the blunt instrument as a weapon as sort of tribute to the book that damaged his eye.  He aims to become the best melee, book welding fighter Eorzea has ever seen, even if people laugh at him for it.  Askier has also been trying to learn magic but, thus far, has been unable to channel the required energy due to his Garlean ancestry.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tendencies&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Making bombs&lt;br /&gt;
* Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
* Playing word games and sleeping.  &lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Overly picky people&lt;br /&gt;
* Being underground&lt;br /&gt;
* Being insulted&lt;br /&gt;
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* Understands and has designed several magictek devices, most of which are explosive.&lt;br /&gt;
* Drinking&lt;br /&gt;
* Has a natural affinity with mechanical contraptions&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Other&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Askier is missing his entire left arm from when he set of a grenade in an effort to save Roen.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Relationships&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Family&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''Ven'li Mergrey'' - Deceased.  Askier's father was a soldier for the Garlean Empire whose illustrious job was to wrangle up chocobos.  His father was also a drunk and was killed by a chocobo stampede when Askier was six.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''Unknown'' - All Askier knows about his mother is that she gave an infant Askier to his father and then never came back into his life after she left.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Saravena Ancariis]]'' - Askier's younger sister.  They share the same father but a different mother.  She is an energetic and kind individual and Askier is incredibly loyal to her.  However, for nearly two years, she has been locked in a cell, used as leverage by Askier's Garlean superiors to &amp;quot;encourage&amp;quot; him to build his magictek bomb and destroy Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Jin'li Epinoch]]''  Adin and Rema's slave and prize operative.  The kit suffers from numerous disease and is very sickly, but is a lethal shot with a gunblade.  It was Jin'li who watched over Askier's sister for two years and helped Askier ship in his needed magitek parts.  Askier hates the male with a burning passion and wishes to kill Jin'li should they ever meet again, especially since learning that Jin'li survived the attack in Ul'dah that kill Adin and hacked off Rema's head.  He is Askier's half-brother through their mother but neither knows it, despite the similar facial features they have.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friends&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]'' - A member of the Red Wings and, in Askier's mind, a male with a mythical knight quality.  More so then even Erik, Kahn'a proved during &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot; to be Askier's greatest challenge, something he had never expected.  Unlike Erik, who Askier was able to influence with thoughts of games and rules, Kahn'a stands resilient to Askier's tact.  Dogmatic, loyal, headstrong and blunt, Kahn'a  repeatedly disrupted Askier's plans; not through sheer brilliance but by simple perseverance.  But any spiteful feelings for Kahn'a have evaporated.  Askier feels a deep connection to Kahn'a since the male not only saved his sister, but was willing to put his life and his reputation on the line by helping Askier fake his own death by acting as Askier's killer.  After Askier's ordeal at Itar's hand, Kahn'a introduced Askier to the Red Wing organization and through the younger male's help, has been on the road of recovery and has found a new identity and self worth through the organization.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Osric Melkire]]'' - A Flame Sergeant midlander Hyur. At one point in time, Askier though the man was beneath thinking about, having broken Osric's knee and finding his fighting to be sub-par.  However, that all changed the day Osric returned Saravena to him.  Over time, Askier has come to see that it is Osric is far more influential than his rank would lead one to believe.  Osric planned out how to fake Askier's death and save those Kahn'a cares for the most, and, by doing so, has forever made Askier in the hyur's debt whether he wishes it or not.  &lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kanaria Galanodel]]'' - A kind woman, and Osric's fiancee.  Askier first met her during his attempt to destroy Ul'dah, during which time she was one of his closest allies and made it possible for Askier to save his sister and not destroy Ul'dah.  Since then, she has come to be as close to him as family.  Kind, loyal, and understanding, Askier often turns to her when he feels confused and is in need of guidance.  She acts as a sort of shrink for the emotionally volatile miqo'te, able to calm his violent temper and soothe his nerves when his PTSD symptoms return.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Siha Xinkei]]'' - Captain Mynhier's adopted sister. Siha is a very sweet Moonkeeper who Askier met for the first time at Erik's ball.   Askier charmed the young woman easily, making her smile and asking her to dance as he pretended to be a simple merchant, realizing she was the perfect leverage again Erik, should something go wrong with his plan.  His desire to abduct the young woman was, in fact, encouraged by Erik should Askier succeed in his plan, but her kidnapping went badly.  Askier enjoys her company and her polite manners and since his Trial, the two of them have made up and Askier has offered to teach the young female how to fight wither her fists.  Following his time at Itar's hands, Siha has taken a motherly approach to Askier, often singing him lullabies when the Garlean cannot sleep due to his nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Erik Mynhier]]'' - The Red Wings Unit Captain. Askier first approached him planning on toying with him and setting up a game of cat and mouse between the two.  He had heard rumors of Erik's delight of challenges and hoped that by setting up a system of rules with the man, his plot would succeed with ease since he viewed Erik's network of agents as the only true threat to his operation.  However, Askier discovered he and Erik were kindred spirits and, to his own surprise, found himself liking the man, who even honestly said, they could have been friends if it hadn't been for Askier's desire to destroy Ul'dah.  Erik is now Askier's commanding officer in the Red Wings, and, although the rank difference has caused Askier to view Erik as a superior first and friend second, the miqot'e still has the deepest respect and appreciation for the man.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Grieving Hound]]'' - Askier's deceased friend.  She is reserved, tall, and bluntly honest to a fault.  The two first met when they both applied for the Harbingers of Dawn Free Company on the same day.  They decided to patrol the roads near Limsa Lominsa together and keep them safe, destroying several gnoll war parties.  There was an instant connection between them and they often drank together, laughing and recalling their adventures.  They endured much together, but they eventually became  enemies towards the end of her life, Hound choosing to walk in the shadows and Askier trying to change himself for the better.  She was killed by Jin'li's poison and, although Askier will not admit it, he wept for her when he learned of her demise&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Raven Gorehand]]'' - A tall,female summoner with a powerful affinity for magic and a friend of both Hound and Askier. She was killed by Jin'li and her brother currently uses her name in honor of her. Askier respects the Gorehand family immensely and will always be appreciative for their help.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Enemies&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Delial Grimsong]]'' - A tall, secretive woman Askier first met in Uldah looking for recruits.  Askier promised to use his network of spies to find Delial's brother in exchange for her help.  Since then, she has become one of his most valued allies.  While they don't agree on specific tactics, or Askier's wardrobe, the two share a similar world view and Askier finds her ruthlessness for the sake of family immensely refreshing.  He enjoys speaking and joking with her though he knows that she finds him rather naive; but Askier is okay with that.  Delial is not the kind of woman you show all your cards to right away.  The two, however, had a falling out.  Askier hired Crim to help kidnap Roen to keep her safe, despite Delial making the two males swear they would not ever touch Roen.  As a result of Crim's torturing Askier and Roen, Delial was forced to kill Crim once the two captives were free.  She believes that Askier betrayed her and he is to blame for Itar's death, despite the fact Askier was a victim of Itar's madness.  The two agreed to met in Drybone, during which time Askier snapped when Delial put a knife to his throat, suffering from a massive PTSD episode and the miqo'te beat her violently before Saravena and Kahn'a had to drag him away.  The former allies have met several times since Drybone.  During these meetings, Askier learned Delial bears the mark Itar had, and that the two of them are connected until they die, neither able to kill or lie.  Once Askier learned this, he used it to his advantage and had Delial meet with him, to tell her what Itar did to him and Roen and finally make the female see the truth.  Although there is still bad blood between them, the two are now, at the very least, able to be civil towards one another.  Askier event went so far as to give her thirty-six gil and his favorite coat for the female's name day, feeling sorry for her when he learned what losing Itar had meant to the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Itarliht Syhrkoensyn]]'' - A massive Roe who spoke up for Askier at his trial.  After Askier faked his death, Itar hunted for Askier, seeking to offer his help, feeling they were kindred spirits.  Once Askier returned to Ul'dah, Askier learned of the connection he two had through the marks they both bore.  Askier once enjoyed the company of the blunt but incredibly intelligent Roe. Askier, once, fondly called him &amp;quot;Big Guy.&amp;quot;  Askier and Itar abducted Roen as part of plot to keep her safe.  However, itar went insane and forced Roen to do things the miqo'te found despicable, borderline torture, and confronted his former friend.  The two became livid and fought, culminating with Askier forced to surrender to save Roen's life, though not before he blew off his own arm.  The Roe brutally tortured and maimed Askier, flaying hugs swaths of his flesh.  Itar eventually returned Roen and Askier and was then slain by Delial.  Askier hates the male and will forever be forced to remember the dead Roe when he looks at his own flesh or when his nightmares haunt his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Adin Adonis]]''  Askier's Employer and former commanding officer inside the Imperial Military.  Was killed in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Jin'li Epinoch]]''  Adin and Rema's slave and prize operative.  The kit suffers from numerous disease and is very sickly, but is a lethal shot with a gunblade.  It was Jin'li who watched over Askier's sister for two years and helped Askier ship in his needed magitek parts.  Askier hates the male with a burning passion and wishes to kill Jin'li should they ever meet again, especially since learning that Jin'li survived the attack in Ul'dah that kill Adin and hacked off Rema's head.  He is Askier's half-brother through their mother but neither knows it, despite the similar facial features they have.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Drumstick]]'' - A young chocobo Askier purchased when he and his sister first fled the Empire.  The mount has been with Askier through thick and thin and has saved Askier's life on several occasions.  Askier cares a lot for the bird and would be devastated if anything happened to him, despite the fact Askier named the bird 'Drumstick' to remind him which part to eat first if the miqo'te were ever starving.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Sizha'to Chalahko]]'' -  A male Keeper whom Askier wronged once.  He has apologized to Sizha'to for his mistake and makes an effort to be as civil as possible whenever they cross paths.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Roen Deneith]]'' -  A woman whom Askier knew very little about.  He encountered her once while acting as security for Delial at a meeting and Roen made a negative impression on him then.  Askier was planning on not meeting her ever again if he could help it.  Problem was, he couldn't help it. He was hired to kidnap Roen to keep her safe as part of  plot concocted by one of her friends.  Askier agreed but his hired help, Itar, went crazy, taking Roen and Askier and torturing them.  The two were freed and Itar slain but not before permanent damage to them both were done.  Askier respects the woman.  Recently, Askier discovered she was imprisoned by the Sultansworn for alleged desertion after she fled Ul'dah to try and recover from her ordeal at Itar's hands.  He plans on making sure she may walk free again.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Common Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;Askier can't read.&amp;quot;'' It's a lie Askier tells about himself.&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;How can someone drink that much and be okay with themselves?&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;I'd say it's not normal for someone to always be this much fun to be around, but I'm having such a good time!&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Moderate Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;Heard he likes men and women equally in the bed.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;Don't make him mad, he'll snap your neck soon as look at ya.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
*  ''&amp;quot; The man faked his own death and went into hiding because some Garlean spy master was trying to kill him and his friends that he set up that bomb in Ul'dah to save his sister for them.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Rare Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;I heard Askier knows how to destroy a city with a device of brass and magic.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;More than one of that man's drinking buddies have been found dead the next morning.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;Word is he killed some of his own friends the day he deserted the Garlean Empire. &amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;  font-size: 9pt;  text-transform: uppercase;  letter-spacing: 2pt;  border-top: 1px solid black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PC Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''&amp;quot;Look upon his maimed form and know that every lapse in thought and judgement has taken from him some piece of his body, some piece of his mind. A man who cannot think through action is not long for this world, particularly a man in a profession such as his. I want to pity him. I cannot.&amp;quot;'' - [[Delial Grimsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I dare you to call him weak! That he is fighting with all his might to mend his tormented mind ought to prove that his inner strength is that of a battle-hardened warrior. If you ever hold any ill-will against him, I suggest you watch your back ''very'' carefully.&amp;quot;'' - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I blame Askier.&amp;quot;'' - [[Osric Melkire]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Grab this box, bring it back to Ul'dah,&amp;quot; he said... Askier started this rock rolling and it has not quit! I'll never forget the change that he brought out of me, he's helped me become more than I ever thought I could be. For this, I will always be grateful. Dinner? What about dinner? Oh... Sorry I don't kiss and tell.~&amp;quot;'' - [[Kanaria Galanodel]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot; &amp;quot;He has suffered for one of my masters before, and he shall do so again in time.&amp;quot;'' - [[Jin'li Epinoch]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it.&amp;quot;'' - [[Grieving Hound]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Right now, I don't know if I could honestly let go of the things he had done. He wanted to destroy a city with many in it and wanted to kill people who I considered friends and a loved one, amongst others. Suddenly, he wants to change. I don't completely buy it yet. If I had to describe Askier in one word, it would be 'frustration.'&amp;quot;'' - [[Sizha'to Chalahko]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Aye, he has done me wrong. But when I asked him not to die, he promised me he would live, even when death was the easier choice. He has suffered enough in my eyes.&amp;quot;'' - [[Roen Deneith]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Squawk!&amp;quot;'' - [[Drumstick]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Is my friend. Alvays getting hurt, vill alvays be there to patch up.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;He's too trusting, something I didn't even think was possible for a Garlean. It's a shame it keeps biting him in the ass... though I suppose I've had my part in that as well.&amp;quot; - [[Natalie Mcbeef]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;He's a good sand moogle .. aside from that I'll have to let you know once I get to know him better..&amp;quot; '' - [[Leilani Belle]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''The Mergrey guy?  I think I met him once.. he seemed kind of skittish, and like he needed some friends!&amp;quot; '' - [[Aya Foxheart]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I owe him. More than I can tell you.&amp;quot; '' - [[Warren Castille]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I do not appreciate how his little 'toys' keep getting where they do not belong.&amp;quot;'' - [[Coatleque Crofte]]&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;History/Timeline&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier was born in the Garlean Empire to Ven'li and a female he knows nothing about.  His mother stuck around long enough to birth him and recover before leaving Askier with his father.  Ven'li was stationed in an open plan and was responsible for taming chocobos.  Ven'li was a distant father and Askier only remembers him from his smell of booze.  Askier's sister, Saravena, was born five years after he was to another female.  Askier's father was killed when Askier was six.  Askier was sent to live with his father's brother, who was a woodcutter near a river.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life in the Garlean Lumber Camp''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next 10 years, Askier and Saravena lived relatively uneventful lives.  They helped their uncle deforest large swathes of the land to send the lumber down river for the Garlean war machine and learned simple schooling from traveling scholars.  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This simple life was violently interrupted when a group of anti-imperial soldiers assaulted the camp and burned many of the workes and the woods in an attempt to hurt the lumber supply to the Garlean military.  Askier and Saravena escaped but their uncle was lost in the flames.  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lost, the pair eventually reached a city. There starving, and forced with some unpleasant options, Askier enlisted to serve the army to earn money for his little sister to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life as a soldier''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier would spend the next four years being bounced around from one tour of duty to the next.  During that time, he took to learning about magitek and started messing around with spare parts he stole.  He discovered he was rather good with making random parts work together and his tinkering eventually caught the eye of an officer in the engineering branch.  The officer had Askier transferred to his unit and Askier quickly excelled in his new job, causing a good amount of interest amongst the military brass when it came to new explosive devices.  One such device of Askier's was loaded aboard a Garlean airship and was planned on being us the day of the Calamity, destroying his device before it could be detonated.&lt;br /&gt;
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At seeing the immense power of the primal that day, Askier deserted his post, concerned only with keeping his sister safe.  He returned home and fled with her south till they came to Eorzea, where they lived as traveling mercenaries for three years.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life as a freelance mercenary''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Life as a freelance mercenary was good for Askier and Saravena.  They travelled and used their coin to live well.  Askier began drinking more and more heavily during this time, much to the concern of his sister, who was unable to stop him.  Askier used the money he made to keep his sister well taken care off as he spent the left over research what few books he could afford, trying to better himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier also tried to put his past behind him, and, while he still continued to study bomb making with the few books he could find written about magitek, it was simply for academic reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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He was enjoying his life and considered himself extremely lucky.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life as a Garlean Saboteur''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But the good luck ran out.  Askier was recognized by a Garlean spy near Ul'dah and, after tailing Askier, came up with a plan. He forces Askier to build another bomb, in Ul'dah.  Askier refused initially but the agent took Askier's sister hostage and made the demand: &amp;quot;destroy Ul'dah or she dies&amp;quot;.  Askier gave in immediately for his sister and has been working on building his bomb for over a year and a half, shipping in the needed parts slowly and piece by piece to avoid attention.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Saga of the Wind Swept Sands''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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((Askier's IC summary of Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot;))&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To whomever finds this, This may be my last time sitting down to write, and I will be considering this as my last testament.   The purpose of this testament is to chronicle the past two years, and, more specifically, the past few weeks that have led to me sitting in this cell.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I begin when Saravena was taken, as that was the catalyst for all of this.  Saravena and I had been wandering and working as mercenaries for the three years after my desertion from the Empire following the calamity. &lt;br /&gt;
It was a good life.  However, my drunkenness proved our undoing.  Like my father, the drink is my vice and I was drunk and loud too often back then.  A servant of my former captain during my years in service to the Empire, hence forth referred to as “my employer”, recognized me. I do not know how long they followed after us, or planned, but they struck without warning.  Saravena found a knife to her throat and I with a choice many say should have been harder to make than I found it to be.  I agreed to save Saravena’s life by destroying Ul’dah with a bomb of my own creation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next two years, I moved in secret, slowing shipping in my needed parts a few at a time to keep myself from drawing unwanted attention to myself.  I joined the Harbingers of Dawn during this time, hoping to find companionship to distract my mind from what I was doing.  Although I found most inside the Free Company to be as full of schemes as I, I did find a few genuine companions, though only one I felt comfortable telling everything to, which I did.  Hound, I know you cannot read and I apologize for lying to you about me not being able to do so for so long, but if this should ever be read aloud to you, know you are more than a friend, you are family.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hound hinted I should stop and try to find another way, but I dismissed her.  What could the two of us do against “my employers” shadows?  I was afraid and continued on, though I regret now not heeding her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was allowed to see my sister during these two years on rare occasions.  Always at a location “my employer’s” slave, Jin’li, picked, and only for a few moments.  I began to grow impatient, wanting her back.I started making ripples in my haste. &lt;br /&gt;
Ripples Erik Mynhier began to detect. I realized this and grew angry. I was too close.  So I made a move that, in hindsight, saved both Saravena and all of Ul’dah: I confronted Erik.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Erik, should you see this, know that I have always judged a leader by how his enemies view him and his men revere him.  'A friend to all' is the title I bestow upon you.  I came to you, trying to trick you into playing this game by my rules, to bend you to my will.  But even then you showed me respect as I revealed half-truths to you.  I should have realized then, when you let me walk away, that you had already won.  You had already placed your prize pieces upon the board,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kahn'a Od'hilkas and Osric Melkire.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Erik, I don’t know how many moves ahead of me you were or how you intercepted Jin’li’s letter to me, but you played it all so well.  There I stood, in Vesper Bay, waiting for the shipping manifest from Jin’li that would reveal where I was to find the final three parts for my device.  I recall how my allies and Delial Grimsong… I do not call Delial an ally because she is something more, a schemer as great as myself and as close a friend as one can have with such a dangerous creature.  She was using me to help her own ends as much as she aided me out of a kindred bond to save our siblings.  I have digressed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There we stood, with the manifest in hand, my eyes reading over it greedily, when Kahn’a and his allies attacked us.  Looking back, I realize just how far Kahn’a has come since Vesper Bay. Back then he was just a scared kit while now he… during Vesper Bay, he was no real threat.  The only reason I lost the manifest was a result of the hyur the woman, Daphine, smashing my eye with her book and Osric attacking my flank while I recoiled in pain.  Osric certainly would have captured me and ended it all then and there had my chocobo, Drumstick, not come to my aid.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After Vesper Bay, I nursed my wounds in secret.  Delial did what she could for me, but my eye never healed properly, and even now, bright light causes it to weep blood profusely.  I wanted revenge and so  I hunted for it during the week until my last three parts would arrive.  I found Kahn’a in an alley and thrashed him violently, hoping that my assault would stop Kahn’a for good.  Instead, my violence caught the eye of my Harbinger of Dawn superior, S’honji, and his friend at the time, Kanaria Galanodel. Eager for more guards to help me recover my packages, I lied to them both, pleading for help recovering my shipments for “my employer” saying they were harmless artifacts.  S’honji immediately mistrusted me, but Kanaria seemed to be eager to help a man in need. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My allies gathered at the “Coffin and Coffer”, being Delial,Hound, Siha, Kanaria, and S’honji. Everything should have been easy.  We split into two parties.  Delial, Kanaria and Shonji went to The Silver Bazaar. Hound, Siha, and I went to Crescent Cove.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But Hound betrayed me.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Just as I had recovered my second part and planned to kidnap Siha, Kahn’a arrived.  Hound then stepped forward and raised her axe against me.  Outnumbered four-to-one, I was forced to swim for it with my part.  Wet and half-naked, I rendezvoused back in Ul’dah with Delial’s team where we secured the two parts we had recovered and then proceeded to location number three, the graveyard near Camp Drybone.   Osric,Hound, Siha, Kah’na, Daphine, and Jana were waiting for us.  After a standoff, we came to blows, though it was my party that was forced to yield, all of us bloodied and beaten, save Kanaria, who proved to be a more dangerous combatant then I had ever expected,certainly more than S’honji, who fell to Osric’s blows swiftly.  I broke Osric’s knee before fleeing on Drumstick once more, a battered Delial thrown unceremoniously across my saddle.&lt;br /&gt;
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That night, I finished the bomb, even without the third part.  As my lethal creation hummed intolife and the sinister glow burned into my eye, I will admit I felt pride at all I had accomplished. I had almost, single-handedly, done the impossible, something the might of the entire Imperial military had not been able to do:  I had Ul’dah by the throat.  In that moment, I was akin to Bahamut, a force of sheer destruction unable to be stopped.  The timer on my bomb was ticking and would detonate in one week.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Then my heart sank and my stomach twisted into knots as I realized, without a shred of doubt, I didn’t want to go through with my plan.  The reality of what setting the device off would do, and what would happen to Saravena if I didn't let it go off, slammed into me.  Depressed and confused, I started to drown my emotions in alcohol.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next week, a war raged inside my mind, part of me playing the demon.  I encountered Kahn’ain the streets of Ul’dah and my companion Raven and I tormented him, trying to break him of his will to fight.  But I saw in his eyes he wasn’t afraid anymore. He was fighting back and I felt fear. I began to grow confused, and in my confusion, I acted, proceeding in an action that had repercussions in my mind and added fuel to my doubt.  I might have even killed Kahn’a at that moment had Kanaria not intervened.  I left, my mind wrapped in the fog of doubt and no amount of fiery liquor could burn the fog away.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My conscious rose up in me, begging me to seek help.  But from who? Hound had betrayed me and it would be some time till we mended our relationship.  I thought I was alone again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I wasn’t.  I know now that Kanaria was working with Kahn’a, but she found me sitting on some crates and managed to wring the truth of my goals and who I was from my lips without a bit of force. I was so desperate and wracked by guilt I needed to confess.  Kanaria’s response amazed me.  She did not shun me, but offered to help me to the bitter end.   I left her, still confused but with the realization I wasn’t alone. I wanted to see Kanaria again, to talk to someone.  She used this desire to break down my defenses and convinced me to meet with Kahn’a and Osric. During the meeting, I gave them a copy of the book I had written on explosive magitek as a token of good will. In return, Osric offered a plan:&lt;br /&gt;
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Ask &amp;quot;my employer” to let me see my sister one last time, but instead of me going, he would and free my sister while I waited with my bomb, swearing to disarm it the moment Saravena was safe.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That night, after the meeting, as I drank by the light of my bomb, I smiled. I remember it.  For the first time in a long time, I saw a light at the end of this tunnel and it wasn’t a light of destruction.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But the truce nearly failed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I had gathered my allies and Delial, still not entirely trusting Kahn’a and Osric.  Kahn’a arrived with his troops and my mind immediately took it as betrayal but I waited.  I was willing to humor them as they looked on at my bomb with terror. But then I heard Kahn’a say the words that broke my will that night.  He looked straight at me and uttered: “Saravena is dead, Askier.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My mind snapped, I started dancing around, cackling, wanting to kill everyone and everything, wanting to set off the bomb, and I know I would have, had Kanaria not held me back. My allies and Delial refused to fight, they heard Kahn’a as he tried to explain Saravena was, in fact, still alive; that Osric had saved her after all.  In my grief I failed to hear, and I was shot by Kahn’a’s arrow.  After that, I remember very little as Daphine drugged me.  But I know the bomb was disarmed and I was taken to this cell, where I have resided this past week, thinking.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was visited later by Kanaria and Kahn’a, who brought in an unconscious Saravena and placed her in my arms. Osric had kept up his end of the bargain, though they had almost lost her.  I confess I wept for hours, both relieved that she was safe again after two years and ashamed for nearly breaking my end of the truce.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But Jin’li isn’t done with me it seems.  He still lives and conspires for “my employer.”  If I ever see that runt again, I’ll sink my teeth into his throat and tear it out. Kahn’a and Osric tell me that Kahn’a is being forced to play a game for“my employer” much like the one I was forced to, though this time, it is not Ul’dah he wants destroyed, it is me for failing him and letting Osric make a fool out of him. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  I feel no hatred for Osric, Kanaria, or Kahn’a. Rather I view them as family.  They simply tried to keep what they cared for safe and they were willing to help out a total stranger and his sister while doing so.  How could I ever judge someone for that?  Kahn’a especially has gone from my greatest foe to something I find myself surprised by.  Raven, Kanaria, Osric, Hound, Kahn’a, Vali,even you Delial, I owe you all a debt I can never repay but will try.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have one last scheme to play.  One, that if all goes well, will free me forever from this madman, though the price will by high for some near to me, but they have agreed and once again I am left in awe of their selflessness.  I will stand trial soon and accept my punishment, be it acceptable to me. S’honji plans to convict me and execute me, but I have no plan on dying.  Not until I return “my employer” for his years of kindness.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In conclusion, I did not write this for pity or forgiveness.  In truth, part of me will always be proud of what I have accomplished, though I am grateful that I never had to set off my device.  No, I write this so that, no matter how history remembers me, there will always be a record from my own pen that proves that I am nothing more than a simple Garlean miqot’e, whom was fallible, foolish, and devoted to those he loves.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier Mergrey, &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Trial by Gunblade Fire''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier went to trial for his crimes during the &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept&amp;quot; but he went to live and be free, not suffer S'honji's punishment.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Kahn'a was confronted by Jin'li and forced to play the very game Askier had been.  This time, however, Askier was the target, and those Kahn'a cared about most were the hostages.  Kahn'a came to Osric and Kanaria and told them, and the three worked out a way to trick Jin'li and free Askier from Jin'li's master.  They would fake Askier's death in front of everyone.  Askier was asked to trust Kahn'a to shoot at hi with the gunblade Jin'li had given him.  Askier, seeing the young male forced to make the same type of choice he was and realizing the risk Kahn'a was taking to spare his life, agreed without hesitation, having come to trust Kahn'a, Kanaria, and Osric completely.  The only other person who was to know was Saravena.  During the trial, Askier stood mostly silent, letting those who would speak for him do so.  They added to the plan.  Then Askier stepped forward, giving Kahn'a a shot he couldn't miss.  The other male took it and hit the metal covering they had slipped under Askier's shirt.  Askier flew backwards into Osric, who pinched a set of nerves, sending Askier into a state of near death.  To add to the effect, Askier bit a whole in his tongue to let blood ooze out.  Osric rushed Askier away and revived him, though the bruising from the shot forced Askier to limp. Osric escorted Askier to an airship and sent him to Limsa.  Askier, in immense pain, passed out aboard the ship, a free man for the first time in years.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life After Death''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier arrived in Limsa and kept a low profile.  But Adin and Jin'li were no fools.  They hunted Askier down and shot Askier off a cliff after tricking Osric into revealing Askier was alive.  Askier fell from the cliff and saw the starry heavens and during that moment, a mark was burned onto the back of his neck before he slammed into the ocean and lost consciousness for several days as Osric's siblings saved him and took him to Lady Grace for healing.  During that time, Osric, Kahn'a, and Kanaria hunted down Adin and Jin'li and killed them both.  When Askier awoke, his ruined eye was fixed by Lady Grace's healer and his wounds as well.  He rejoiced when he learned he was a truly free miqo'te.  He returned to Ul'dah, where he encountered Adin's replacement, Rema, briefly as she told him she was calling off the attacks on Ul'dah for a time.  Askier now calls Ul'dah his home and was looking to relax.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Slipping into old ways''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But that was not to last.  Askier encountered the massive Roe Itarliht Syhrkoensyn, who mentioned the mark on Askier's neck and explained they were both part of a small collection of similar fellows with similar marks.  Askier has agreed to help his new allies discover the purpose of the marks.  But Itar was not done with Askier.  Itar informed Askier there were several old allies of Askier's in need of aid and Askier offered to help without hesitation, even if doing so might reawaken his negative image amongst certain people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Meanwhile, Askier was contacted to identify the explosive used on Lady Grace's ship.  Askier agreed and determined the device but was accused of setting it himself and snapped angrily, viewing the cheap explosive beneath him.  Askier has sworn to prove to Lady Grace how talented his skills are one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Time as a Terrible Kidnapper and Torture and Freedom''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Askier worked odds jobs for awhile, growing bored and listless, wanting the action he had come to enjoy, almost crave like a drug, during the past five years.  Osric kept telling him to stay out of trouble, but the problem was, Askier wanted trouble, wanted the trill of being at the edge.  And Askier finally got his chance and he pounced on it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier was approached by a member of the Brass Blades to abduct Roen Deneith and detain her long enough to draw out a wanted fugitive so the fugitive could be killed.  Askier pretended to take the job for the massive amount of gil he was promised, but, in truth, Askier really just wanted the job to make him feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Askier had planned to take his time organizing and setting up a proper job, but while Askier was trying to recruit the first of his hired muscle, Itar, Roen walked up to them and the pair of males tricked her, hit her over the head with a shovel, drugged her, and rode north to Coerthas to hide.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier had planned on the kidnapping being a rather pleasant affair, even going so far as to purchase whiskey and books for Roen to pass the time.  But Crim had other ideas.  The Roe proved merciless in his actions, forcing Roen to engage in acts that borderlined on torture, acts that left Askier uncomfortable.  Askier attempted to repair the damage done by Crim by offering aid to Roen's brother but Crim snapped and took to punishing Roen. Askier reached his limit, furious at the way Crim was treating the hyur female and threw a bottle at Crim's head.  Crim turned on the miqo'te and the two males fought, parts of the house being blown to bits by explosives.  &lt;br /&gt;
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The fight ended with Crim, Roen, and Askier outside the house in the whirling snows, Crim pressing a sword to the female's throat, swearing to kill her if Askier did no drop his explosives.  Askier had his mount, Drumstick, flee to act as message to anyone who would look for him before he took out a linkpearl from his ear and removed all but one explosive from his person.  Askier then pulled the pin on the last explosive and blew his left arm off to the shoulder, doing so for several reasons.  Crim was forced to abandon the building and took a wagon loaded with Askier and Roen south where they stole a boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The three sailed for a couple weeks, during that time Askier was violently tortured, an experience he will never forget.  Askier and Roen were rescued and Crim slain during an exchange on the docks of Crescent Cove.  Askier was healed over an extended period of time, though his mind is still suffering as he tries to come to terms with what happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Joining the Red Wings''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Following Askier's release, Kahn'a offered Askier a chance to keep himself busy by joining the Red Wings.  Askier agreed to do so, so desperate to find a means of work to keep his brain off the memories of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Music I rp Askier with:&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTuhuon1j6U Voltaire - When You're Evil]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F90Cw4l-8NY&amp;amp;feature=kp Bastille - Pompeii]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xzir1B43I3E&amp;amp;feature=kp Freedom Call - Warriors]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2H4l9RpkwM&amp;amp;feature=kp Linkin Park - Breaking the Habit]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VK9qfVQ4Z04&amp;amp;feature=kp Within Temptation - Angels]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iL4mywCOJXA Grounds for Divorce - Elbow]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGnmuBOmL5I Otto Waalkes - Grund zum feiern ]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 10pt; margin: 10px 0 0 0; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;p style=&amp;quot;line-height: 170%; margin: 0 0 10px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Messy template of doom by: [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]''&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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| name = Askier Mergrey&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Ffxiv 05302014 134807.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 300&lt;br /&gt;
| caption = &amp;quot;What do you mean I shouldn't drink while building a bomb? If I mess up, we'll be dead so fast we won't know I messed up.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Garlean&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 31&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Nameday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 4th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = [[Althyk, the Keeper]]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Bomb making&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Online&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = After 9pm CST&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Server&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Character&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;General&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;((Askier was part of the Garlean Army the day of the Calamity, and, as a result, was not sent forward in time.))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;((Askier is gifted at building explosives))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((He did try to blow up Ul'dah - see &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot; for details&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((He is pardoned and is living in Ul'dah as his new home not staying out of trouble.  Sorry Osric. =p ))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((His alignment is Neutral as he does not believe in good or evil, just people making choices for reasons that make sense to themselves))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; (( Askier is missing his entire left arm due to setting off a grenade while trying to rescue Roen.))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((Askier is suffering from PTSD due to the intense torture he suffered at Crim's hands.  The main set off for his flash backs is anyone touching his tail.))&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier is a tall, attractive, 31 years old male, with slight wrinkles starting to be visible around his lips and eyes.  His ashen skin stands in stark contrast to the chestnut-brown hair he has come to let hang lose and messy since the end of his trial, feeling as if the different style reflects his new life.  His narrow face is covered in numerous scars and face paint that has no real meaning other than Askier thinks it looks rather awesome on himself.  His eyes shimmer a bright gold every time they catche the light.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The miqot'te's body is tall, taller than a fair number of hyur, and his body is taught and muscled from years of military service.  Should he be caught without a shirt on, a nasty collection of wicked looking scars cover the left side of his torso, as the result of falling off a chocobo onto a whiskey bottle inside his coat.  Scars, scabs, and callouses cover his hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Behavior&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier is a bizarre sort of character, often perceived as a naive individual.  He is quick to give a smile and even faster to offer to buy someone he has just met a drink as he tells terrible jokes.  He feels the most alive when other people around him laugh at something he has done or said.  He tries see the best in someone and is fanatically loyal to those he calls his friends, and expects the same dedication from them in return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Askier will be the first to admit he relies a great deal on luck and refuses to think himself as an intellectual since he has trouble containing his volcanic temper, which is easily set off.  However, for all his apparent absent-mindedness, he is a reasonably intelligent being, often able to win word games and riddles quickly and can construct explosive devices with relative ease and knows a lot about them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Askier views the world as one giant experience waiting to happen and that gods, spirits, and mortal races are all subject to no greater end than what they try to achieve for themselves.  He believes that everyone acts for reasons that are logical to themselves, and, as such, calling someone good or evil is pointless in Askier's mind.  He sees all things as equal and would gladly help out a stranger.  But, because there are those that would harm what Askier chooses to care about, he finds no qualms in killing, viewing it as a normal part of being alive and that the act of killing isn't to be viewed as vile, but that the intentions behind the act certainly can.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Combat&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;General&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier fights with his fists and feet, preferring the intimate feeling of his opponent's body against his knuckles.  As of late, he has crafted a book made of metal and has been learning to use the blunt instrument as a weapon as sort of tribute to the book that damaged his eye.  He aims to become the best melee, book welding fighter Eorzea has ever seen, even if people laugh at him for it.  Askier has also been trying to learn magic but, thus far, has been unable to channel the required energy due to his Garlean ancestry.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tendencies&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Making bombs&lt;br /&gt;
* Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
* Playing word games and sleeping.  &lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Overly picky people&lt;br /&gt;
* Being underground&lt;br /&gt;
* Being insulted&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hobbies/Talents&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Understands and has designed several magictek devices, most of which are explosive.&lt;br /&gt;
* Drinking&lt;br /&gt;
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* Askier is missing his entire left arm from when he set of a grenade in an effort to save Roen.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''Ven'li Mergrey'' - Deceased.  Askier's father was a soldier for the Garlean Empire whose illustrious job was to wrangle up chocobos.  His father was also a drunk and was killed by a chocobo stampede when Askier was six.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''Unknown'' - All Askier knows about his mother is that she gave an infant Askier to his father and then never came back into his life after she left.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Saravena Ancariis]]'' - Askier's younger sister.  They share the same father but a different mother.  She is an energetic and kind individual and Askier is incredibly loyal to her.  However, for nearly two years, she has been locked in a cell, used as leverage by Askier's Garlean superiors to &amp;quot;encourage&amp;quot; him to build his magictek bomb and destroy Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Jin'li Epinoch]]''  Adin and Rema's slave and prize operative.  The kit suffers from numerous disease and is very sickly, but is a lethal shot with a gunblade.  It was Jin'li who watched over Askier's sister for two years and helped Askier ship in his needed magitek parts.  Askier hates the male with a burning passion and wishes to kill Jin'li should they ever meet again, especially since learning that Jin'li survived the attack in Ul'dah that kill Adin and hacked off Rema's head.  He is Askier's half-brother through their mother but neither knows it, despite the similar facial features they have.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friends&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[I'khalo Belho]]'' - A small, young miqo'te woman. Askier first met her when the young bard was trying to write a song.  Needing a muse, Askier acted as one for her.  Since then, Askier has taken an older brotherly stance towards her, viewing her as a second sister.  She is naive, headstrong, and playful and reminds Askier of himself and his sister when they were young.  He is fiercely protective of her but has become distant as of late.  I'halo shunned Askier after she learned of his Garlean roots and her reaction still stings when he thinks about it, especially since he tried to give up booze for her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]'' - A member of the Red Wings and, in Askier's mind, a male with a mythical knight quality.  More so then even Erik, Kahn'a proved during &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot; to be Askier's greatest challenge, something he had never expected.  Unlike Erik, who Askier was able to influence with thoughts of games and rules, Kahn'a stands resilient to Askier's tact.  Dogmatic, loyal, headstrong and blunt, Kahn'a  repeatedly disrupted Askier's plans; not through sheer brilliance but by simple perseverance.  But any spiteful feelings for Kahn'a have evaporated.  Askier feels a deep connection to Kahn'a since the male not only saved his sister, but was willing to put his life and his reputation on the line by helping Askier fake his own death by acting as Askier's killer.  Askier wishes to pay his debt to Kahn'a above all the rest because he feels as if he owes Kahn'a the most for all the hardship he put him through, and because he desires to be around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Osric Melkire]]'' - A Flame Sergeant midlander Hyur. At one point in time, Askier though the man was beneath thinking about, having broken Osric's knee and finding his fighting to be sub-par.  However, that all changed the day Osric returned Saravena to him.  Over time, Askier has come to see that it is Osric is far more influential than his rank would lead one to believe.  Osric planned out how to fake Askier's death and save those Kahn'a cares for the most, and, by doing so, has forever made Askier in the hyur's debt whether he wishes it or not.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kanaria Galanodel]]'' - A woman who has truly came out of nowhere only to play a large role in Askier's time in Ul'dah.  Askier first met her briefly when his Free Company superior, S'honji, was scolding Askier for fighting in public.  Askier was polite but left quickly once S'honji was distracted with her.  However, Askier encountered her again, discovering she was both easy to talk and dignified, a combination of traits he rarely found together.  Askier managed to convince her to help him under the false pretense of being a merchant in need of armed escorts.  However, Kanaria, Askier discovered, is an incredibly loyal person, eager to help Askier even after she learned of his true motives, desiring only to help him get his sister back. Since his trial and the freeing of his sister, the woman's honesty and incredible eagerness has Askier often turning to her when he feels confused and is in need of guidance, acting a sort of shrink for the emotionally volatile miqo'te.  Since his suffering on the boat, she has been assisting him with his mental recovery   .&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Grieving Hound]]'' - Askier's closet friend.  She is reserved, tall, and bluntly honest to a fault.  The two first met when they both applied for the Harbingers of Dawn Free Company on the same day.  They decided to patrol the roads near Limsa Lominsa together and keep them safe, destroying several gnoll war parties.  There was an instant connection between them and they often drank together, laughing and recalling their adventures.  Hound tolerates Askier's excessive drinking and childish antics well, often simply shaking her head and laughing.  Askier feels completely relaxed around her, almost too much so.  Hound, slowly grew tired of the politics of the Free Company, and left for the mountains. Askier, alone and missing his friend, purchased his now trademark coat and plunged into the swirling snows to find her. There, Askier spent many nights trying to get Hound to come back.  Their time in the mountains culminated with them joining a hunting party and killing a dragon.  Once the beast was dead, Hound decided it was time to return to the south.  Askier seized his chance and convinced Hound to help him destroy Ul'dah.  Hound, however, had no plans to do so and saved Siha from Askier's kidnapping attempt and fought against him.  Hound revealed she did it to save him and their friendship has mended.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Raven Gorehand]]'' - A tall,female summoner with a powerful affinity for magic and a friend of both Hound and Askier. Raven and Askier were simple aquaintances for a long time until he needed help.  Raven surprised him with her eagerness to help him, participating in several attempts on Kahn'a's life.  Her ability to slip from reserved woman to wicked fiend with ease makes her a terrific ally for Askier and he values her and her powers immensely.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Itarliht Syhrkoensyn]]'' - A massive Roe who spoke up for Askier at his trial.  After Askier faked his death, Itar hunted for Askier, seeking to offer his help, feeling they were kindred spirits.  Once Askier returned to Ul'dah, Askier learned of the connection he two had through the marks they both bore.  Askier once enjoyed the company of the blunt but incredibly intelligent Roe. Askier, once, fondly called him &amp;quot;Big Guy.&amp;quot;  Askier and Itar abducted Roen as part of plot to keep her safe, though Askier feels bad dragging his large friend into the middle of it, since Itar had been having reservations prior.  However, Crim went, in Askier's mind, to far, forcing Roen to do things the miqo'te found despicable, borderline torture, and confronted his former friend.  The two became livid and fought, culminating with Askier forced to surrender to save Roen's life, though not before he blew off his own arm.  Askier despises the brute and wishes he could kill him with his bare hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kraz'a Axrial]]'' -   An armored juggernaut of a miqo'te whom Askier first met when Kraz'a defended him at his trial.  Their friendship has been a peculiar one.  Originally, curt and distant to Askier, their relationship changed when Askier took Kraz'a aside and spoke with him, managing to slip in past Kraz'a's emotional barriers and help the younger miqo'te make peace with  an issue that had been plaguing Kraz'a .  As a result of that conversation, Askier found himself  liking the young miqo'te and adopted a friendly stance towards him.  A stance that intensified after their most recent encounter.  Since leaving Kraz'a, Askier is eager for future run in's with the red-haired miqo'te should he be fortunate enough to have them.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Siha Xinkei]]'' - Captain Mynhier's adopted sister. Siha is a very sweet Moonkeeper who Askier met for the first time at Erik's ball.   Askier charmed the young woman easily, making her smile and asking her to dance as he pretended to be a simple merchant, realizing she was the perfect leverage again Erik, should something go wrong with his plan.  His desire to abduct the young woman was, in fact, encouraged by Erik should Askier succeed in his plan, but her kidnapping went badly.  Askier enjoys her company and her polite manners and since his Trial, the two of them have made up and Askier has offered to teach the young female how to fight wither her fists.  &lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Enemies&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Adin Adonis]]''  Askier's Employer and former commanding officer inside the Imperial Military.  Was killed in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Jin'li Epinoch]]''  Adin and Rema's slave and prize operative.  The kit suffers from numerous disease and is very sickly, but is a lethal shot with a gunblade.  It was Jin'li who watched over Askier's sister for two years and helped Askier ship in his needed magitek parts.  Askier hates the male with a burning passion and wishes to kill Jin'li should they ever meet again, especially since learning that Jin'li survived the attack in Ul'dah that kill Adin and hacked off Rema's head.  He is Askier's half-brother through their mother but neither knows it, despite the similar facial features they have.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Delial Grimsong]]'' - A tall, secretive woman Askier first met in Uldah looking for recruits.  Askier promised to use his network of spies to find Delial's brother in exchange for her help.  Since then, she has become one of his most valued allies.  While they don't agree on specific tactics, or Askier's wardrobe, the two share a similar world view and Askier finds her ruthlessness for the sake of family immensely refreshing.  He enjoys speaking and joking with her though he knows that she finds him rather naive; but Askier is okay with that.  Delial is not the kind of woman you show all your cards to right away.  The two, however, had a falling out.  Askier hired Crim to help kidnap Roen to keep her safe, despite Delial making the two males swear they would not ever touch Roen.  As a result of Crim's torturing Askier and Roen, Delial was forced to kill Crim once the two captives were free.  She believes that Askier betrayed her and he is to blame for Itar's death, despite the fact Askier was a victim of Itar's madness.  The two agreed to met in Drybone, during which time Askier snapped when Delial put a knife to his throat, suffering from a massive PTSD episode and the miqo'te beat her violently before Saravena and Kahn'a had to drag him away.  Askier now is convinced the woman is too dangerous to be left walking free and wishes to either patch things up with his former friend, whom he pities for having no one to call friend, or to just kill her and end the problem.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Drumstick]]'' - A young chocobo Askier purchased when he and his sister first fled the Empire.  The mount has been with Askier through thick and thin and has saved Askier's life on several occasions.  Askier cares a lot for the bird and would be devastated if anything happened to him, despite the fact Askier named the bird 'Drumstick' to remind him which part to eat first if the miqo'te were ever starving.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Sizha'to Chalahko]]'' -  A male Keeper whom Askier isn't exactly sure what to make of their acquaintanceship.  The two keepers share deep feelings for the same miqo'te, though it was Askier who backed off, unwilling to destroy an already established relationship once he learned of it's existence.  He has apologized to Sizha'to, feeling both regret and pangs of jealousy over the ordeal and makes an effort to be as civil as possible whenever they cross paths.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Roen Deneith]]'' -  A woman whom Askier knew very little about.  He encountered her once while acting as security for Delial at a meeting and Roen made a negative impression on him then.  Askier was planning on not meeting her ever again if he could help it.  Problem was, he couldn't help it. He was hired to kidnap Roen to keep her safe as part of  plot concocted by one of her friends.  Askier agreed but his hired help, Itar, went crazy, taking Roen and Askier and torturing them.  The two were freed and Itar slain but not before permanent damage to them both were done.  Askier respects the woman and intends to one day make things right with Roen, whom he has not seen since her brother took her away.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Erik Mynhier]]'' - The Red Wings Unit Captain. Askier first approached him planning on toying with him and setting up a game of cat and mouse between the two.  He had heard rumors of Erik's delight of challenges and hoped that by setting up a system of rules with the man, his plot would succeed with ease since he viewed Erik's network of agents as the only true threat to his operation.  However, Askier discovered he and Erik were kindred spirits and, to his own surprise, found himself liking the man, who even honestly said, they could have been friends if it hadn't been for Askier's desire to destroy Ul'dah.  The man has been missing for some time now and Askier is anxious for the man's return, wanting to apologize and thnak the hyur for everything his subordinates did for him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Common Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;Askier can't read.&amp;quot;'' It's a lie Askier tells about himself.&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;How can someone drink that much and be okay with themselves?&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;I'd say it's not normal for someone to always be this much fun to be around, but I'm having such a good time!&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;Heard he likes men and women equally in the bed.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;Don't make him mad, he'll snap your neck soon as look at ya.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
*  ''&amp;quot; The man faked his own death and went into hiding because some Garlean spy master was trying to kill him and his friends that he set up that bomb in Ul'dah to save his sister for them.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;I heard Askier knows how to destroy a city with a device of brass and magic.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;More than one of that man's drinking buddies have been found dead the next morning.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;Word is he killed some of his own friends the day he deserted the Garlean Empire. &amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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*''&amp;quot;He should have stayed dead. He should very well have stayed dead.&amp;quot;'' - [[Delial Grimsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Don't give me that look! He's... changed, or maybe I have. He taught me a lesson I will never be able to repay him for, yes, I shall give him all I can to ensure he lives. The light he appears under when I look at him now is much different. I can see family, freedom, and loyalty, but also much more. I want to know him.&amp;quot;'' - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I blame Askier.&amp;quot;'' - [[Osric Melkire]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Askier? He's a damned interesting one he is. Quite the smooth, suave gentleman when he wants to be, absolutely amazing kisser as well. What do you mean how do I know that?!&amp;quot;'' - [[Kraz'a Axrial]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Grab this box, bring it back to Ul'dah,&amp;quot; he said... Askier started this rock rolling and it has not quit! I'll never forget the change that he brought out of me, he's helped me become more than I ever thought I could be. For this, I will always be grateful. Dinner? What about dinner? Oh... Sorry I don't kiss and tell.~&amp;quot;'' - [[Kanaria Galanodel]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot; &amp;quot;He has suffered for one of my masters before, and he shall do so again in time.&amp;quot;'' - [[Jin'li Epinoch]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it.&amp;quot;'' - [[Grieving Hound]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Right now, I don't know if I could honestly let go of the things he had done. He wanted to destroy a city with many in it and wanted to kill people who I considered friends and a loved one, amongst others. Suddenly, he wants to change. I don't completely buy it yet. If I had to describe Askier in one word, it would be 'frustration.'&amp;quot;'' - [[Sizha'to Chalahko]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Aye, he has done me wrong. But when I asked him not to die, he promised me he would live, even when death was the easier choice. He has suffered enough in my eyes.&amp;quot;'' - [[Roen Deneith]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Squawk!&amp;quot;'' - [[Drumstick]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Keeps calling me friend. Odd.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;He's too trusting, something I didn't even think was possible for a Garlean. It's a shame it keeps biting him in the ass... though I suppose I've had my part in that as well.&amp;quot; - [[Natalie Mcbeef]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;He's a good sand moogle .. aside from that I'll have to let you know once I get to know him better..&amp;quot; '' - [[Leilani Belle]]&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier was born in the Garlean Empire to Ven'li and a female he knows nothing about.  His mother stuck around long enough to birth him and recover before leaving Askier with his father.  Ven'li was stationed in an open plan and was responsible for taming chocobos.  Ven'li was a distant father and Askier only remembers him from his smell of booze.  Askier's sister, Saravena, was born five years after he was to another female.  Askier's father was killed when Askier was six.  Askier was sent to live with his father's brother, who was a woodcutter near a river.&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next 10 years, Askier and Saravena lived relatively uneventful lives.  They helped their uncle deforest large swathes of the land to send the lumber down river for the Garlean war machine and learned simple schooling from traveling scholars.  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This simple life was violently interrupted when a group of anti-imperial soldiers assaulted the camp and burned many of the workes and the woods in an attempt to hurt the lumber supply to the Garlean military.  Askier and Saravena escaped but their uncle was lost in the flames.  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lost, the pair eventually reached a city. There starving, and forced with some unpleasant options, Askier enlisted to serve the army to earn money for his little sister to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life as a soldier''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier would spend the next four years being bounced around from one tour of duty to the next.  During that time, he took to learning about magitek and started messing around with spare parts he stole.  He discovered he was rather good with making random parts work together and his tinkering eventually caught the eye of an officer in the engineering branch.  The officer had Askier transferred to his unit and Askier quickly excelled in his new job, causing a good amount of interest amongst the military brass when it came to new explosive devices.  One such device of Askier's was loaded aboard a Garlean airship and was planned on being us the day of the Calamity, destroying his device before it could be detonated.&lt;br /&gt;
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At seeing the immense power of the primal that day, Askier deserted his post, concerned only with keeping his sister safe.  He returned home and fled with her south till they came to Eorzea, where they lived as traveling mercenaries for three years.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life as a freelance mercenary''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Life as a freelance mercenary was good for Askier and Saravena.  They travelled and used their coin to live well.  Askier began drinking more and more heavily during this time, much to the concern of his sister, who was unable to stop him.  Askier used the money he made to keep his sister well taken care off as he spent the left over research what few books he could afford, trying to better himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier also tried to put his past behind him, and, while he still continued to study bomb making with the few books he could find written about magitek, it was simply for academic reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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He was enjoying his life and considered himself extremely lucky.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life as a Garlean Saboteur''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But the good luck ran out.  Askier was recognized by a Garlean spy near Ul'dah and, after tailing Askier, came up with a plan. He forces Askier to build another bomb, in Ul'dah.  Askier refused initially but the agent took Askier's sister hostage and made the demand: &amp;quot;destroy Ul'dah or she dies&amp;quot;.  Askier gave in immediately for his sister and has been working on building his bomb for over a year and a half, shipping in the needed parts slowly and piece by piece to avoid attention.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Saga of the Wind Swept Sands''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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((Askier's IC summary of Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot;))&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To whomever finds this, This may be my last time sitting down to write, and I will be considering this as my last testament.   The purpose of this testament is to chronicle the past two years, and, more specifically, the past few weeks that have led to me sitting in this cell.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I begin when Saravena was taken, as that was the catalyst for all of this.  Saravena and I had been wandering and working as mercenaries for the three years after my desertion from the Empire following the calamity. &lt;br /&gt;
It was a good life.  However, my drunkenness proved our undoing.  Like my father, the drink is my vice and I was drunk and loud too often back then.  A servant of my former captain during my years in service to the Empire, hence forth referred to as “my employer”, recognized me. I do not know how long they followed after us, or planned, but they struck without warning.  Saravena found a knife to her throat and I with a choice many say should have been harder to make than I found it to be.  I agreed to save Saravena’s life by destroying Ul’dah with a bomb of my own creation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next two years, I moved in secret, slowing shipping in my needed parts a few at a time to keep myself from drawing unwanted attention to myself.  I joined the Harbingers of Dawn during this time, hoping to find companionship to distract my mind from what I was doing.  Although I found most inside the Free Company to be as full of schemes as I, I did find a few genuine companions, though only one I felt comfortable telling everything to, which I did.  Hound, I know you cannot read and I apologize for lying to you about me not being able to do so for so long, but if this should ever be read aloud to you, know you are more than a friend, you are family.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hound hinted I should stop and try to find another way, but I dismissed her.  What could the two of us do against “my employers” shadows?  I was afraid and continued on, though I regret now not heeding her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was allowed to see my sister during these two years on rare occasions.  Always at a location “my employer’s” slave, Jin’li, picked, and only for a few moments.  I began to grow impatient, wanting her back.I started making ripples in my haste. &lt;br /&gt;
Ripples Erik Mynhier began to detect. I realized this and grew angry. I was too close.  So I made a move that, in hindsight, saved both Saravena and all of Ul’dah: I confronted Erik.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Erik, should you see this, know that I have always judged a leader by how his enemies view him and his men revere him.  'A friend to all' is the title I bestow upon you.  I came to you, trying to trick you into playing this game by my rules, to bend you to my will.  But even then you showed me respect as I revealed half-truths to you.  I should have realized then, when you let me walk away, that you had already won.  You had already placed your prize pieces upon the board,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kahn'a Od'hilkas and Osric Melkire.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Erik, I don’t know how many moves ahead of me you were or how you intercepted Jin’li’s letter to me, but you played it all so well.  There I stood, in Vesper Bay, waiting for the shipping manifest from Jin’li that would reveal where I was to find the final three parts for my device.  I recall how my allies and Delial Grimsong… I do not call Delial an ally because she is something more, a schemer as great as myself and as close a friend as one can have with such a dangerous creature.  She was using me to help her own ends as much as she aided me out of a kindred bond to save our siblings.  I have digressed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There we stood, with the manifest in hand, my eyes reading over it greedily, when Kahn’a and his allies attacked us.  Looking back, I realize just how far Kahn’a has come since Vesper Bay. Back then he was just a scared kit while now he… during Vesper Bay, he was no real threat.  The only reason I lost the manifest was a result of the hyur the woman, Daphine, smashing my eye with her book and Osric attacking my flank while I recoiled in pain.  Osric certainly would have captured me and ended it all then and there had my chocobo, Drumstick, not come to my aid.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After Vesper Bay, I nursed my wounds in secret.  Delial did what she could for me, but my eye never healed properly, and even now, bright light causes it to weep blood profusely.  I wanted revenge and so  I hunted for it during the week until my last three parts would arrive.  I found Kahn’a in an alley and thrashed him violently, hoping that my assault would stop Kahn’a for good.  Instead, my violence caught the eye of my Harbinger of Dawn superior, S’honji, and his friend at the time, Kanaria Galanodel. Eager for more guards to help me recover my packages, I lied to them both, pleading for help recovering my shipments for “my employer” saying they were harmless artifacts.  S’honji immediately mistrusted me, but Kanaria seemed to be eager to help a man in need. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My allies gathered at the “Coffin and Coffer”, being Delial,Hound, Siha, Kanaria, and S’honji. Everything should have been easy.  We split into two parties.  Delial, Kanaria and Shonji went to The Silver Bazaar. Hound, Siha, and I went to Crescent Cove.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But Hound betrayed me.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Just as I had recovered my second part and planned to kidnap Siha, Kahn’a arrived.  Hound then stepped forward and raised her axe against me.  Outnumbered four-to-one, I was forced to swim for it with my part.  Wet and half-naked, I rendezvoused back in Ul’dah with Delial’s team where we secured the two parts we had recovered and then proceeded to location number three, the graveyard near Camp Drybone.   Osric,Hound, Siha, Kah’na, Daphine, and Jana were waiting for us.  After a standoff, we came to blows, though it was my party that was forced to yield, all of us bloodied and beaten, save Kanaria, who proved to be a more dangerous combatant then I had ever expected,certainly more than S’honji, who fell to Osric’s blows swiftly.  I broke Osric’s knee before fleeing on Drumstick once more, a battered Delial thrown unceremoniously across my saddle.&lt;br /&gt;
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That night, I finished the bomb, even without the third part.  As my lethal creation hummed intolife and the sinister glow burned into my eye, I will admit I felt pride at all I had accomplished. I had almost, single-handedly, done the impossible, something the might of the entire Imperial military had not been able to do:  I had Ul’dah by the throat.  In that moment, I was akin to Bahamut, a force of sheer destruction unable to be stopped.  The timer on my bomb was ticking and would detonate in one week.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Then my heart sank and my stomach twisted into knots as I realized, without a shred of doubt, I didn’t want to go through with my plan.  The reality of what setting the device off would do, and what would happen to Saravena if I didn't let it go off, slammed into me.  Depressed and confused, I started to drown my emotions in alcohol.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next week, a war raged inside my mind, part of me playing the demon.  I encountered Kahn’ain the streets of Ul’dah and my companion Raven and I tormented him, trying to break him of his will to fight.  But I saw in his eyes he wasn’t afraid anymore. He was fighting back and I felt fear. I began to grow confused, and in my confusion, I acted, proceeding in an action that had repercussions in my mind and added fuel to my doubt.  I might have even killed Kahn’a at that moment had Kanaria not intervened.  I left, my mind wrapped in the fog of doubt and no amount of fiery liquor could burn the fog away.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My conscious rose up in me, begging me to seek help.  But from who? Hound had betrayed me and it would be some time till we mended our relationship.  I thought I was alone again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I wasn’t.  I know now that Kanaria was working with Kahn’a, but she found me sitting on some crates and managed to wring the truth of my goals and who I was from my lips without a bit of force. I was so desperate and wracked by guilt I needed to confess.  Kanaria’s response amazed me.  She did not shun me, but offered to help me to the bitter end.   I left her, still confused but with the realization I wasn’t alone. I wanted to see Kanaria again, to talk to someone.  She used this desire to break down my defenses and convinced me to meet with Kahn’a and Osric. During the meeting, I gave them a copy of the book I had written on explosive magitek as a token of good will. In return, Osric offered a plan:&lt;br /&gt;
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Ask &amp;quot;my employer” to let me see my sister one last time, but instead of me going, he would and free my sister while I waited with my bomb, swearing to disarm it the moment Saravena was safe.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That night, after the meeting, as I drank by the light of my bomb, I smiled. I remember it.  For the first time in a long time, I saw a light at the end of this tunnel and it wasn’t a light of destruction.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But the truce nearly failed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I had gathered my allies and Delial, still not entirely trusting Kahn’a and Osric.  Kahn’a arrived with his troops and my mind immediately took it as betrayal but I waited.  I was willing to humor them as they looked on at my bomb with terror. But then I heard Kahn’a say the words that broke my will that night.  He looked straight at me and uttered: “Saravena is dead, Askier.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My mind snapped, I started dancing around, cackling, wanting to kill everyone and everything, wanting to set off the bomb, and I know I would have, had Kanaria not held me back. My allies and Delial refused to fight, they heard Kahn’a as he tried to explain Saravena was, in fact, still alive; that Osric had saved her after all.  In my grief I failed to hear, and I was shot by Kahn’a’s arrow.  After that, I remember very little as Daphine drugged me.  But I know the bomb was disarmed and I was taken to this cell, where I have resided this past week, thinking.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was visited later by Kanaria and Kahn’a, who brought in an unconscious Saravena and placed her in my arms. Osric had kept up his end of the bargain, though they had almost lost her.  I confess I wept for hours, both relieved that she was safe again after two years and ashamed for nearly breaking my end of the truce.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But Jin’li isn’t done with me it seems.  He still lives and conspires for “my employer.”  If I ever see that runt again, I’ll sink my teeth into his throat and tear it out. Kahn’a and Osric tell me that Kahn’a is being forced to play a game for“my employer” much like the one I was forced to, though this time, it is not Ul’dah he wants destroyed, it is me for failing him and letting Osric make a fool out of him. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  I feel no hatred for Osric, Kanaria, or Kahn’a. Rather I view them as family.  They simply tried to keep what they cared for safe and they were willing to help out a total stranger and his sister while doing so.  How could I ever judge someone for that?  Kahn’a especially has gone from my greatest foe to something I find myself surprised by.  Raven, Kanaria, Osric, Hound, Kahn’a, Vali,even you Delial, I owe you all a debt I can never repay but will try.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have one last scheme to play.  One, that if all goes well, will free me forever from this madman, though the price will by high for some near to me, but they have agreed and once again I am left in awe of their selflessness.  I will stand trial soon and accept my punishment, be it acceptable to me. S’honji plans to convict me and execute me, but I have no plan on dying.  Not until I return “my employer” for his years of kindness.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In conclusion, I did not write this for pity or forgiveness.  In truth, part of me will always be proud of what I have accomplished, though I am grateful that I never had to set off my device.  No, I write this so that, no matter how history remembers me, there will always be a record from my own pen that proves that I am nothing more than a simple Garlean miqot’e, whom was fallible, foolish, and devoted to those he loves.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Trial by Gunblade Fire''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier went to trial for his crimes during the &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept&amp;quot; but he went to live and be free, not suffer S'honji's punishment.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Kahn'a was confronted by Jin'li and forced to play the very game Askier had been.  This time, however, Askier was the target, and those Kahn'a cared about most were the hostages.  Kahn'a came to Osric and Kanaria and told them, and the three worked out a way to trick Jin'li and free Askier from Jin'li's master.  They would fake Askier's death in front of everyone.  Askier was asked to trust Kahn'a to shoot at hi with the gunblade Jin'li had given him.  Askier, seeing the young male forced to make the same type of choice he was and realizing the risk Kahn'a was taking to spare his life, agreed without hesitation, having come to trust Kahn'a, Kanaria, and Osric completely.  The only other person who was to know was Saravena.  During the trial, Askier stood mostly silent, letting those who would speak for him do so.  They added to the plan.  Then Askier stepped forward, giving Kahn'a a shot he couldn't miss.  The other male took it and hit the metal covering they had slipped under Askier's shirt.  Askier flew backwards into Osric, who pinched a set of nerves, sending Askier into a state of near death.  To add to the effect, Askier bit a whole in his tongue to let blood ooze out.  Osric rushed Askier away and revived him, though the bruising from the shot forced Askier to limp. Osric escorted Askier to an airship and sent him to Limsa.  Askier, in immense pain, passed out aboard the ship, a free man for the first time in years.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier arrived in Limsa and kept a low profile.  But Adin and Jin'li were no fools.  They hunted Askier down and shot Askier off a cliff after tricking Osric into revealing Askier was alive.  Askier fell from the cliff and saw the starry heavens and during that moment, a mark was burned onto the back of his neck before he slammed into the ocean and lost consciousness for several days as Osric's siblings saved him and took him to Lady Grace for healing.  During that time, Osric, Kahn'a, and Kanaria hunted down Adin and Jin'li and killed them both.  When Askier awoke, his ruined eye was fixed by Lady Grace's healer and his wounds as well.  He rejoiced when he learned he was a truly free miqo'te.  He returned to Ul'dah, where he encountered Adin's replacement, Rema, briefly as she told him she was calling off the attacks on Ul'dah for a time.  Askier now calls Ul'dah his home and was looking to relax.&lt;br /&gt;
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But that was not to last.  Askier encountered the massive Roe Itarliht Syhrkoensyn, who mentioned the mark on Askier's neck and explained they were both part of a small collection of similar fellows with similar marks.  Askier has agreed to help his new allies discover the purpose of the marks.  But Itar was not done with Askier.  Itar informed Askier there were several old allies of Askier's in need of aid and Askier offered to help without hesitation, even if doing so might reawaken his negative image amongst certain people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Meanwhile, Askier was contacted to identify the explosive used on Lady Grace's ship.  Askier agreed and determined the device but was accused of setting it himself and snapped angrily, viewing the cheap explosive beneath him.  Askier has sworn to prove to Lady Grace how talented his skills are one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier worked odds jobs for awhile, growing bored and listless, wanting the action he had come to enjoy, almost crave like a drug, during the past five years.  Osric kept telling him to stay out of trouble, but the problem was, Askier wanted trouble, wanted the trill of being at the edge.  And Askier finally got his chance and he pounced on it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier was approached by a member of the Brass Blades to abduct Roen Deneith and detain her long enough to draw out a wanted fugitive so the fugitive could be killed.  Askier pretended to take the job for the massive amount of gil he was promised, but, in truth, Askier really just wanted the job to make him feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier had planned to take his time organizing and setting up a proper job, but while Askier was trying to recruit the first of his hired muscle, Itar, Roen walked up to them and the pair of males tricked her, hit her over the head with a shovel, drugged her, and rode north to Coerthas to hide.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier had planned on the kidnapping being a rather pleasant affair, even going so far as to purchase whiskey and books for Roen to pass the time.  But Crim had other ideas.  The Roe proved merciless in his actions, forcing Roen to engage in acts that borderlined on torture, acts that left Askier uncomfortable.  Askier attempted to repair the damage done by Crim by offering aid to Roen's brother but Crim snapped and took to punishing Roen. Askier reached his limit, furious at the way Crim was treating the hyur female and threw a bottle at Crim's head.  Crim turned on the miqo'te and the two males fought, parts of the house being blown to bits by explosives.  &lt;br /&gt;
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The fight ended with Crim, Roen, and Askier outside the house in the whirling snows, Crim pressing a sword to the female's throat, swearing to kill her if Askier did no drop his explosives.  Askier had his mount, Drumstick, flee to act as message to anyone who would look for him before he took out a linkpearl from his ear and removed all but one explosive from his person.  Askier then pulled the pin on the last explosive and blew his left arm off to the shoulder, doing so for several reasons.  Crim was forced to abandon the building and took a wagon loaded with Askier and Roen south where they stole a boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The three sailed for a couple weeks, during that time Askier was violently tortured, an experience he will never forget.  Askier and Roen were rescued and Crim slain during an exchange on the docks of Crescent Cove.  Askier was healed over an extended period of time, though his mind is still suffering as he tries to come to terms with what happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Following Askier's release, Kahn'a offered Askier a chance to keep himself busy by joining the Red Wings.  Askier agreed to do so, so desperate to find a means of work to keep his brain off the memories of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Music I rp Askier with:&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTuhuon1j6U Voltaire - When You're Evil]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F90Cw4l-8NY&amp;amp;feature=kp Bastille - Pompeii]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xzir1B43I3E&amp;amp;feature=kp Freedom Call - Warriors]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2H4l9RpkwM&amp;amp;feature=kp Linkin Park - Breaking the Habit]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VK9qfVQ4Z04&amp;amp;feature=kp Within Temptation - Angels]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iL4mywCOJXA Grounds for Divorce - Elbow]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGnmuBOmL5I Otto Waalkes - Grund zum feiern ]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 10pt; margin: 10px 0 0 0; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;p style=&amp;quot;line-height: 170%; margin: 0 0 10px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Messy template of doom by: [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]''&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[category:Miqo'te]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ragnar</name></author>
		
	</entry>
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		<title>Coatleque Crofte</title>
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Coatleque Crofte&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 250px-Coatleque_Crofte_2.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| imageheight = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ul'Dah&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Highlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Paladin, Armorer &amp;amp; Blacksmith&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5 fulms, 11 ilms / 150 ponz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Nicknames&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = &amp;quot;CC&amp;quot;, Lady Crofte&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
	'''Coatleque Crofte''' (pronounced cottl-ee-kay) is, by her knowledge, the only remaining survivor of her&lt;br /&gt;
fishing village from the north.  Her life has been hard since the Calamity, but she is slowly working to piece it&lt;br /&gt;
back together and raise her station.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''General Demeanor''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque tries to appear and act like a proper lady at all times.  She will almost always be in uniform as this&lt;br /&gt;
is the only symbol she has of her current station in society.  To the common man she can easily fit the role of&lt;br /&gt;
a knight, but to a true aristocrat her sometimes rough mannerisms and verbal slip-ups are blatantly clear.  She&lt;br /&gt;
is still the daughter of a fisherman after all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While on duty her purpose is clear.  She acts with respect and exudes the authoritative presence one would expect&lt;br /&gt;
of the Sultansworn.  She will avoid idle banter as well and only interject if she has a relevant point to make.&lt;br /&gt;
Otherwise, business is business.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the chance that you catch her off of duty, she is shy and awkward socially.  Having to see everyone else's&lt;br /&gt;
lives play out before her on a daily bases, she often forgets to have her own.  Since taking up her mantle as the&lt;br /&gt;
public face of the Sultansworn she has begun to open up more socially, however.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Education / Job History''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:CrofteDress.PNG|150px|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- See Background for more detail -&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Behind all her pretense, Coatleque has a rather sharp mind.  While she started off with nothing due to her&lt;br /&gt;
upbringing, the eventual life she was forced into brought great opportunity for her to learn.  She taught&lt;br /&gt;
herself to read and write in her time alone, learned a few sensual arts such as massage, and how to speak&lt;br /&gt;
to the cultural elite of the city.  Granted, not much of this helps in her current profession.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She knows the basics of conjuration as her first inclination upon gaining her freedom was to help others.  She&lt;br /&gt;
met her dear friend Jancis Milburga during this time and the two became inseparable.  Unfortunately she just&lt;br /&gt;
wasn't able to grasp some of the gentler concepts and decided to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking up a sword, she joined the Brass Blades.  She knew them as the ones who freed her from a life of forced&lt;br /&gt;
servitude.  They knew her as the high-class whore some of them often visited years before.  Unable to gain an&lt;br /&gt;
onze of respect among the wolves, she left to end the bullying if nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With nowhere else to turn she found herself registering at the Gladiator's guild with the mind of meeting a&lt;br /&gt;
quick death in the Colosseum. It turned out she had picked up the sword rather well.  Very well in fact, and&lt;br /&gt;
quickly gained both respect and station.  With new-found purpose in life and a talent she could exploit,&lt;br /&gt;
she did not hesitate to swear her life in service of the Sultana when given the chance.  Now a member of the&lt;br /&gt;
Sultansworn elite, she spends her time patrolling the city and keeping the peace between her other investigations.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Spirituality''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A firm believer in the Twelve, Coatleque relies on them for strength and guidance.  She will not push her&lt;br /&gt;
beliefs on others however.  She simply does not understand how some could so blatantly ignore the truths that&lt;br /&gt;
she feels are so evident in the world around her.  She will pray to Menphina the most, in private, as she feels&lt;br /&gt;
she has committed some slight against the Lover which has placed a curse upon her life that dooms any meaningful&lt;br /&gt;
relationship to fail or be ripped from her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is also closely tied to Nymeia, whom she believes places portents of things to come in the dreams of&lt;br /&gt;
those who are destined to change them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Combat - Views &amp;amp; Behavior''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque will carry her longsword by her side while on duty.  It is kept sharp, well oiled, and can be drawn&lt;br /&gt;
at a moment's notice.  She will use this sword both single and two-handed as necessary, favoring either quick&lt;br /&gt;
defense or strong offense.  She carries her shield only if brought into a campaign where a larger battle is assured.&lt;br /&gt;
When off-duty she will still have a small concealed dagger or gladius at the ready.  Despite this she has no&lt;br /&gt;
love for war and will avoid mass conflicts when possible.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She shows great mastery of the longsword and can easily pickup technique or adapt style, but she lacks&lt;br /&gt;
the self confidence required of an accomplished swordsman.  If the fight turns against her quickly, she'll tend&lt;br /&gt;
to make more and more glaring mistakes.  Otherwise she will fight defensively in style.  She can avoid, block, &lt;br /&gt;
or parry most attacks, but has trouble landing her own.  Her frustrations can easily get the better of her the&lt;br /&gt;
longer a fight draws out. (( In dice this translates to +2 on defense, and a cumulative -1 attack penalty&lt;br /&gt;
every round to a max of -10 on a D20, or -6 on a D10 ))&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Healing - Views &amp;amp; Abilities''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is true that Coatleque has some minor training in Conjuration, she was never very adept at the concept.&lt;br /&gt;
She finds it hard to focus, especially in times of stress, which is not a particularly good trait for someone&lt;br /&gt;
attempting to heal others.  She does know how to heal and even to raise.  The former is very taxing on her, while&lt;br /&gt;
the latter will leave her exhausted to the point of being momentarily incapacitated.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Background''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;(In Character)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque is not wont to talk of her past history to people she doesn't know.  You would be better off winning&lt;br /&gt;
her trust first.  Otherwise, if hard-pressed she may anger and simply leave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;(Out of Character)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque is from a remote fishing village at the Southern tip of Ala'Mhigo.  Born after the empire's invasion,&lt;br /&gt;
this technically makes her Garlean if not for location.  Built on the coast, of little importance, they eked &lt;br /&gt;
out a meager existence far from any city.  She was a typical country girl, the daughter of a fisherman, with &lt;br /&gt;
no special skills or talents.  Her parents were in the process of arranging her to be given away to the miller's&lt;br /&gt;
son.  A quiet life she was honestly looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Dalamud came raining down, a rather large chunk landed in the ocean off their coast.  The resulting &lt;br /&gt;
tidal wave destroyed the village and swept away a majority of its inhabitants.  She was only 17 at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
The remnants of the coast were soon raided by brigands from the mountains looking to make quick coin off the&lt;br /&gt;
salvage.  What few villagers remained were captured.  The men were either put to the sword or pressed into&lt;br /&gt;
service.  The women did not fair so well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Carted off in rags, they were taken by cover of night to Ul'dah and sold to one of the more high-class&lt;br /&gt;
brothels of the under-ground.  For three long years she served all manner of clients under fear of torture&lt;br /&gt;
or death.  Each night spent crying out to Menphina for deliverance.  Eventually, as all people who think&lt;br /&gt;
they are more influential than they really are do, the owner angered a very important client who was also&lt;br /&gt;
a member of the Syndicate.  Soon after, the Brass Blades swept through the establishment in a false-front raid&lt;br /&gt;
to &amp;quot;expose slave trafficking&amp;quot;.  Coatleque escaped during the chaos as many of the courtesans fled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She spent the next two years bettering herself and learning to fight.  She has a mind for revenge against&lt;br /&gt;
the brigands that raided her village so many years ago.  But she would also like to find any others that may&lt;br /&gt;
have survived, especially her family whom she has had no word of for these long five years.  She has no interest&lt;br /&gt;
in going back, however.  She knows there is nothing for her there.  She has embraced her life as a citizen of&lt;br /&gt;
Ul'dah - even as she prepares to take her oath to lay down her life for the Sultana.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Relationships''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Family&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her family was either killed by the tidal wave that destroyed her village, or captured by brigands in the wake&lt;br /&gt;
of the Calamity.  She has not heard from anyone in five years and has all but given up hope of contacting them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Personal&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque does not currently have any romantic interest(s).  She would say that her chosen profession is not conducive&lt;br /&gt;
to such interests at this time.  It could just be that she hasn't met the right man yet.  In either case, from her&lt;br /&gt;
past, she is used to being viewed as only an object and therefore has no experience in a real relationship.  She&lt;br /&gt;
dare not approach anyone directly and is easily flustered if someone else shows genuine interest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is attracted to strength and confidence.  She needs to be assured she will be safe and protected, but not &lt;br /&gt;
coddled and sheltered.  While her recent past has forced her to bed both men and women, she would say the latter was&lt;br /&gt;
not her choice.  She longs for the life she was denied, to marry and raise her own family away from the bustle and&lt;br /&gt;
dangers of city life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PC Friends&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; margin: 0em 2em; padding: 0.25em; width: 30em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;(&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #DC143C;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; = Romantic Interest, &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF00FF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; = Sexual Tension, &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; = Platonic Care )&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Alveo Soulseeker]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A sailor, and member of the Maelstrom.  He is Jancis's betrothed.  Despite some rough starts to their relationship, he has grown into a dependable soldier and skilled lancer.  Coatleque trusts him, even if his constant ribbing annoys her.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Jancis Milburga]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A friend she met while studying conjuration a few years prior.  She is the closest thing Coatleque has to family right now, and she loves her like a sister.  They have on occasion been mistaken for one another due to their like mannerisms.  Coatleque has not seen much of Jancis lately, mostly due to her own duties taking priority over her spare time.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Obsidian Hornet]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A rather elegant and refined Roegadyn woman.  She has recently put her trust in the abilities of Ser Crofte to help keep her family from further harm.  Trust that Coatleque assures her is not misplaced, and has gone so far as to wager her own life in exchange for.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF00FF&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Tasa Rhyzul]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A strong, stoic Elezen whom Coatleque met while assisting the Harbingers.  Coatleque quickly found herself drawn to the woman's confident attitude, and has developed a sort of girl-crush on her.  After a few personal moments together they have found some almost uncanny similarities in their lives.  Such common ground may serve to drive them closer in the end.  The woman's flirtatious nature has, on more than one occasion, left Coatleque alone and frustrated as she continues to pine for her affections.  Her recent duties have conspired to keep the two apart though, and now Coatleque finds herself being drawn towards another.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #DC143C&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Warren Castille]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A Free Paladin and colleague of Coatleque's.  They can often be seen together standing watch over the Quicksand.  He is Highlander, like her, yet easily towers over her in stature.  If there is anyone in Eorzea who would be her match, it is Warren.  They are alike in mannerisms, speech, and action.  Her personal view of the man has been elevated slightly after observing him fight, and win, at the Grindstone.  His being shirtless at the time may or may not have been a factor.  Since then she has gone to aid him in his search for missing friends.  While their trip was entirely professional, it has still left her feeling closer to the man than she perhaps should.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[X'Kohu Tia]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;Former (albeit short lived) Crafting Saint of the Harbingers, the two had little interaction until recently.  His rather forward advances have made for some lightly awkward conversation mainly do to Coatleque's obliviousness.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;The Sultansworn&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Anelia Sadowyn]]:&amp;amp;nbsp; Anelia is currently an enigma to Coatleque.  She has apparently been away for some time investigating corruption in the ranks and only recently reappeared.  She is still working under cover, however, and has assumed a pseudo-name until she feels ready to reveal her return to Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Bartolomeo Filangieri]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;  Bartolomeo was the first of her comrades she was assigned to work with.  Together they served the Harbingers of Dawn, though only briefly.  Since their departure, Bartolomeo has been rather aloof.  They meet when they can to trade words and catch up on 'business'.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Erik Mynhier]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;  A man of no small renown, Coatleque only knows about him from the rumors and hearsay of others.  He has recently returned after some ordeal and is ready to take up his prior mantle as Captain in the Immortal Flames, and as a fellow Sultansworn.  He has expressed interest in having Coatleque officially be put through her trials - a notion she is eager to comply with.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Kage Kiryuu]]:&amp;amp;nbsp; Kage is currently on suspension and serving the Brass Blades.  Coatleque sees the man as a drifter, simply doing as he is told with no regard for his own morals.  She has tried to make him question his motives in the hopes he will take charge of his life.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Natalie Mcbeef]]:&amp;amp;nbsp; Natalie is currently on suspension and serving the Brass Blades.  She is brash and headstrong.  She would make a good leader if not for her dimwittedness.  Coatleque may never see eye-to-eye with the woman, but she has tried to appeal to whatever sense of honor the Miqo'te may have in an effort to bring her back to the fold.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Roen Deneith]]:&amp;amp;nbsp; Roen is currently on suspension and facing desertion charges.  What limited exposure Coatleque has had with the girl leaves the impression of a quiet and gentle soul.  At the same time she may be too soft for Knighthood.  Coatleque has attempted to bolster her convictions in the hopes she will rise to the occasion and prove herself worthy of the title once more.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Other Acquaintences&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Aya Foxheart]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;The always lovely bar maid of the Quicksand.  The nights she is working just seem to pass too quickly.  She never did tell Coatleque her last name, so the Knight simply calls her Miss Aya.  Aya has become a trusted source of information in the city due to her profession.  She sees and hears things most people would simply pass over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Barbarccia Valadis]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;Coatleque does not know much about this woman, and from what she's seen so far that's a good thing.  The Miqo'te comes off as very haughty, pushy, even rude.  There is a certain tension present whenever they are in the same room together, and is probably best for the both of them that Coatleque can hold her tongue.  Coatleque will refer to her as 'Madam Valadis' and indulge her aristocratic attitude, but personally would not shed a tear if the woman was finally put in her place.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Gus Pumpkinweed]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;The fast talking owner of the Piquant Pumpkin.  Coatleque met him when she chased off a street rat who was harassing his business dealings outside the Quicksand.  He was so impressed that he offered her a job providing security.  She hesitantly accepted, more so that she can keep herself busy when not on active duty, than for the pay (which she often neglects to collect).&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Jenzi Einzig]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A mysterious girl who always wears facial coverings.  Coatleque has a poor opinion of the woman due to certain events in their past, but cannot igonre her duties as a Paladin.  When the girl contacted her asking for help, the Knight hesitantly agreed.  In exchange for protection, Jenzi has agreed to be another contact for Ser Crofte to use for information.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Osric Melkire]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;Chief Flame Sergeant of the Immortal Flames.  Coatleque traded her assistance to him for information in another investigation.  Recently he has gone missing and most of his contacts have gone quiet over the matter.  .&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Otto Vann]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A wealthy merchant and clothing designer who has made himself a name in Ul'dah.  He seems to respect the Knight and always stops to greet her when they pass.  She helped him resolve an issue regarding some stolen pants, and in return he made her an exquisite white dress which she wears now whenever possible.  Due to his potential ties to the Syndicate, she is hesitant to cross him whenever he requests her opinion on certain matters.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Valirelia Ferox]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A rather enigmatic Miqo'te - Coatleque met Vali at her first orientation for the Piquant Pumpkin.  Since then she's learned they share some common ground through past acquaintances.  Coatleque doesn't know what to make of the girl yet, but she always seems to be around wherever Coatleque goes.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Val Nunh]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;Not so much a friend as an acquaintance. Coatleque knows next to nothing about him, save what she unfortunately has to overhear when in the same room.  Her first impression was of him and another member discussing their many visits to the brothels of Ul'dah - a conversation which has left her with distaste for them both.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Enemies / Rivalries / Those in poor standing&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Briareus Kurokawa]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;An Ishgardian assassin sent after Jenzi Enzig who's plans were initially stopped by Coatleque.  He then returned and accused her of signing the very contract on the woman's life.  Coatleque refused to cooperate with the unauthorized investigation of an outsider yet offered to aid him by making her own formal inquiry on his behalf.  He refused to compromise and eventually backed down.  Coatleque is still on guard for this man as he may try to accost her again with a larger show of force.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Quentyn Nocturama]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A common thug who accosted an innocent girl in the streets of Ul'Dah outside the Quicksand.  He made bold threats to harm her person and &amp;quot;have my way with her, if you know what I mean...&amp;quot; in the middle of broad daylight.  Coatleque stepped in to separate the two and the girl quit the scene while she had the chance.  The man was forced to back down when he and his two cronies were quickly outnumbered.  Needless to say, Coatleque is always on guard for this man in case he once again threatens to rape someone in the streets.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PC Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Warren Castille]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;If anyone can foster hope in the people that the 'Sworn are on their side, it's her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Osric Melkire]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;The hells must've frozen over, seein' as how Ser Jenlyns finally grew a brain stem, what with pushin' her to the forefront. Green... but competent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Oscare Iono]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;What was it, Wristcleaver? Wristbreaker? Bah, it doesn't matter. If you like your head on your shoulders though, it'd be smart to behave around her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[L'yhta Mahre]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I heard she was in charge of security at half the taverns in Eorzea! You definitely don't want to get on her bad side, at least if you want to get a drink anywhere outside of Mor Dhona!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Aya Foxheart]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;She likes to keep an eye on the Quick Sand, and make sure that no one gets up to any trouble.  She's the kind of Sultansworn that they're supposed to be.  I trust her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[X'kohu Tia]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;Coat's an alright girl, got a good head on her shoulders and a good heart in her chest. Still, if she wants to keep patrolling taverns, she's gotta learn to hold her liquor!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Roen Deneith]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I had lost faith in my Shield sisters and brothers. Then Ser Crofte offered me her aid. She reminds me why I swore the Oath in the first place.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Natalie Mcbeef]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I always thought the Sultansworn's reputation as a haughty group to be undeserved. That was until I met Ser Crofte.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Obsidian Hornet]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I don't pray often, but I pray for her.  She has placed her life in my hands.  I wish she hadn't, but it's done.  She's better than Ul'dah.  The city doesn't deserve her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Kage Kiryuu]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I did not think other 'Sworn to be so judgmental basing their comments and opinions on second-hand even third-hand words. That is, until I was not a 'Sworn and met Ser Crofte.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Alexei Volkov]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;The knight? Capable arm, dependable. Seems to be drawing much attention quickly. Good. Let her draw attention, vill continue to vork from shadows.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;NPC Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Random Brass Blade&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Oh, I remember her.  Quite good with her mouth that one, mmm-hahahaha!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Random Brass Blade&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;She was my favorite.  Just something about those eyes... and red hair.  *sigh* Shame when we had to take that place down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Random Drunk&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Huh? *hic* eeehhh... get offa my *hic* lawn you kidsh!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Mylla&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;She came to us with nothing but a fire in her eyes, I couldn't turn her away.  I just hope she learned something here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Jenlyns&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;A fine sword arm on that girl.  And you'd be hard pressed to find a more loyal soldier.  I fear what her lack of confidence may lead to, however.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Quotes''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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(feel free to edit)&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;quot;Look Jancis, I'm flying!&amp;quot; ~ while being carried to an inn room after too much wine&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;quot;I'm not a warrior like you, Tasa.  I was supposed to be a house-wife!&amp;quot; ~ personal moment with Tasa Rhyzul&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:*Jancis: &amp;quot;Can you see from back there?&amp;quot;  Coatleque: &amp;quot;I can see exactly what I need to.&amp;quot; ~ while watching Warren at the Grindstone&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;quot;Everyone is fragile, Ser. It merely depends on what height we are dropped from.&amp;quot; ~ Advice given to Warren Castille&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;quot;Titles change often, Miss.  You are what you chose to be.  Remember what you are, and title may yet return in time.&amp;quot; ~ Advice given to Roen Deneith&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Current Events / Achievements''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(New Events at Top, but some may relate to others.  All will be updated as things proceed)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Current Plotlines (in Progress):&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;The Road to Redemption&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*Having acted against her orders now, Coatleque has submitted a lengthy report to her Captain regarding three disgraced Sultansworn.  She is currently waiting reprimand for disobedience, but feels her actions were justified as laid out in her documentation.  While two of the three seem to be far past saving, she still holds hope for their third.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque went to visit Ser Deneith at her safe house to impart what wisdom she could to the girl, in hopes that she will not succumb to whatever dark thoughts are currently assaulting her.  Time will tell if her words carried weight.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*In an effort to draw pressure away from her three comrades, Coatleque has devised a plan to use the evidence that was once their bane to take official responsibility of the entire investigation.  What was once used against the three may yet now be used to save them all if she can maneuver around politics correctly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Having now been ordered to detain Roen Deneith herself, Coatleque has used the preliminary time given to her to warn Ser Deneith of the situation, and to begin building her case to acquit her of all charges.  Coatleque now plans to build her case based around deeds versus words to prove Roen is above the reproach of these charges which were levied by a single witness.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;The Thanks I Get&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*After saving a girl's life (Jenzi) from a would be assassin (Briareus) in the Quicksand, Coatleque found herself accosted not two bells later that same night by the same assassin and his target.  They both accused Coatleque of signing the contract on the woman's life, a charge she vehemently denied before all present.  A riot nearly ensued afterwords as Flames, Blades, and Paladins answered her call for support.  Still she stood her ground with the law on her side and the Ishgardian backed down when it was clear she (Coatleque) would not submit to his inquisition.  Once the crowd had dispersed, it was made known the barmaid (Aya) may have information.  She gave Coatleque the names of three disgraced Sultansworn (Natalie, Kage, Roen) who may have forged no less than sixteen contracts on Jenzi's life, if Briareus's accusations are true.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque has been contacted by the assassin once again.  Briareus seemed to be after someone he refereed to as Kalas.  Before she could react, the man ran off with a comrade.  Apparently their quarry had already been caught.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Some days later, the Knight was contacted and asked to meet with the mysterious Master Zero.  The man has requested her aid in the near future, but seems tight lipped on the details.  While she is not about to turn away someone in need, she also cannot pledge help to a cause she does not know.  She asked him to contact her once there is something he actually needs her to do other than false hope and promises.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Rumor has it, Briareus is still conducting his investigation, and Coatleque's name has been brought up more than once over the past fortnight, though she has not been approached directly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Jenzi Einzig has contact Coatleque to request her aid.  In exchange for the odd request of two Sultansworn emblems, Jenzi has agreed to provide Ser Crofte with any information she can overhear while she moves about the city.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Lifting Menphina's Curse:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque's prior relationships have all fallen apart for one reason or another.  She continues to believe herself cursed by the Lover to always be alone.  There is one other, however, who may be of like mind.  Perhaps too much of like mind, as neither of them have yet to act on it.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Previous / Finished Plotlines:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Paladinhood, or, To Be a Sultansworn&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Since pledging her life and blade to the Sultansworn, Coatleque has been taking active guard duty in Ul'dah.  A boring start to her career.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque's stalwart defense of the innocents of Ul'Dah are beginning to garner her more support from the populace while she is on duty.  Her name seems to be rising quickly through word of mouth.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Faced with an ongoing investigation and internal inquiry, the Sultansworn have been left in an awkward position regarding allegations of corruption.  With a need to maintain a show of strength to counteract the Monetarists, Jenlyns has quickly promoted his new rising star to replace the Sergeant he had to dismiss recently.  Her orders are to maintain her patrols and be the Sworn's face to the public.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Harbingers' Leviathon Plot&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: While the Harbinger's Vanguard fought the Leviathan near the Ilse of Umbra, Coatleque led a successful diversionary move against the Sahaguin to prevent them from interfering with the main assault.  Once the beast was felled, she ordered the withdraw to reinforce the company while the wounded were tended to.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Case of the Missing Pants&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: Coatleque received a new set of finery as thanks from the famous Otto Vann, fashion designer of Ul'dah.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Dear Sister&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*It's hard not to get involved in your best friend's love life when everyone else keeps throwing it in your face.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Taking a passive role in the whole business seems to have paid off, as Jancis's relationship woes have seemingly been smoothed over.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Career Change&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*With the company slowly falling apart under absent leadership, a change of allegiance has finally been forced.  While Coatleque's first liege has always been the Sultana, she worries for the rest of the Harbingers who are now scattered abroad.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Looking to fill her spare time with yet more work, Coatleque has thrown her blade in with the Sailors of the Coral Sea.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;The Piquant Pumpkin&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque accepted a position to provide security at Gus Pumpkinweed's new Cafe during its grand opening.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Services were once again rendered as security for the Spooky Lightsday at camp Bluefog.&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Tension Abounds&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After sharing some personal 'girl' time with Tasa in the Mist, the pair parted ways with an unexpected kiss.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*An emotional parting of ways occurred as both women decided to move on from the Harbingers.  They have promised to keep in touch however possible.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Some shameless flirting has led to a sudden outburst in public.  Has a relationship been strained, or has Coatleque been forced to confront her fears of being hurt?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Time can heal most wounds.  In this case it has drawn the two closer together.  Deciding to just see where things lead, Tasa and Coatleque have decided to face their fears together for now.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque's position has been keeping her tied up with work more often than not.  She worries about the strain this may cause on her 'relationship' and is already convinced things are going to turn downhill.  She feels she has been cursed by Menphina herself in this aspect of her life.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After providing assitance to Ser Warren Castille in Coerthas, Coatleque is feeling rather conflicted as to how she wants her life to proceed from here.  It may be time to have a heart-to-heart with Tasa, whom she has not seen in quite some time.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Tasa has come to Ul'dah to speak with Coatleque about their relationship.  While Tasa expressed concern and made her case as to why they should not continue, Coatleque remained distant and emotionless.  Her work had taken too much of a toll for her to respond.  The two decided to part ways and remain in contact as friends.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Coatleque Crofte</title>
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| name = Coatleque Crofte&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 250px-Coatleque_Crofte_2.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ul'Dah&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Highlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 22&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Paladin, Armorer &amp;amp; Blacksmith&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5 fulms, 11 ilms / 150 ponz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Nicknames&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = &amp;quot;CC&amp;quot;, Lady Crofte&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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	'''Coatleque Crofte''' (pronounced cottl-ee-kay) is, by her knowledge, the only remaining survivor of her&lt;br /&gt;
fishing village from the north.  Her life has been hard since the Calamity, but she is slowly working to piece it&lt;br /&gt;
back together and raise her station.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''General Demeanor''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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Coatleque tries to appear and act like a proper lady at all times.  She will almost always be in uniform as this&lt;br /&gt;
is the only symbol she has of her current station in society.  To the common man she can easily fit the role of&lt;br /&gt;
a knight, but to a true aristocrat her sometimes rough mannerisms and verbal slip-ups are blatantly clear.  She&lt;br /&gt;
is still the daughter of a fisherman after all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While on duty her purpose is clear.  She acts with respect and exudes the authoritative presence one would expect&lt;br /&gt;
of the Sultansworn.  She will avoid idle banter as well and only interject if she has a relevant point to make.&lt;br /&gt;
Otherwise, business is business.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the chance that you catch her off of duty, she is shy and awkward socially.  Having to see everyone else's&lt;br /&gt;
lives play out before her on a daily bases, she often forgets to have her own.  Since taking up her mantle as the&lt;br /&gt;
public face of the Sultansworn she has begun to open up more socially, however.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Education / Job History''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:CrofteDress.PNG|150px|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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- See Background for more detail -&lt;br /&gt;
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Behind all her pretense, Coatleque has a rather sharp mind.  While she started off with nothing due to her&lt;br /&gt;
upbringing, the eventual life she was forced into brought great opportunity for her to learn.  She taught&lt;br /&gt;
herself to read and write in her time alone, learned a few sensual arts such as massage, and how to speak&lt;br /&gt;
to the cultural elite of the city.  Granted, not much of this helps in her current profession.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She knows the basics of conjuration as her first inclination upon gaining her freedom was to help others.  She&lt;br /&gt;
met her dear friend Jancis Milburga during this time and the two became inseparable.  Unfortunately she just&lt;br /&gt;
wasn't able to grasp some of the gentler concepts and decided to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking up a sword, she joined the Brass Blades.  She knew them as the ones who freed her from a life of forced&lt;br /&gt;
servitude.  They knew her as the high-class whore some of them often visited years before.  Unable to gain an&lt;br /&gt;
onze of respect among the wolves, she left to end the bullying if nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With nowhere else to turn she found herself registering at the Gladiator's guild with the mind of meeting a&lt;br /&gt;
quick death in the Colosseum. It turned out she had picked up the sword rather well.  Very well in fact, and&lt;br /&gt;
quickly gained both respect and station.  With new-found purpose in life and a talent she could exploit,&lt;br /&gt;
she did not hesitate to swear her life in service of the Sultana when given the chance.  Now a member of the&lt;br /&gt;
Sultansworn elite, she spends her time patrolling the city and keeping the peace between her other investigations.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Spirituality''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A firm believer in the Twelve, Coatleque relies on them for strength and guidance.  She will not push her&lt;br /&gt;
beliefs on others however.  She simply does not understand how some could so blatantly ignore the truths that&lt;br /&gt;
she feels are so evident in the world around her.  She will pray to Menphina the most, in private, as she feels&lt;br /&gt;
she has committed some slight against the Lover which has placed a curse upon her life that dooms any meaningful&lt;br /&gt;
relationship to fail or be ripped from her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is also closely tied to Nymeia, whom she believes places portents of things to come in the dreams of&lt;br /&gt;
those who are destined to change them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Combat - Views &amp;amp; Behavior''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque will carry her longsword by her side while on duty.  It is kept sharp, well oiled, and can be drawn&lt;br /&gt;
at a moment's notice.  She will use this sword both single and two-handed as necessary, favoring either quick&lt;br /&gt;
defense or strong offense.  She carries her shield only if brought into a campaign where a larger battle is assured.&lt;br /&gt;
When off-duty she will still have a small concealed dagger or gladius at the ready.  Despite this she has no&lt;br /&gt;
love for war and will avoid mass conflicts when possible.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She shows great mastery of the longsword and can easily pickup technique or adapt style, but she lacks&lt;br /&gt;
the self confidence required of an accomplished swordsman.  If the fight turns against her quickly, she'll tend&lt;br /&gt;
to make more and more glaring mistakes.  Otherwise she will fight defensively in style.  She can avoid, block, &lt;br /&gt;
or parry most attacks, but has trouble landing her own.  Her frustrations can easily get the better of her the&lt;br /&gt;
longer a fight draws out. (( In dice this translates to +2 on defense, and a cumulative -1 attack penalty&lt;br /&gt;
every round to a max of -10 on a D20, or -6 on a D10 ))&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Healing - Views &amp;amp; Abilities''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is true that Coatleque has some minor training in Conjuration, she was never very adept at the concept.&lt;br /&gt;
She finds it hard to focus, especially in times of stress, which is not a particularly good trait for someone&lt;br /&gt;
attempting to heal others.  She does know how to heal and even to raise.  The former is very taxing on her, while&lt;br /&gt;
the latter will leave her exhausted to the point of being momentarily incapacitated.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Background''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;(In Character)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque is not wont to talk of her past history to people she doesn't know.  You would be better off winning&lt;br /&gt;
her trust first.  Otherwise, if hard-pressed she may anger and simply leave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;(Out of Character)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque is from a remote fishing village at the Southern tip of Ala'Mhigo.  Born after the empire's invasion,&lt;br /&gt;
this technically makes her Garlean if not for location.  Built on the coast, of little importance, they eked &lt;br /&gt;
out a meager existence far from any city.  She was a typical country girl, the daughter of a fisherman, with &lt;br /&gt;
no special skills or talents.  Her parents were in the process of arranging her to be given away to the miller's&lt;br /&gt;
son.  A quiet life she was honestly looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Dalamud came raining down, a rather large chunk landed in the ocean off their coast.  The resulting &lt;br /&gt;
tidal wave destroyed the village and swept away a majority of its inhabitants.  She was only 17 at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
The remnants of the coast were soon raided by brigands from the mountains looking to make quick coin off the&lt;br /&gt;
salvage.  What few villagers remained were captured.  The men were either put to the sword or pressed into&lt;br /&gt;
service.  The women did not fair so well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Carted off in rags, they were taken by cover of night to Ul'dah and sold to one of the more high-class&lt;br /&gt;
brothels of the under-ground.  For three long years she served all manner of clients under fear of torture&lt;br /&gt;
or death.  Each night spent crying out to Menphina for deliverance.  Eventually, as all people who think&lt;br /&gt;
they are more influential than they really are do, the owner angered a very important client who was also&lt;br /&gt;
a member of the Syndicate.  Soon after, the Brass Blades swept through the establishment in a false-front raid&lt;br /&gt;
to &amp;quot;expose slave trafficking&amp;quot;.  Coatleque escaped during the chaos as many of the courtesans fled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She spent the next two years bettering herself and learning to fight.  She has a mind for revenge against&lt;br /&gt;
the brigands that raided her village so many years ago.  But she would also like to find any others that may&lt;br /&gt;
have survived, especially her family whom she has had no word of for these long five years.  She has no interest&lt;br /&gt;
in going back, however.  She knows there is nothing for her there.  She has embraced her life as a citizen of&lt;br /&gt;
Ul'dah - even as she prepares to take her oath to lay down her life for the Sultana.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Relationships''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Family&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her family was either killed by the tidal wave that destroyed her village, or captured by brigands in the wake&lt;br /&gt;
of the Calamity.  She has not heard from anyone in five years and has all but given up hope of contacting them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Personal&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coatleque does not currently have any romantic interest(s).  She would say that her chosen profession is not conducive&lt;br /&gt;
to such interests at this time.  It could just be that she hasn't met the right man yet.  In either case, from her&lt;br /&gt;
past, she is used to being viewed as only an object and therefore has no experience in a real relationship.  She&lt;br /&gt;
dare not approach anyone directly and is easily flustered if someone else shows genuine interest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is attracted to strength and confidence.  She needs to be assured she will be safe and protected, but not &lt;br /&gt;
coddled and sheltered.  While her recent past has forced her to bed both men and women, she would say the latter was&lt;br /&gt;
not her choice.  She longs for the life she was denied, to marry and raise her own family away from the bustle and&lt;br /&gt;
dangers of city life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PC Friends&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; margin: 0em 2em; padding: 0.25em; width: 30em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;(&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #DC143C;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; = Romantic Interest, &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF00FF&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; = Sexual Tension, &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; = Platonic Care )&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Alveo Soulseeker]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A sailor, and member of the Maelstrom.  He is Jancis's betrothed.  Despite some rough starts to their relationship, he has grown into a dependable soldier and skilled lancer.  Coatleque trusts him, even if his constant ribbing annoys her.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Jancis Milburga]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A friend she met while studying conjuration a few years prior.  She is the closest thing Coatleque has to family right now, and she loves her like a sister.  They have on occasion been mistaken for one another due to their like mannerisms.  Coatleque has not seen much of Jancis lately, mostly due to her own duties taking priority over her spare time.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Obsidian Hornet]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A rather elegant and refined Roegadyn woman.  She has recently put her trust in the abilities of Ser Crofte to help keep her family from further harm.  Trust that Coatleque assures her is not misplaced, and has gone so far as to wager her own life in exchange for.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #FF00FF&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Tasa Rhyzul]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A strong, stoic Elezen whom Coatleque met while assisting the Harbingers.  Coatleque quickly found herself drawn to the woman's confident attitude, and has developed a sort of girl-crush on her.  After a few personal moments together they have found some almost uncanny similarities in their lives.  Such common ground may serve to drive them closer in the end.  The woman's flirtatious nature has, on more than one occasion, left Coatleque alone and frustrated as she continues to pine for her affections.  Her recent duties have conspired to keep the two apart though, and now Coatleque finds herself being drawn towards another.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #DC143C&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Warren Castille]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A Free Paladin and colleague of Coatleque's.  They can often be seen together standing watch over the Quicksand.  He is Highlander, like her, yet easily towers over her in stature.  If there is anyone in Eorzea who would be her match, it is Warren.  They are alike in mannerisms, speech, and action.  Her personal view of the man has been elevated slightly after observing him fight, and win, at the Grindstone.  His being shirtless at the time may or may not have been a factor.  Since then she has gone to aid him in his search for missing friends.  While their trip was entirely professional, it has still left her feeling closer to the man than she perhaps should.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #4B0082&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[X'Kohu Tia]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;Former (albeit short lived) Crafting Saint of the Harbingers, the two had little interaction until recently.  His rather forward advances have made for some lightly awkward conversation mainly do to Coatleque's obliviousness.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;The Sultansworn&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Anelia Sadowyn]]:&amp;amp;nbsp; Anelia is currently an enigma to Coatleque.  She has apparently been away for some time investigating corruption in the ranks and only recently reappeared.  She is still working under cover, however, and has assumed a pseudo-name until she feels ready to reveal her return to Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Bartolomeo Filangieri]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;  Bartolomeo was the first of her comrades she was assigned to work with.  Together they served the Harbingers of Dawn, though only briefly.  Since their departure, Bartolomeo has been rather aloof.  They meet when they can to trade words and catch up on 'business'.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Erik Mynhier]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;  A man of no small renown, Coatleque only knows about him from the rumors and hearsay of others.  He has recently returned after some ordeal and is ready to take up his prior mantle as Captain in the Immortal Flames, and as a fellow Sultansworn.  He has expressed interest in having Coatleque officially be put through her trials - a notion she is eager to comply with.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Kage Kiryuu]]:&amp;amp;nbsp; Kage is currently on suspension and serving the Brass Blades.  Coatleque sees the man as a drifter, simply doing as he is told with no regard for his own morals.  She has tried to make him question his motives in the hopes he will take charge of his life.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Natalie Mcbeef]]:&amp;amp;nbsp; Natalie is currently on suspension and serving the Brass Blades.  She is brash and headstrong.  She would make a good leader if not for her dimwittedness.  Coatleque may never see eye-to-eye with the woman, but she has tried to appeal to whatever sense of honor the Miqo'te may have in an effort to bring her back to the fold.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Roen Deneith]]:&amp;amp;nbsp; Roen is currently on suspension and facing desertion charges.  What limited exposure Coatleque has had with the girl leaves the impression of a quiet and gentle soul.  At the same time she may be too soft for Knighthood.  Coatleque has attempted to bolster her convictions in the hopes she will rise to the occasion and prove herself worthy of the title once more.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Other Acquaintences&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Aya Foxheart]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;The always lovely bar maid of the Quicksand.  The nights she is working just seem to pass too quickly.  She never did tell Coatleque her last name, so the Knight simply calls her Miss Aya.  Aya has become a trusted source of information in the city due to her profession.  She sees and hears things most people would simply pass over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Barbarccia Valadis]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;Coatleque does not know much about this woman, and from what she's seen so far that's a good thing.  The Miqo'te comes off as very haughty, pushy, even rude.  There is a certain tension present whenever they are in the same room together, and is probably best for the both of them that Coatleque can hold her tongue.  Coatleque will refer to her as 'Madam Valadis' and indulge her aristocratic attitude, but personally would not shed a tear if the woman was finally put in her place.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Gus Pumpkinweed]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;The fast talking owner of the Piquant Pumpkin.  Coatleque met him when she chased off a street rat who was harassing his business dealings outside the Quicksand.  He was so impressed that he offered her a job providing security.  She hesitantly accepted, more so that she can keep herself busy when not on active duty, than for the pay (which she often neglects to collect).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Jenzi Einzig]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A mysterious girl who always wears facial coverings.  Coatleque has a poor opinion of the woman due to certain events in their past, but cannot igonre her duties as a Paladin.  When the girl contacted her asking for help, the Knight hesitantly agreed.  In exchange for protection, Jenzi has agreed to be another contact for Ser Crofte to use for information.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Osric Melkire]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;Chief Flame Sergeant of the Immortal Flames.  Coatleque traded her assistance to him for information in another investigation.  Recently he has gone missing and most of his contacts have gone quiet over the matter.  .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Otto Vann]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A wealthy merchant and clothing designer who has made himself a name in Ul'dah.  He seems to respect the Knight and always stops to greet her when they pass.  She helped him resolve an issue regarding some stolen pants, and in return he made her an exquisite white dress which she wears now whenever possible.  Due to his potential ties to the Syndicate, she is hesitant to cross him whenever he requests her opinion on certain matters.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Valirelia Ferox]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A rather enigmatic Miqo'te - Coatleque met Vali at her first orientation for the Piquant Pumpkin.  Since then she's learned they share some common ground through past acquaintances.  Coatleque doesn't know what to make of the girl yet, but she always seems to be around wherever Coatleque goes.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Val Nunh]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;Not so much a friend as an acquaintance. Coatleque knows next to nothing about him, save what she unfortunately has to overhear when in the same room.  Her first impression was of him and another member discussing their many visits to the brothels of Ul'dah - a conversation which has left her with distaste for them both.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Enemies / Rivalries / Those in poor standing&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Briareus Kurokawa]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;An Ishgardian assassin sent after Jenzi Enzig who's plans were initially stopped by Coatleque.  He then returned and accused her of signing the very contract on the woman's life.  Coatleque refused to cooperate with the unauthorized investigation of an outsider yet offered to aid him by making her own formal inquiry on his behalf.  He refused to compromise and eventually backed down.  Coatleque is still on guard for this man as he may try to accost her again with a larger show of force.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color: #D9D9D9&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Quentyn Nocturama]]:&amp;amp;nbsp;A common thug who accosted an innocent girl in the streets of Ul'Dah outside the Quicksand.  He made bold threats to harm her person and &amp;quot;have my way with her, if you know what I mean...&amp;quot; in the middle of broad daylight.  Coatleque stepped in to separate the two and the girl quit the scene while she had the chance.  The man was forced to back down when he and his two cronies were quickly outnumbered.  Needless to say, Coatleque is always on guard for this man in case he once again threatens to rape someone in the streets.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Rumors''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PC Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Warren Castille]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;If anyone can foster hope in the people that the 'Sworn are on their side, it's her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Osric Melkire]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;The hells must've frozen over, seein' as how Ser Jenlyns finally grew a brain stem, what with pushin' her to the forefront. Green... but competent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Oscare Iono]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;What was it, Wristcleaver? Wristbreaker? Bah, it doesn't matter. If you like your head on your shoulders though, it'd be smart to behave around her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[L'yhta Mahre]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I heard she was in charge of security at half the taverns in Eorzea! You definitely don't want to get on her bad side, at least if you want to get a drink anywhere outside of Mor Dhona!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Aya Foxheart]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;She likes to keep an eye on the Quick Sand, and make sure that no one gets up to any trouble.  She's the kind of Sultansworn that they're supposed to be.  I trust her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[X'kohu Tia]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;Coat's an alright girl, got a good head on her shoulders and a good heart in her chest. Still, if she wants to keep patrolling taverns, she's gotta learn to hold her liquor!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Roen Deneith]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I had lost faith in my Shield sisters and brothers. Then Ser Crofte offered me her aid. She reminds me why I swore the Oath in the first place.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Natalie Mcbeef]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I always thought the Sultansworn's reputation as a haughty group to be undeserved. That was until I met Ser Crofte.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Obsidian Hornet]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I don't pray often, but I pray for her.  She has placed her life in my hands.  I wish she hadn't, but it's done.  She's better than Ul'dah.  The city doesn't deserve her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Kage Kiryuu]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;I did not think other 'Sworn to be so judgmental basing their comments and opinions on second-hand even third-hand words. That is, until I was not a 'Sworn and met Ser Crofte.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;[[Alexei Volkov]]&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: &amp;quot;The knight? Capable arm, dependable. Seems to be drawing much attention quickly. Good. Vill make it easier for me to vork from shadows.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;margin: 0.5em; padding: 0em 1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;NPC Rumors&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Random Brass Blade&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Oh, I remember her.  Quite good with her mouth that one, mmm-hahahaha!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Random Brass Blade&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;She was my favorite.  Just something about those eyes... and red hair.  *sigh* Shame when we had to take that place down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Random Drunk&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Huh? *hic* eeehhh... get offa my *hic* lawn you kidsh!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Mylla&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;She came to us with nothing but a fire in her eyes, I couldn't turn her away.  I just hope she learned something here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Jenlyns&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;A fine sword arm on that girl.  And you'd be hard pressed to find a more loyal soldier.  I fear what her lack of confidence may lead to, however.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Quotes''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;quot;Look Jancis, I'm flying!&amp;quot; ~ while being carried to an inn room after too much wine&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;quot;I'm not a warrior like you, Tasa.  I was supposed to be a house-wife!&amp;quot; ~ personal moment with Tasa Rhyzul&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:*Jancis: &amp;quot;Can you see from back there?&amp;quot;  Coatleque: &amp;quot;I can see exactly what I need to.&amp;quot; ~ while watching Warren at the Grindstone&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;quot;Everyone is fragile, Ser. It merely depends on what height we are dropped from.&amp;quot; ~ Advice given to Warren Castille&lt;br /&gt;
:*&amp;quot;Titles change often, Miss.  You are what you chose to be.  Remember what you are, and title may yet return in time.&amp;quot; ~ Advice given to Roen Deneith&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;background: #BEBEBE; padding: 0.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Current Events / Achievements''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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(New Events at Top, but some may relate to others.  All will be updated as things proceed)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Current Plotlines (in Progress):&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;The Road to Redemption&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*Having acted against her orders now, Coatleque has submitted a lengthy report to her Captain regarding three disgraced Sultansworn.  She is currently waiting reprimand for disobedience, but feels her actions were justified as laid out in her documentation.  While two of the three seem to be far past saving, she still holds hope for their third.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque went to visit Ser Deneith at her safe house to impart what wisdom she could to the girl, in hopes that she will not succumb to whatever dark thoughts are currently assaulting her.  Time will tell if her words carried weight.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*In an effort to draw pressure away from her three comrades, Coatleque has devised a plan to use the evidence that was once their bane to take official responsibility of the entire investigation.  What was once used against the three may yet now be used to save them all if she can maneuver around politics correctly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Having now been ordered to detain Roen Deneith herself, Coatleque has used the preliminary time given to her to warn Ser Deneith of the situation, and to begin building her case to acquit her of all charges.  Coatleque now plans to build her case based around deeds versus words to prove Roen is above the reproach of these charges which were levied by a single witness.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;The Thanks I Get&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*After saving a girl's life (Jenzi) from a would be assassin (Briareus) in the Quicksand, Coatleque found herself accosted not two bells later that same night by the same assassin and his target.  They both accused Coatleque of signing the contract on the woman's life, a charge she vehemently denied before all present.  A riot nearly ensued afterwords as Flames, Blades, and Paladins answered her call for support.  Still she stood her ground with the law on her side and the Ishgardian backed down when it was clear she (Coatleque) would not submit to his inquisition.  Once the crowd had dispersed, it was made known the barmaid (Aya) may have information.  She gave Coatleque the names of three disgraced Sultansworn (Natalie, Kage, Roen) who may have forged no less than sixteen contracts on Jenzi's life, if Briareus's accusations are true.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque has been contacted by the assassin once again.  Briareus seemed to be after someone he refereed to as Kalas.  Before she could react, the man ran off with a comrade.  Apparently their quarry had already been caught.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Some days later, the Knight was contacted and asked to meet with the mysterious Master Zero.  The man has requested her aid in the near future, but seems tight lipped on the details.  While she is not about to turn away someone in need, she also cannot pledge help to a cause she does not know.  She asked him to contact her once there is something he actually needs her to do other than false hope and promises.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Rumor has it, Briareus is still conducting his investigation, and Coatleque's name has been brought up more than once over the past fortnight, though she has not been approached directly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Jenzi Einzig has contact Coatleque to request her aid.  In exchange for the odd request of two Sultansworn emblems, Jenzi has agreed to provide Ser Crofte with any information she can overhear while she moves about the city.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Lifting Menphina's Curse:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque's prior relationships have all fallen apart for one reason or another.  She continues to believe herself cursed by the Lover to always be alone.  There is one other, however, who may be of like mind.  Perhaps too much of like mind, as neither of them have yet to act on it.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Previous / Finished Plotlines:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Paladinhood, or, To Be a Sultansworn&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Since pledging her life and blade to the Sultansworn, Coatleque has been taking active guard duty in Ul'dah.  A boring start to her career.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque's stalwart defense of the innocents of Ul'Dah are beginning to garner her more support from the populace while she is on duty.  Her name seems to be rising quickly through word of mouth.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Faced with an ongoing investigation and internal inquiry, the Sultansworn have been left in an awkward position regarding allegations of corruption.  With a need to maintain a show of strength to counteract the Monetarists, Jenlyns has quickly promoted his new rising star to replace the Sergeant he had to dismiss recently.  Her orders are to maintain her patrols and be the Sworn's face to the public.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Harbingers' Leviathon Plot&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: While the Harbinger's Vanguard fought the Leviathan near the Ilse of Umbra, Coatleque led a successful diversionary move against the Sahaguin to prevent them from interfering with the main assault.  Once the beast was felled, she ordered the withdraw to reinforce the company while the wounded were tended to.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Case of the Missing Pants&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;: Coatleque received a new set of finery as thanks from the famous Otto Vann, fashion designer of Ul'dah.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Dear Sister&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*It's hard not to get involved in your best friend's love life when everyone else keeps throwing it in your face.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Taking a passive role in the whole business seems to have paid off, as Jancis's relationship woes have seemingly been smoothed over.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Career Change&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*With the company slowly falling apart under absent leadership, a change of allegiance has finally been forced.  While Coatleque's first liege has always been the Sultana, she worries for the rest of the Harbingers who are now scattered abroad.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Looking to fill her spare time with yet more work, Coatleque has thrown her blade in with the Sailors of the Coral Sea.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;The Piquant Pumpkin&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque accepted a position to provide security at Gus Pumpkinweed's new Cafe during its grand opening.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Services were once again rendered as security for the Spooky Lightsday at camp Bluefog.&lt;br /&gt;
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:*&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Tension Abounds&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After sharing some personal 'girl' time with Tasa in the Mist, the pair parted ways with an unexpected kiss.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*An emotional parting of ways occurred as both women decided to move on from the Harbingers.  They have promised to keep in touch however possible.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Some shameless flirting has led to a sudden outburst in public.  Has a relationship been strained, or has Coatleque been forced to confront her fears of being hurt?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Time can heal most wounds.  In this case it has drawn the two closer together.  Deciding to just see where things lead, Tasa and Coatleque have decided to face their fears together for now.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Coatleque's position has been keeping her tied up with work more often than not.  She worries about the strain this may cause on her 'relationship' and is already convinced things are going to turn downhill.  She feels she has been cursed by Menphina herself in this aspect of her life.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*After providing assitance to Ser Warren Castille in Coerthas, Coatleque is feeling rather conflicted as to how she wants her life to proceed from here.  It may be time to have a heart-to-heart with Tasa, whom she has not seen in quite some time.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::*Tasa has come to Ul'dah to speak with Coatleque about their relationship.  While Tasa expressed concern and made her case as to why they should not continue, Coatleque remained distant and emotionless.  Her work had taken too much of a toll for her to respond.  The two decided to part ways and remain in contact as friends.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Delial Grimsong</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: /* PC Rumors */&lt;/p&gt;
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| name = Delial Grimsong&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Delial_profile.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| caption = &amp;quot;Everyone dies, little dove. No one is ever truly free.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| title = The Witch&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ala Mhigo&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Highlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Nameday &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 6th Sun, Fourth Umbral Moon, 1542&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_2_value = 35&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_3_value = Rhalgr&lt;br /&gt;
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== Character ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== General Info ===&lt;br /&gt;
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This woman carries herself with the air of a woman who knows her place in the world and has been convinced, reluctantly perhaps, that she floats somewhere above most of those around her. Proud to the point of arrogance, Delial Grimsong bows to no man and serves no one without cause. &lt;br /&gt;
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NOTE: Delial Grimsong is not a Warrior of Light and does not possess the Echo, nor has she participated in any of the major events portrayed in-game or have any open affiliation with any relevant factions save for the Garlean Empire.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''(( Still very much a WIP so please pardon strange parts. Trying to flesh this out, I promise!! ))'''&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Appearance ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Delial is slight for a Highlander: her stature is short in comparison and her frame meager and less robust than many of her sisters, a fact which does irk her somewhat. Yet she makes it up with sheer confidence, known to be not at all modest about showing off what the Gods did see fit to give her. Her skin is a dark caramel and her hair is dark with violet undertones, especially in the sunlight. One of her eyes is a sharp yellow while the other is scarred to a milky white, clearly blinded by some injury which had left its mark across her brow and cheekbone. While she has no tattoos, she seems to mark her face with ritualistic lines regularly enough for it to seem a permanent fixture on her skin. In a nod to Ala Mhigan tradition, she's had her upper and lower canines filed into points.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her taste in clothing seems to vary between opulent robes and simple, if not somewhat revealing, blouses and camisoles. Her most prized possession may very well be her well-worn thigh boots, proud as she is of her shapely legs. She changes hairstyles fairly often but seems to favor tying it up and back or keeping it down about shoulder length with small beads and charms (bone perhaps?) woven into her locks.&lt;br /&gt;
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When she speaks, [http://youtu.be/ONLE1ZXe-S8 her voice] is fairly deep and has a touch of that breathy quality to it, a feature she tends to exaggerate when speaking with people she does not know very well. Despite being a Highlander, she does not speak with the expected Highlander dialect but with the sharper, clipped tones that speak to heavy exposure to Imperial influence. It can come off as forced, however, as she almost never slips into anything less than a formal, proper vocabulary, and does not speak with contractions or slang.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Personality &amp;amp; Philosophy ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Proud, vain, cut-throat and unapologetically hedonistic. These are the qualities Delial embodies, living her life mostly at her own pace with mostly her own desires at heart. She prides herself on being a strong, independent woman with loyalties and a sense of honor very clear to herself even if not to the people with whom she interacts. Selfish and self-serving, she tends to  have little reservation about using or harming others if doing so will get her closer to what she wants. Her moods are as fickle as the faces she wears: lies and falsehoods spoken through perfectly practiced smiles, plying flirtations and flattery or even bold-faced threats to bend people her way. Cruelty is not beyond her, nor is kindness should it suit her needs.&lt;br /&gt;
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It could be said, however, that much of her behavior is as much a lie as the words she twists, for though she puts herself forward as a wicked creature (and sometimes even seems to delight in the image), those who are closer to her might come to find that she has a tendency to become very attached to those she finds interesting and may find herself conflicted between her desire to attain her goals and a need for acceptance and comraderie. She maintains a bitter stance towards romantic inclinations ('sentiment' she says as if it were a vulgar thing) and finds blatant heroism and self-sacrifice to be utterly repulsive and useless. For all her brazen ways, she is terribly afraid of dying though she is unafraid of pain. Proud as she is of her ability to manipulate others, she is nowhere near as clever as she thinks and is just as prone to manipulations to herself, having an impulsive need to protect her pride at nearly any cost.&lt;br /&gt;
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Delial admires strength and conviction (even if it is misguided in her eyes) above all else, and spares little time or courtesy to those she feels are particularly weak-willed. Even if her morals are a little more on the grey side of things, she cannot abide actions such as rape or infanticide and is generally averse to the use of spells or drugs that can heavily impair or alter another's state of mind. Inhibiting a body is one thing, but she finds little sport in destroying minds.&lt;br /&gt;
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She is not shy about her sexuality and sees little shame in indulgence. She does, however, act adversely towards concepts such as 'love' and has a difficult time reciprocating affectionate behavior with all but a very select few. If she has ever suffered a desire to have children, she has done well enough to resist it so far. She might once have scoffed at the idea of monogamy but, as of late, she seems to have found an overwhelming fondness for one man in particular.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Religious Views ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Outwardly she may not seem a pious woman but Delial considers herself to be fairly devout. Like many Ala Mhigans, she worships Rhalgr the Destoyer chief among the Twelve. In her youth, however, she and her mother both fell under the sway of a different sort of god: the lesser moon Dalamud, the crimson meteor, which they took to believe was an avatar of Rhalgr's fury made manifest. Even after the Calamity and its subsequent destruction, Delial still pays regular homage to the fallen moon. Much of what she knows with regards to magick came from a hedge-witch under whom her mother and, by extension, Delial herself learned and worshipped.&lt;br /&gt;
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If she maintains an affiliation with the Lambs in the present day, she does well enough to hide it. &lt;br /&gt;
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== Combat ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Delial is very comfortable with small swords and blades though she seems to prefer spell casting over any actual physical combat, possibly because of the obvious disadvantage being half-blind might bring about. Her proficiencies seem to be with arcanima, albeit with a slightly bastardized form than what is taught in the Arcanist's Guild: more primitive and vulgar with techniques and sigils long designed to manipulate life-energies provided by the caster in the form of various bodily humours moreso than mere aetheric manipulation. As such, her abilities are handicapped somewhat and while she remains a capable damage dealer with her unorthodox spellwork, her ability to  heal with said spells is considerably less effective than those of one taught the &amp;quot;pure&amp;quot; geometries.&lt;br /&gt;
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NOTE: Delial's in-game class does not necessarily reflect what she can do ICly. Despite having Summoner at 50, I tend to view her as a potent Arcanist and a passable Scholar and that's really about it. Red Mage would probably be the best approximation to a classic FF class, so fingers crossed!!&lt;br /&gt;
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== Tendencies ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Other Notes ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*She is completely blind on her left side and as such she has a tendency to scan her surroundings quite often. As a rule she dislikes having others standing to her left and so she is careful about positioning herself near or around other people.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Those especially observant might note that her face paint is, in fact, made at least in part with blood. Sometimes it's there, sometimes it isn't, but always it smells just enough of blood.&lt;br /&gt;
::*While it is not common knowledge (yet), Delial was fairly heavily involved on the Garlean side of the conflicts in Ala Mhigo. Since the Imperials took over, Delial made it a mission of hers to help quell dissidents and the threat of rebellion and has had a hand in the kidnappings and murders of many suspected Resistance members.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Relationships ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Family ===&lt;br /&gt;
Delial rarely, if ever, speaks of her family and has taken great care to try and sever her ties to them. Attempts to track down her relatives may be made all the more difficult by the fact that she does not go by her maiden name of Blackstone. Feeling that the name was tainted by her family's chosen alleigances, she discarded it not long after the events of the Calamity.&lt;br /&gt;
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::*'''Garren Blackstone''': Father, formerly a priest of Rhalgr.  He was killed fairly early on in the upheaval of Ala Mhigo but was survived by his wife and children.&lt;br /&gt;
::*'''Lyra Blackstone''': Mother, midwife and self-appointed witch. Skilled with all manner of hedge-magics, it was through her that Delial learned much of what she knows and still practices. She commited suicide days after the Calamity.&lt;br /&gt;
::*'''Westor Blackstone''': Elder brother by two years, formerly a disciple of Rhalgr and secretly a member of the Fists of Rhalgr. Killed during a skirmish between Garlean forces and Resistance fighters. &lt;br /&gt;
::*'''Harvard Blackstone''': Younger brother, formerly a stablehand. The only other surviving member of Delial's immediate family, unknown how he was able to flee the violence in Ala Mhigo. Currently lives in works in Ul'dah as an errand boy and a retainer. He and his sister are not on speaking terms, but she remains fiercely protective of him. Their relationship has only become even more strained since he was kidnapped by a gang of angry women in league with the Resistance.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Player Standing ===&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#000000;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Itarliht Syhrkoensyn]]''' - A powerful Roegadyn bruiser who was known to many as &amp;quot;The Crimson Mountain.&amp;quot; Delial knew him by the name 'Itarliht', a name which was strangely fitting considering that in their earliest of meetings she often joked of him being her White Knight. The two quickly became extremely close, with the Roegadyn pledging his blade and his life to her. It was he who ultimately convinced her to stand against [[Raelisanne Banurein]] and with his aid she reached out to Roen Deneith and Gharen Wolfsong to ally herself to them for that purpose. Unbeknownst to her, he would end up being hired to kidnap Deneith in a ploy to get at Wolfsong. Delial remained in denial over the whole affair until finally seeing him for herself: the White Knight she had fallen in love with cast aside in favor of the monstrous Crimson Mountain others saw him to be, with two broken captives at his back. Negotiations for Roen and Askier were successful when it was agreed that he and Delial could sail away together, but that did not come to be. Delial left that place alone and covered in his blood.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Orpheus Arkouda]]''' - A miqo'te to whom she owes her life. In years past they were at odd with one another, fighting on opposite sides of an especially bloody battle. That battle was nearly striken up anew when the two met once more in Limsa Lominsa. An unlikely friendship grew stronger still when he answered her call for help in her hour of greatest need and saved her life. He is one of the few she trusts completely and one of the few to whom her deepest secrets are known. At their last meeting, Delial learned that he had been cast out by his 'little wife' and, in an uncharacteristic show of compassion, did her best to console him for a most unexpected happening. He in turn extended an invitation for her to visit the tavern in which he had found work, The Laughing Lady, though she has yet to act upon it.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]''' - A boy who loves a woman he shouldn't. Their relationship, if one can call it that, is complicated indeed, even more so after Delial confessed to having a played a critical part in the murders of his parents. He has persisted, however, and has even gone so far as to attempt to protect and later disarm Askier's magitek bomb himself, to some harm upon his  body. This flew straight in the face of her warning him to stay away, to keep their associations unknown lest she kill him for exposure. It is this very persistence that makes her wary, yet she cannot be helped but be flattered and amused by it. She has not seen the young miqo'te in some time and is, strangely, apprehensive about confessing the recent changes in her life to him. &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Roen Deneith]]''' - A Sultansworn turned Brass Blade. She and Delial have had complicated history which, in actuality, stretches back to Roen's infancy. Delial was first put on Roen's trail by Raelisanne Banurein and was instructed to keep an eye on her. The two quickly became friends and through her Delial was able to ascertain information with regards to the Resistance cell taking root in Thanalan. Through twisted words and emotional appeal, Delial strung the girl along until at last the final betrayal was played: Gharen Wolfsong was captured and given to Banurein, and then returned with the intent of having Banurein's experiment played out. With Itarliht's guidance, Delial has come back around to wanting to help Roen in being rid of Banurein for good. Perhaps it is that Roen knows Delial's true nature  better than she would like; perhaps it is that Delial does regret what was done to Gharen, and the way Roen herself has come a little more cold and jaded. Since Roen was returned from her kidnapping (at the hands of Askier, Itarliht, and one Natalie Mcbeef no less), Delial has sworn herself to aiding her and her brother.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Gharen Wolfsong]]''' - The son of an old clan and a man who appears to be a key figure in a small but resilient group of Resistance fighters in Ul'dah. With a bit of careful planning and a handful of sheer luck, Delial was able to subdue and capture Wolfsong for use by Miss Banurein. She revealed to him a secret involving the day his family was torn apart and would likely have been torn apart herself were the man not bound. It would seem that Banirein's experiment did not have its intended results and so Delial has been tasked with finding Wolfsong once more. She, in the company of Itarliht and Askier, met with Roen, Gharen, and Obsidian Hornet and it was there that Gharen finalized the decision for her: she would, as he put it, work for him... or else. With the matter of Roen's kidnapping resolved, however, it would appear that the two have entered into a truce of sorts, no longer wanting for each other's blood. Delial has promised him aid in doing whatever she can to make things right.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Osric Melkire]]''' - A hyur with a knack for fisticuffs. He came to her with Jameson Taeros to ask her questions regarding Sultansworn involvement in the incident at the Nanawa Mines so many weeks ago. Much to her surprise, she saw the man again at the lichyard north of Camp Drybone, working against herself and the team assigned to retrieve the last of three packages Askier Mergrey wished to secure. While she has no conflict with the man directly, she knows that she is known to him, and has little reason to believe future encounters with the man will be pleasant. They have run into one another a few times recently though they parted with little more than idle threats and poisoned banter. Much to her surprise, however, he came forward with offers to help her with her dilemma with Banurein, and he was instrumental in pinpointing Itarliht as well as his hostages. She has thrown her lot in with him for want of Mcbeef's blood, and hopes to meet with him again to discuss this very matter.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]''' - A miqo'te archer. He has an active role working against Askier and is not shy about proclaiming it. Delial finds his arrogance grating, and found herself thoroughly humiliated during a scuffle between sides. He was present at the Pissed Peiste after the meeting with Roen and Gharen and seemed to have not opposed Askier as well as Osric's offers to aid. Where once she might have humored thoughts of cutting off his hands, she now holds a grudging respect, having seen the lengths the boy would go for his friend. Askier seems to enjoy his company, besides, and she had her chance at whacking him with a book.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[A'rytiss Edar]]''' - A cheerful miqo'te conjurer with a knack for getting himself lost. Delial has incredibly mixed feelings about the boy she found nearly wandering blindly into an Imperial Castrum. She has since taken him on as her go-to healer, trusting few others to attend to her wounds and her troubles with so open and clear a mind as him, even if he is possibly the most naive person in Eorzea. This does not come without guilt, however, as healing leaves him drained and exhausted. He is one of the few people to which her attachment is almost purely emotional, though she is uncertain if her fondness for him is purely platonic or something more. Regardless, she has found herself in a position where wooing the boy would only put him in danger, and even the barest nontion of romance leaves the boy incredibly uncomfortable. It has been some time since she has seen him, likely thanks managing to avoid grievous injury even in her dealings with Ul'dahn authority and bomb threats.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Zachary Evans]]''' - A shameless, beautiful young man. Possibly a gladiator? It does not matter. He is beautiful, and his booty don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#4e9362;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Chokho Viqqoh]]''' - A delightfully shameless flirt. Their first encounter was completely random: a discussion with Miss Deneith was briefly interrupted by the grey-skinned miqo'te delivering to her a flower. Delial, ever keen on flattery, delights in how the woman praises her for her confidence and beauty. A random meeting outside the Quicksand led her to divulge a little of her intentions in Ul'dah, and she may have recruited the sly miqo'te in an information-hunting campaign. Delial doesn't expect much to come of it but it gives her an excuse to keep in touch with this most intriguing woman so it's a win either way. Chokho agreed to assist in Harvard Blackstone's retrieval, agreeing to pick up her brother at an undisclosed location after Roen was satisfied with Gharen Wolfsong's release. Delial has become wary of the woman, wondering if she had perhaps put too much faith in the girl for the girl has shown herself to be much more sly, much more clever than Delial had previously suspected.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Mimiko Miyuki]]''' - A flirtatious miqo'te bard and a friend of Edgar's. They met while Delial and Edgar were taking some time away in Bronze Lake and it was eventually revealed that Mimiko and Edgar had shared some intimacy together. Later she would arrive with Val Nunh and his crew to interrupt a healing session with A'rytiss. Delial does not trust the woman and holds a fairly low opinion of her... but she cannot begrudge the woman for attending to Edgar in a way she could not.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Enemies ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Raelisanne Banurein]]''' - Delial's employer and quite possibly the only person in Eorzea who she actually fears. The midlander is deceptively delicate looking with a deadly cold streak to her, manipulative and cunning to a near inhuman degree. It was she who set Delial on the hunt for the Resistance effort in Ul'dah and through her that she came to hunt Gharen Wolfsong, son of a clan she failed to end in the dying days of old Ala Mhigo. Delial is intensely uncomfortable with the woman's methods but, knowing well the power and information Banurein and her superiors hold, is at a loss to do anything but her bidding, especially knowing full well that Raelisanne knows far, far more about her and her family than anyone. Delial has been tasked with once more resuming the hunt for Gharen Wolfsong so that she may continue and possibly even complete her &amp;quot;experiment&amp;quot;... however, Delial has been convinced that her current course with this white-haired woman is not the one she need take and is currently attempting to reach out to those she and Banurein have wronged to seek out new options.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Askier Mergrey]]''' - A somewhat naive miqo'te who is apparently Garlean born. She met the man while searching for her brother and agreed to help him with a package in exchange for information as to Harvard's whereabouts. She would later learn that his mission was not quite as he explained it, and that his origins and goals were far beyond the mask of 'innocent merchant' that he wore. Delial does not approve of it but she has agreed to help him if only to get back at the Sultansworn. She dispises the odd, heavy coat he loves to wear about Ul'dah and is not shy about teasing him for it or his other questionable fashion choices. Though she believed him dead after the incidents at his trial, she has since learned that it was a farce. His eagerness to aid her has warmed her considerably to the man, and the ease with which those who had previously hunted him have apparently become friends and allies gives her some hope that maybe she might work herself into such a position as well. However, she learned that he was the one who brought Itarliht into the mess with McBeef and Deneith. Despite he ending up a victim himself, Delial still blames him for the loss of her Knight and will likely not hesitate to make moves against his life.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Brynhilde Wulf]]''' - A notorious figure within the Ala Mhigan Resistance. While she knows of Wulf largely only by name and reputation, they did have a chance meeting in Ul'dah wherein they shared a few barbed words. Although they could not be further than opposite on where they stand with regards to the state of their homeland (and, by extent, those who fight for it), Delial cannot help but hold a certain sense of respect for the woman. Powerful, intelligent, and obviously incredibly dedicated to her cause: Brynnhilde Wulf is Ala Mhigan, even if she is a traitor. Her capture would bring Delial a great amount of gil and more than likely a tremendous amount of favor with the Empire but she has made no plans to interfere with whatever it is the woman is doing in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Qaeli Varily]]''' - An acquaintance of Gharen's, and to some degree of Roen's. The silver haired woman was everything Delial did not expect of Roen's allies: bold, bloodthirsty, sharp as any blade and just as dangerous. Their encounter was brief but Delial left it broiling over her words. There are not many people who get under her skin, after all. Qaeli was hidden but present at the exchange for Wolfsong and ended up shooting Delial through her shoulder with an arrow while trying to get some answers with regards to the control mechanism that Delial activated and then destroyed. If she can keep out of the white-haired woman's way then Delial will be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Jameson Taeros]]''' - A nobleman and pawn of Raelisanne Banurein. Delial does not know him well enough to think much about this man. She was instructed to tell what she knew of the Nanawa Mine incident and together the two went to report to Osric Melkire in what was a ploy to attempt to discredit the Sultansworn involved (namely, Natalie Mcbeef, Kage Kiryuu, and Roen Deneith). Since then she has seen him but once, in attendance of Askier's trial. Yet it would appear that his influence - or rather, his involvement - with political matters in Ul'dah span far greater than she would have thought. For now, he remains but a potential lead on the path to destroying Banurein.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Natalie Mcbeef]]''' - An important figure in the Sultansworn of Ul'dah. To Delial, the woman is a brainless thug and she cannot understand how the few other Sultansworn she has spoken to can stand to follow the woman. She is transparent in her obliviousness, her lack of understanding, and in her clumsy way of insult. As far as Delial is concerned, the woman is a walking corpse. She has since learned of C'kayah Tia, a self-named &amp;quot;crime lord&amp;quot; to whom she is attached, as well as the abuses of power that has kept the man out of sight of the law. Intent on harming one or both to satisfy her grudge, Delial has since made inquiries after the man. It would appear that she and Gharen Wolfsong both have reason to despise the woman: Mcbeef was behind Roen's kidnapping, and so Delial is currently on the hunt for the midlander and, hopefully, the miqo'te as well. It is only a matter of time until Delial will have her blood, so she is convinced.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Kage Kiryuu]]''' - A lalafellin goon of the Sultansworn. His protective attitudes towards Roen were obvious, as were his lack of understanding of the situation at hand. Delial watched him squirm while his superior instigated an interrogation. &amp;quot;It must be nice being a slave,&amp;quot; he said, failing to recognize the irony in his own words. She thinks little of the man, a fool following a fool, and should he become a further nuisance she will not hesitate to end him. He has been linked as another one of Mcbeef's weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Reverend Hakuga]]''' - A representative of the elusive Reverends, under whom Delial served briefly. While she once felt she owed them (and perhaps him in particular) for her freedom from imprisonment and potential execution in Coerthas, she has found working for them to be stifling. After a bloody confrontation with other unnamed agents, Delial has severed her ties and has not had any contact with Hakuga nor his peers ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Rumors ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Common Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;Unsettlin' is what I'd call 'er. She seems ta like that, though, gettin' a rise outta' people.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Woman hardly goes anywhere without those boots. Practically lives in them, but... Honestly, can you blame her?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Talks a big game. All talk, that one. I'm a nice guy. Why wouldn't she want to have dinner with me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Moderate Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;Dark times for me, for a lot of people who weren't quite in their right minds. But I swear, I've seen her before... We'd meet, you see, and pray together. I think I've seen her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;It's a damned shame. Sometimes I see her squinting real hard at the market boards... Maybe her eyesight is worse than it looks?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;No, I ain't dealin'. But I know someone who does. She gives him business now and again - maybe once a moon or so, sometimes twice, never buys too much. But repeats are repeats, you know what I'm sayin'?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Rare Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*&amp;quot;There was to be a trial, and a hanging. She only attended one. It was another woman who hung that day, I swear on my mother's grave. That woman should be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Sinner! A sinner and nothing more! Grimsong is hardly a fitting name. Kinslayer ought do it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She'll come and stare at that boy - over there, him, do you see? She'll stare and never say a word. Whenever he leaves, she'll leave, too. Never together. She don't look the type to be intimidated by men.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== PC Rumors ===&lt;br /&gt;
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::*(( If you know Delial ICly, please feel free to toss some rumors up here! ))&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She is very much a bearer of many a great burden. Hells, you're looking at one of them, now.&amp;quot; - [[Edgar Von Gandervalt]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She has a way of weaving lies and truths seamlessly. It makes her more dangerous. I do not intend on doing much listening next time we cross paths.&amp;quot; - [[Roen Deneith]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Just LOOK at her!  What's not to love?!  Still, I can't help but to wonder what she's hiding... My heart's not so far aflutter that I don't know better.&amp;quot; - [[Chokho Viqqoh]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Grace incarnate and viper personified, that's Delial for you... that's what I thought. As for what I think....&amp;quot; - [[Osric Melkire]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Turning up at her friend's trial, did she seek to bring comfort, or see him meet his end? She had some nerve to come regardless, but she wasn't the one to cause trouble that night, I'll give her that.&amp;quot; - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Hell hath no fury like a woman.  And that woman is foolish enough to think I should be the focus of her fiery wroth when she should be blaming the dead man she loved.&amp;quot; - [[Askier Mergrey]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Her words so sly, her actions so devious. Aye, I'd rather not listen to her dangerous words. She best leave Roen and Ul'dah be or I won't be able to hold back my tongue or hand any longer.&amp;quot; - [[Kage Kiryuu]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;She helped me find my sister an dealt with th' bastard tha' harmed her, an' while I cannae say we'll ever be friends, she dinnae need te worry about retribution from me any longer.&amp;quot; - [[Gharen Wolfsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;It came as no surprise that the kin-slayer should still live. But then, one doesn't earn a reputation such as hers without possessing no small amount of cunning. Her continued existence is evidence of the lack of justice in this world... T'is the one thing we have in common.&amp;quot; - [[Brynhilde Wulf]]&lt;br /&gt;
::*&amp;quot;Angry.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== History/Timeline ==&lt;br /&gt;
(( In progress! ))&lt;br /&gt;
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== Potential Relationships ==&lt;br /&gt;
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::*Ala Mhigans, particularly those who were already young adults during the fall, could have known/remembered her.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Likewise, Garlean characters who might have helped conquer or maintain Garlean rule after might know of her.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Current or former resistance characters may know her as a criminal.&lt;br /&gt;
::*Characters who have had involvement with the Lambs of Dalamud might know her.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Additional/OOC ==&lt;br /&gt;
::*I am a huge nerd and here are some theme songs.&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://youtu.be/JU6cT88Por4 Walk on Vanity Ruins - Silent Hill 3 OST, Akira Yamaoka] - Mary Elizabeth McGlynn is totally Delial's voice.&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWR9MR5juWI You Know You Like It - AlunaGeorge]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://youtu.be/vKNcuTWzTVw How To Be A Heartbreaker - Marina and the Diamonds]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N8YQkq7Nr3U Mono - Silicone]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmeF4K-MelU The Crow - Dessa]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jyqWjl7GkCE The Rifle's Spiral - The Shins]&lt;br /&gt;
::** [http://youtu.be/RsQjC5zVnt8 Fall In Love - Phantogram]&lt;br /&gt;
::*Delial was my main throughout my time in WoW and she's being reincarnated here in a sense. So if you know me from Feathermoon, please feel free to say hello!&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Askier Mergrey</title>
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| name = Askier Mergrey&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Ffxiv 05302014 134807.png&lt;br /&gt;
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| caption = &amp;quot;What do you mean I shouldn't drink while building a bomb? If I mess up, we'll be dead so fast we won't know I messed up.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Garlean&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
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| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 31&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Nameday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 4th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = [[Althyk, the Keeper]]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Bi-sexual&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Bomb making&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Server&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Character&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;General&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;((Askier was part of the Garlean Army the day of the Calamity, and, as a result, was not sent forward in time.))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;((Askier is gifted at building explosives))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((He did try to blow up Ul'dah - see &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot; for details&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((He is pardoned and is living in Ul'dah as his new home not staying out of trouble.  Sorry Osric. =p ))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((His alignment is Neutral as he does not believe in good or evil, just people making choices for reasons that make sense to themselves))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; (( Askier is missing his entire left arm due to setting off a grenade while trying to rescue Roen.))&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ((Askier is suffering from PTSD due to the intense torture he suffered at Crim's hands.  The main set off for his flash backs is anyone touching his tail.))&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Appearance&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier is a tall, attractive, 31 years old male, with slight wrinkles starting to be visible around his lips and eyes.  His ashen skin stands in stark contrast to the chestnut-brown hair he has come to let hang lose and messy since the end of his trial, feeling as if the different style reflects his new life.  His narrow face is covered in numerous scars and face paint that has no real meaning other than Askier thinks it looks rather awesome on himself.  His eyes shimmer a bright gold every time they catche the light.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The miqot'te's body is tall, taller than a fair number of hyur, and his body is taught and muscled from years of military service.  Should he be caught without a shirt on, a nasty collection of wicked looking scars cover the left side of his torso, as the result of falling off a chocobo onto a whiskey bottle inside his coat.  Scars, scabs, and callouses cover his hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Behavior&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier is a bizarre sort of character, often perceived as a naive individual.  He is quick to give a smile and even faster to offer to buy someone he has just met a drink as he tells terrible jokes.  He feels the most alive when other people around him laugh at something he has done or said.  He tries see the best in someone and is fanatically loyal to those he calls his friends, and expects the same dedication from them in return.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Askier will be the first to admit he relies a great deal on luck and refuses to think himself as an intellectual since he has trouble containing his volcanic temper, which is easily set off.  However, for all his apparent absent-mindedness, he is a reasonably intelligent being, often able to win word games and riddles quickly and can construct explosive devices with relative ease and knows a lot about them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Askier views the world as one giant experience waiting to happen and that gods, spirits, and mortal races are all subject to no greater end than what they try to achieve for themselves.  He believes that everyone acts for reasons that are logical to themselves, and, as such, calling someone good or evil is pointless in Askier's mind.  He sees all things as equal and would gladly help out a stranger.  But, because there are those that would harm what Askier chooses to care about, he finds no qualms in killing, viewing it as a normal part of being alive and that the act of killing isn't to be viewed as vile, but that the intentions behind the act certainly can.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Combat&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;General&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier fights with his fists and feet, preferring the intimate feeling of his opponent's body against his knuckles.  As of late, he has crafted a book made of metal and has been learning to use the blunt instrument as a weapon as sort of tribute to the book that damaged his eye.  He aims to become the best melee, book welding fighter Eorzea has ever seen, even if people laugh at him for it.  Askier has also been trying to learn magic but, thus far, has been unable to channel the required energy due to his Garlean ancestry.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tendencies&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Likes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Making bombs&lt;br /&gt;
* Socializing&lt;br /&gt;
* Playing word games and sleeping.  &lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Overly picky people&lt;br /&gt;
* Being underground&lt;br /&gt;
* Being insulted&lt;br /&gt;
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* Understands and has designed several magictek devices, most of which are explosive.&lt;br /&gt;
* Drinking&lt;br /&gt;
* Has a natural affinity with mechanical contraptions&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Other&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Askier is missing his entire left arm from when he set of a grenade in an effort to save Roen.&lt;br /&gt;
* ...&lt;br /&gt;
* ...&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;color: #202020; font-family: segoe ui semibold; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2.5pt; background:#75A3FF; padding: 5px 15px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Relationships&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Family&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''Ven'li Mergrey'' - Deceased.  Askier's father was a soldier for the Garlean Empire whose illustrious job was to wrangle up chocobos.  His father was also a drunk and was killed by a chocobo stampede when Askier was six.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''Unknown'' - All Askier knows about his mother is that she gave an infant Askier to his father and then never came back into his life after she left.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Saravena Ancariis]]'' - Askier's younger sister.  They share the same father but a different mother.  She is an energetic and kind individual and Askier is incredibly loyal to her.  However, for nearly two years, she has been locked in a cell, used as leverage by Askier's Garlean superiors to &amp;quot;encourage&amp;quot; him to build his magictek bomb and destroy Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Jin'li Epinoch]]''  Adin and Rema's slave and prize operative.  The kit suffers from numerous disease and is very sickly, but is a lethal shot with a gunblade.  It was Jin'li who watched over Askier's sister for two years and helped Askier ship in his needed magitek parts.  Askier hates the male with a burning passion and wishes to kill Jin'li should they ever meet again, especially since learning that Jin'li survived the attack in Ul'dah that kill Adin and hacked off Rema's head.  He is Askier's half-brother through their mother but neither knows it, despite the similar facial features they have.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friends&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Delial Grimsong]]'' - A tall, secretive woman Askier first met in Uldah looking for recruits.  Askier promised to use his network of spies to find Delial's brother in exchange for her help.  Since then, she has become one of his most valued allies.  While they don't agree on specific tactics, or Askier's wardrobe, the two share a similar world view and Askier finds her ruthlessness for the sake of family immensely refreshing.  He enjoys speaking and joking with her though he knows that she finds him rather naive; but Askier is okay with that.  Delial is not the kind of woman you show all your cards to right away.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[I'khalo Belho]]'' - A small, young miqo'te woman. Askier first met her when the young bard was trying to write a song.  Needing a muse, Askier acted as one for her.  Since then, Askier has taken an older brotherly stance towards her, viewing her as a second sister.  She is naive, headstrong, and playful and reminds Askier of himself and his sister when they were young.  He is fiercely protective of her but has become distant as of late.  I'halo shunned Askier after she learned of his Garlean roots and her reaction still stings when he thinks about it, especially since he tried to give up booze for her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]'' - A member of the Red Wings and, in Askier's mind, a male with a mythical knight quality.  More so then even Erik, Kahn'a proved during &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot; to be Askier's greatest challenge, something he had never expected.  Unlike Erik, who Askier was able to influence with thoughts of games and rules, Kahn'a stands resilient to Askier's tact.  Dogmatic, loyal, headstrong and blunt, Kahn'a  repeatedly disrupted Askier's plans; not through sheer brilliance but by simple perseverance.  But any spiteful feelings for Kahn'a have evaporated.  Askier feels a deep connection to Kahn'a since the male not only saved his sister, but was willing to put his life and his reputation on the line by helping Askier fake his own death by acting as Askier's killer.  Askier wishes to pay his debt to Kahn'a above all the rest because he feels as if he owes Kahn'a the most for all the hardship he put him through, and because he desires to be around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Osric Melkire]]'' - A Flame Sergeant midlander Hyur. At one point in time, Askier though the man was beneath thinking about, having broken Osric's knee and finding his fighting to be sub-par.  However, that all changed the day Osric returned Saravena to him.  Over time, Askier has come to see that it is Osric is far more influential than his rank would lead one to believe.  Osric planned out how to fake Askier's death and save those Kahn'a cares for the most, and, by doing so, has forever made Askier in the hyur's debt whether he wishes it or not.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kanaria Galanodel]]'' - A woman who has truly came out of nowhere only to play a large role in Askier's time in Ul'dah.  Askier first met her briefly when his Free Company superior, S'honji, was scolding Askier for fighting in public.  Askier was polite but left quickly once S'honji was distracted with her.  However, Askier encountered her again, discovering she was both easy to talk and dignified, a combination of traits he rarely found together.  Askier managed to convince her to help him under the false pretense of being a merchant in need of armed escorts.  However, Kanaria, Askier discovered, is an incredibly loyal person, eager to help Askier even after she learned of his true motives, desiring only to help him get his sister back. Since his trial and the freeing of his sister, the woman's honesty and incredible eagerness has Askier often turning to her when he feels confused and is in need of guidance, acting a sort of shrink for the emotionally volatile miqo'te  Askier has developed strong feelings for her, but makes a conscious effort to restrain them since she is engaged to Osric and the Garlean has no intention of jeopardizing another relationship.   &lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Grieving Hound]]'' - Askier's closet friend.  She is reserved, tall, and bluntly honest to a fault.  The two first met when they both applied for the Harbingers of Dawn Free Company on the same day.  They decided to patrol the roads near Limsa Lominsa together and keep them safe, destroying several gnoll war parties.  There was an instant connection between them and they often drank together, laughing and recalling their adventures.  Hound tolerates Askier's excessive drinking and childish antics well, often simply shaking her head and laughing.  Askier feels completely relaxed around her, almost too much so.  Hound, slowly grew tired of the politics of the Free Company, and left for the mountains. Askier, alone and missing his friend, purchased his now trademark coat and plunged into the swirling snows to find her. There, Askier spent many nights trying to get Hound to come back.  Their time in the mountains culminated with them joining a hunting party and killing a dragon.  Once the beast was dead, Hound decided it was time to return to the south.  Askier seized his chance and convinced Hound to help him destroy Ul'dah.  Hound, however, had no plans to do so and saved Siha from Askier's kidnapping attempt and fought against him.  Hound revealed she did it to save him and their friendship has mended.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Raven Gorehand]]'' - A tall,female summoner with a powerful affinity for magic and a friend of both Hound and Askier. Raven and Askier were simple aquaintances for a long time until he needed help.  Raven surprised him with her eagerness to help him, participating in several attempts on Kahn'a's life.  Her ability to slip from reserved woman to wicked fiend with ease makes her a terrific ally for Askier and he values her and her powers immensely.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Itarliht Syhrkoensyn]]'' - A massive Roe who spoke up for Askier at his trial.  After Askier faked his death, Itar hunted for Askier, seeking to offer his help, feeling they were kindred spirits.  Once Askier returned to Ul'dah, Askier learned of the connection he two had through the marks they both bore.  Askier once enjoyed the company of the blunt but incredibly intelligent Roe. Askier, once, fondly called him &amp;quot;Big Guy.&amp;quot;  Askier and Itar abducted Roen as part of plot to keep her safe, though Askier feels bad dragging his large friend into the middle of it, since Itar had been having reservations prior.  However, Crim went, in Askier's mind, to far, forcing Roen to do things the miqo'te found despicable, borderline torture, and confronted his former friend.  The two became livid and fought, culminating with Askier forced to surrender to save Roen's life, though not before he blew off his own arm.  Askier despises the brute and wishes he could kill him with his bare hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Kraz'a Axrial]]'' -   An armored juggernaut of a miqo'te whom Askier first met when Kraz'a defended him at his trial.  Their friendship has been a peculiar one.  Originally, curt and distant to Askier, their relationship changed when Askier took Kraz'a aside and spoke with him, managing to slip in past Kraz'a's emotional barriers and help the younger miqo'te make peace with  an issue that had been plaguing Kraz'a .  As a result of that conversation, Askier found himself  liking the young miqo'te and adopted a friendly stance towards him.  A stance that intensified after their most recent encounter, where Askier found his lips pressed to Kraz'a's and wanting more.  Since leaving Kraz'a, Askier is eager for future run in's with the red-haired miqo'te should he be fortunate enough to have them.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Siha Xinkei]]'' - Captain Mynhier's adopted sister. Siha is a very sweet Moonkeeper who Askier met for the first time at Erik's ball.   Askier charmed the young woman easily, making her smile and asking her to dance as he pretended to be a simple merchant, realizing she was the perfect leverage again Erik, should something go wrong with his plan.  His desire to abduct the young woman was, in fact, encouraged by Erik should Askier succeed in his plan, but her kidnapping went badly.  Askier enjoys her company and her polite manners and since his Trial, the two of them have made up and Askier has offered to teach the young female how to fight wither her fists.  &lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Adin Adonis]]''  Askier's Employer and former commanding officer inside the Imperial Military.  Was killed in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Jin'li Epinoch]]''  Adin and Rema's slave and prize operative.  The kit suffers from numerous disease and is very sickly, but is a lethal shot with a gunblade.  It was Jin'li who watched over Askier's sister for two years and helped Askier ship in his needed magitek parts.  Askier hates the male with a burning passion and wishes to kill Jin'li should they ever meet again, especially since learning that Jin'li survived the attack in Ul'dah that kill Adin and hacked off Rema's head.  He is Askier's half-brother through their mother but neither knows it, despite the similar facial features they have.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Drumstick]]'' - A young chocobo Askier purchased when he and his sister first fled the Empire.  The mount has been with Askier through thick and thin and has saved Askier's life on several occasions.  Askier cares a lot for the bird and would be devastated if anything happened to him, despite the fact Askier named the bird 'Drumstick' to remind him which part to eat first if the miqo'te were ever starving.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Sizha'to Chalahko]]'' -  A male Keeper whom Askier isn't exactly sure what to make of their acquaintanceship.  The two keepers share deep feelings for the same miqo'te, though it was Askier who backed off, unwilling to destroy an already established relationship once he learned of it's existence.  He has apologized to Sizha'to, feeling both regret and pangs of jealousy over the ordeal and makes an effort to be as civil as possible whenever they cross paths.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Roen Deneith]]'' -  A woman whom Askier knew very little about.  He encountered her once while acting as security for Delial at a meeting and Roen made a negative impression on him then.  Askier was planning on not meeting her ever again if he could help it.  Problem was, he couldn't help it. He was hired to kidnap Roen to keep her safe as part of  plot concocted by one of her friends.  Askier agreed and, after a rather improvised abduction with the help of Itar, has her hidden away.&lt;br /&gt;
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*''[[Erik Mynhier]]'' - The Red Wings Unit Captain. Askier first approached him planning on toying with him and setting up a game of cat and mouse between the two.  He had heard rumors of Erik's delight of challenges and hoped that by setting up a system of rules with the man, his plot would succeed with ease since he viewed Erik's network of agents as the only true threat to his operation.  However, Askier discovered he and Erik were kindred spirits and, to his own surprise, found himself liking the man, who even honestly said, they could have been friends if it hadn't been for Askier's desire to destroy Ul'dah.  The man has been missing for some time now and Askier is anxious for the man's return, wanting to apologize and thnak the hyur for everything his subordinates did for him.&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;Askier can't read.&amp;quot;'' It's a lie Askier tells about himself.&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;How can someone drink that much and be okay with themselves?&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;I'd say it's not normal for someone to always be this much fun to be around, but I'm having such a good time!&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;Heard he likes men and women equally in the bed.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;Don't make him mad, he'll snap your neck soon as look at ya.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
*  ''&amp;quot; The man faked his own death and went into hiding because some Garlean spy master was trying to kill him and his friends that he set up that bomb in Ul'dah to save his sister for them.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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* ''&amp;quot;I heard Askier knows how to destroy a city with a device of brass and magic.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;More than one of that man's drinking buddies have been found dead the next morning.&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
* ''&amp;quot;Word is he killed some of his own friends the day he deserted the Garlean Empire. &amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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*''&amp;quot;He should have stayed dead. He should very well have stayed dead.&amp;quot;'' - [[Delial Grimsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Don't give me that look! He's... changed, or maybe I have. He taught me a lesson I will never be able to repay him for, yes, I shall give him all I can to ensure he lives. The light he appears under when I look at him now is much different. I can see family, freedom, and loyalty, but also much more. I want to know him.&amp;quot;'' - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;I blame Askier.&amp;quot;'' - [[Osric Melkire]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Askier? He's a damned interesting one he is. Quite the smooth, suave gentleman when he wants to be, absolutely amazing kisser as well. What do you mean how do I know that?!&amp;quot;'' - [[Kraz'a Axrial]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Grab this box, bring it back to Ul'dah,&amp;quot; he said... Askier started this rock rolling and it has not quit! I'll never forget the change that he brought out of me, he's helped me become more than I ever thought I could be. For this, I will always be grateful. Dinner? What about dinner? Oh... Sorry I don't kiss and tell.~&amp;quot;'' - [[Kanaria Galanodel]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot; &amp;quot;He has suffered for one of my masters before, and he shall do so again in time.&amp;quot;'' - [[Jin'li Epinoch]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Askier.... Askier.... Askier... He's lied to me. Used me. Betrayed me. In return I did the same to him. Or so he thought. I did what I had to do to save his life. Not that he deserved it. If the courts decided he would be executed I would have offered my axe to do it.&amp;quot;'' - [[Grieving Hound]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Right now, I don't know if I could honestly let go of the things he had done. He wanted to destroy a city with many in it and wanted to kill people who I considered friends and a loved one, amongst others. Suddenly, he wants to change. I don't completely buy it yet. If I had to describe Askier in one word, it would be 'frustration.'&amp;quot;'' - [[Sizha'to Chalahko]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Aye, he has done me wrong. But when I asked him not to die, he promised me he would live, even when death was the easier choice. He has suffered enough in my eyes.&amp;quot;'' - [[Roen Deneith]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Squawk!&amp;quot;'' - [[Drumstick]]&lt;br /&gt;
*''&amp;quot;Vas hired to kill. Now vill protect. Think might be holding grudge for stabbing.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier was born in the Garlean Empire to Ven'li and a female he knows nothing about.  His mother stuck around long enough to birth him and recover before leaving Askier with his father.  Ven'li was stationed in an open plan and was responsible for taming chocobos.  Ven'li was a distant father and Askier only remembers him from his smell of booze.  Askier's sister, Saravena, was born five years after he was to another female.  Askier's father was killed when Askier was six.  Askier was sent to live with his father's brother, who was a woodcutter near a river.&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next 10 years, Askier and Saravena lived relatively uneventful lives.  They helped their uncle deforest large swathes of the land to send the lumber down river for the Garlean war machine and learned simple schooling from traveling scholars.  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This simple life was violently interrupted when a group of anti-imperial soldiers assaulted the camp and burned many of the workes and the woods in an attempt to hurt the lumber supply to the Garlean military.  Askier and Saravena escaped but their uncle was lost in the flames.  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lost, the pair eventually reached a city. There starving, and forced with some unpleasant options, Askier enlisted to serve the army to earn money for his little sister to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier would spend the next four years being bounced around from one tour of duty to the next.  During that time, he took to learning about magitek and started messing around with spare parts he stole.  He discovered he was rather good with making random parts work together and his tinkering eventually caught the eye of an officer in the engineering branch.  The officer had Askier transferred to his unit and Askier quickly excelled in his new job, causing a good amount of interest amongst the military brass when it came to new explosive devices.  One such device of Askier's was loaded aboard a Garlean airship and was planned on being us the day of the Calamity, destroying his device before it could be detonated.&lt;br /&gt;
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At seeing the immense power of the primal that day, Askier deserted his post, concerned only with keeping his sister safe.  He returned home and fled with her south till they came to Eorzea, where they lived as traveling mercenaries for three years.&lt;br /&gt;
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Life as a freelance mercenary was good for Askier and Saravena.  They travelled and used their coin to live well.  Askier began drinking more and more heavily during this time, much to the concern of his sister, who was unable to stop him.  Askier used the money he made to keep his sister well taken care off as he spent the left over research what few books he could afford, trying to better himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier also tried to put his past behind him, and, while he still continued to study bomb making with the few books he could find written about magitek, it was simply for academic reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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He was enjoying his life and considered himself extremely lucky.&lt;br /&gt;
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But the good luck ran out.  Askier was recognized by a Garlean spy near Ul'dah and, after tailing Askier, came up with a plan. He forces Askier to build another bomb, in Ul'dah.  Askier refused initially but the agent took Askier's sister hostage and made the demand: &amp;quot;destroy Ul'dah or she dies&amp;quot;.  Askier gave in immediately for his sister and has been working on building his bomb for over a year and a half, shipping in the needed parts slowly and piece by piece to avoid attention.&lt;br /&gt;
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((Askier's IC summary of Saga of the Wind Swept Sands&amp;quot;))&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To whomever finds this, This may be my last time sitting down to write, and I will be considering this as my last testament.   The purpose of this testament is to chronicle the past two years, and, more specifically, the past few weeks that have led to me sitting in this cell.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I begin when Saravena was taken, as that was the catalyst for all of this.  Saravena and I had been wandering and working as mercenaries for the three years after my desertion from the Empire following the calamity. &lt;br /&gt;
It was a good life.  However, my drunkenness proved our undoing.  Like my father, the drink is my vice and I was drunk and loud too often back then.  A servant of my former captain during my years in service to the Empire, hence forth referred to as “my employer”, recognized me. I do not know how long they followed after us, or planned, but they struck without warning.  Saravena found a knife to her throat and I with a choice many say should have been harder to make than I found it to be.  I agreed to save Saravena’s life by destroying Ul’dah with a bomb of my own creation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next two years, I moved in secret, slowing shipping in my needed parts a few at a time to keep myself from drawing unwanted attention to myself.  I joined the Harbingers of Dawn during this time, hoping to find companionship to distract my mind from what I was doing.  Although I found most inside the Free Company to be as full of schemes as I, I did find a few genuine companions, though only one I felt comfortable telling everything to, which I did.  Hound, I know you cannot read and I apologize for lying to you about me not being able to do so for so long, but if this should ever be read aloud to you, know you are more than a friend, you are family.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hound hinted I should stop and try to find another way, but I dismissed her.  What could the two of us do against “my employers” shadows?  I was afraid and continued on, though I regret now not heeding her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was allowed to see my sister during these two years on rare occasions.  Always at a location “my employer’s” slave, Jin’li, picked, and only for a few moments.  I began to grow impatient, wanting her back.I started making ripples in my haste. &lt;br /&gt;
Ripples Erik Mynhier began to detect. I realized this and grew angry. I was too close.  So I made a move that, in hindsight, saved both Saravena and all of Ul’dah: I confronted Erik.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Erik, should you see this, know that I have always judged a leader by how his enemies view him and his men revere him.  'A friend to all' is the title I bestow upon you.  I came to you, trying to trick you into playing this game by my rules, to bend you to my will.  But even then you showed me respect as I revealed half-truths to you.  I should have realized then, when you let me walk away, that you had already won.  You had already placed your prize pieces upon the board,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kahn'a Od'hilkas and Osric Melkire.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Erik, I don’t know how many moves ahead of me you were or how you intercepted Jin’li’s letter to me, but you played it all so well.  There I stood, in Vesper Bay, waiting for the shipping manifest from Jin’li that would reveal where I was to find the final three parts for my device.  I recall how my allies and Delial Grimsong… I do not call Delial an ally because she is something more, a schemer as great as myself and as close a friend as one can have with such a dangerous creature.  She was using me to help her own ends as much as she aided me out of a kindred bond to save our siblings.  I have digressed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There we stood, with the manifest in hand, my eyes reading over it greedily, when Kahn’a and his allies attacked us.  Looking back, I realize just how far Kahn’a has come since Vesper Bay. Back then he was just a scared kit while now he… during Vesper Bay, he was no real threat.  The only reason I lost the manifest was a result of the hyur the woman, Daphine, smashing my eye with her book and Osric attacking my flank while I recoiled in pain.  Osric certainly would have captured me and ended it all then and there had my chocobo, Drumstick, not come to my aid.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After Vesper Bay, I nursed my wounds in secret.  Delial did what she could for me, but my eye never healed properly, and even now, bright light causes it to weep blood profusely.  I wanted revenge and so  I hunted for it during the week until my last three parts would arrive.  I found Kahn’a in an alley and thrashed him violently, hoping that my assault would stop Kahn’a for good.  Instead, my violence caught the eye of my Harbinger of Dawn superior, S’honji, and his friend at the time, Kanaria Galanodel. Eager for more guards to help me recover my packages, I lied to them both, pleading for help recovering my shipments for “my employer” saying they were harmless artifacts.  S’honji immediately mistrusted me, but Kanaria seemed to be eager to help a man in need. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My allies gathered at the “Coffin and Coffer”, being Delial,Hound, Siha, Kanaria, and S’honji. Everything should have been easy.  We split into two parties.  Delial, Kanaria and Shonji went to The Silver Bazaar. Hound, Siha, and I went to Crescent Cove.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But Hound betrayed me.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Just as I had recovered my second part and planned to kidnap Siha, Kahn’a arrived.  Hound then stepped forward and raised her axe against me.  Outnumbered four-to-one, I was forced to swim for it with my part.  Wet and half-naked, I rendezvoused back in Ul’dah with Delial’s team where we secured the two parts we had recovered and then proceeded to location number three, the graveyard near Camp Drybone.   Osric,Hound, Siha, Kah’na, Daphine, and Jana were waiting for us.  After a standoff, we came to blows, though it was my party that was forced to yield, all of us bloodied and beaten, save Kanaria, who proved to be a more dangerous combatant then I had ever expected,certainly more than S’honji, who fell to Osric’s blows swiftly.  I broke Osric’s knee before fleeing on Drumstick once more, a battered Delial thrown unceremoniously across my saddle.&lt;br /&gt;
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That night, I finished the bomb, even without the third part.  As my lethal creation hummed intolife and the sinister glow burned into my eye, I will admit I felt pride at all I had accomplished. I had almost, single-handedly, done the impossible, something the might of the entire Imperial military had not been able to do:  I had Ul’dah by the throat.  In that moment, I was akin to Bahamut, a force of sheer destruction unable to be stopped.  The timer on my bomb was ticking and would detonate in one week.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Then my heart sank and my stomach twisted into knots as I realized, without a shred of doubt, I didn’t want to go through with my plan.  The reality of what setting the device off would do, and what would happen to Saravena if I didn't let it go off, slammed into me.  Depressed and confused, I started to drown my emotions in alcohol.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next week, a war raged inside my mind, part of me playing the demon.  I encountered Kahn’ain the streets of Ul’dah and my companion Raven and I tormented him, trying to break him of his will to fight.  But I saw in his eyes he wasn’t afraid anymore. He was fighting back and I felt fear. I began to grow confused, and in my confusion, I acted, proceeding in an action that had repercussions in my mind and added fuel to my doubt.  I might have even killed Kahn’a at that moment had Kanaria not intervened.  I left, my mind wrapped in the fog of doubt and no amount of fiery liquor could burn the fog away.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My conscious rose up in me, begging me to seek help.  But from who? Hound had betrayed me and it would be some time till we mended our relationship.  I thought I was alone again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I wasn’t.  I know now that Kanaria was working with Kahn’a, but she found me sitting on some crates and managed to wring the truth of my goals and who I was from my lips without a bit of force. I was so desperate and wracked by guilt I needed to confess.  Kanaria’s response amazed me.  She did not shun me, but offered to help me to the bitter end.   I left her, still confused but with the realization I wasn’t alone. I wanted to see Kanaria again, to talk to someone.  She used this desire to break down my defenses and convinced me to meet with Kahn’a and Osric. During the meeting, I gave them a copy of the book I had written on explosive magitek as a token of good will. In return, Osric offered a plan:&lt;br /&gt;
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Ask &amp;quot;my employer” to let me see my sister one last time, but instead of me going, he would and free my sister while I waited with my bomb, swearing to disarm it the moment Saravena was safe.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That night, after the meeting, as I drank by the light of my bomb, I smiled. I remember it.  For the first time in a long time, I saw a light at the end of this tunnel and it wasn’t a light of destruction.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But the truce nearly failed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I had gathered my allies and Delial, still not entirely trusting Kahn’a and Osric.  Kahn’a arrived with his troops and my mind immediately took it as betrayal but I waited.  I was willing to humor them as they looked on at my bomb with terror. But then I heard Kahn’a say the words that broke my will that night.  He looked straight at me and uttered: “Saravena is dead, Askier.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My mind snapped, I started dancing around, cackling, wanting to kill everyone and everything, wanting to set off the bomb, and I know I would have, had Kanaria not held me back. My allies and Delial refused to fight, they heard Kahn’a as he tried to explain Saravena was, in fact, still alive; that Osric had saved her after all.  In my grief I failed to hear, and I was shot by Kahn’a’s arrow.  After that, I remember very little as Daphine drugged me.  But I know the bomb was disarmed and I was taken to this cell, where I have resided this past week, thinking.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was visited later by Kanaria and Kahn’a, who brought in an unconscious Saravena and placed her in my arms. Osric had kept up his end of the bargain, though they had almost lost her.  I confess I wept for hours, both relieved that she was safe again after two years and ashamed for nearly breaking my end of the truce.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But Jin’li isn’t done with me it seems.  He still lives and conspires for “my employer.”  If I ever see that runt again, I’ll sink my teeth into his throat and tear it out. Kahn’a and Osric tell me that Kahn’a is being forced to play a game for“my employer” much like the one I was forced to, though this time, it is not Ul’dah he wants destroyed, it is me for failing him and letting Osric make a fool out of him. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  I feel no hatred for Osric, Kanaria, or Kahn’a. Rather I view them as family.  They simply tried to keep what they cared for safe and they were willing to help out a total stranger and his sister while doing so.  How could I ever judge someone for that?  Kahn’a especially has gone from my greatest foe to something I find myself surprised by.  Raven, Kanaria, Osric, Hound, Kahn’a, Vali,even you Delial, I owe you all a debt I can never repay but will try.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have one last scheme to play.  One, that if all goes well, will free me forever from this madman, though the price will by high for some near to me, but they have agreed and once again I am left in awe of their selflessness.  I will stand trial soon and accept my punishment, be it acceptable to me. S’honji plans to convict me and execute me, but I have no plan on dying.  Not until I return “my employer” for his years of kindness.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In conclusion, I did not write this for pity or forgiveness.  In truth, part of me will always be proud of what I have accomplished, though I am grateful that I never had to set off my device.  No, I write this so that, no matter how history remembers me, there will always be a record from my own pen that proves that I am nothing more than a simple Garlean miqot’e, whom was fallible, foolish, and devoted to those he loves.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier Mergrey, &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Trial by Gunblade Fire''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier went to trial for his crimes during the &amp;quot;Saga of the Wind Swept&amp;quot; but he went to live and be free, not suffer S'honji's punishment.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Kahn'a was confronted by Jin'li and forced to play the very game Askier had been.  This time, however, Askier was the target, and those Kahn'a cared about most were the hostages.  Kahn'a came to Osric and Kanaria and told them, and the three worked out a way to trick Jin'li and free Askier from Jin'li's master.  They would fake Askier's death in front of everyone.  Askier was asked to trust Kahn'a to shoot at hi with the gunblade Jin'li had given him.  Askier, seeing the young male forced to make the same type of choice he was and realizing the risk Kahn'a was taking to spare his life, agreed without hesitation, having come to trust Kahn'a, Kanaria, and Osric completely.  The only other person who was to know was Saravena.  During the trial, Askier stood mostly silent, letting those who would speak for him do so.  They added to the plan.  Then Askier stepped forward, giving Kahn'a a shot he couldn't miss.  The other male took it and hit the metal covering they had slipped under Askier's shirt.  Askier flew backwards into Osric, who pinched a set of nerves, sending Askier into a state of near death.  To add to the effect, Askier bit a whole in his tongue to let blood ooze out.  Osric rushed Askier away and revived him, though the bruising from the shot forced Askier to limp. Osric escorted Askier to an airship and sent him to Limsa.  Askier, in immense pain, passed out aboard the ship, a free man for the first time in years.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Life After Death''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier arrived in Limsa and kept a low profile.  But Adin and Jin'li were no fools.  They hunted Askier down and shot Askier off a cliff after tricking Osric into revealing Askier was alive.  Askier fell from the cliff and saw the starry heavens and during that moment, a mark was burned onto the back of his neck before he slammed into the ocean and lost consciousness for several days as Osric's siblings saved him and took him to Lady Grace for healing.  During that time, Osric, Kahn'a, and Kanaria hunted down Adin and Jin'li and killed them both.  When Askier awoke, his ruined eye was fixed by Lady Grace's healer and his wounds as well.  He rejoiced when he learned he was a truly free miqo'te.  He returned to Ul'dah, where he encountered Adin's replacement, Rema, briefly as she told him she was calling off the attacks on Ul'dah for a time.  Askier now calls Ul'dah his home and was looking to relax.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Slipping into old ways''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But that was not to last.  Askier encountered the massive Roe Itarliht Syhrkoensyn, who mentioned the mark on Askier's neck and explained they were both part of a small collection of similar fellows with similar marks.  Askier has agreed to help his new allies discover the purpose of the marks.  But Itar was not done with Askier.  Itar informed Askier there were several old allies of Askier's in need of aid and Askier offered to help without hesitation, even if doing so might reawaken his negative image amongst certain people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Meanwhile, Askier was contacted to identify the explosive used on Lady Grace's ship.  Askier agreed and determined the device but was accused of setting it himself and snapped angrily, viewing the cheap explosive beneath him.  Askier has sworn to prove to Lady Grace how talented his skills are one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Time as a Terrible Kidnapper and Torture and Freedom''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Askier worked odds jobs for awhile, growing bored and listless, wanting the action he had come to enjoy, almost crave like a drug, during the past five years.  Osric kept telling him to stay out of trouble, but the problem was, Askier wanted trouble, wanted the trill of being at the edge.  And Askier finally got his chance and he pounced on it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier was approached by a member of the Brass Blades to abduct Roen Deneith and detain her long enough to draw out a wanted fugitive so the fugitive could be killed.  Askier pretended to take the job for the massive amount of gil he was promised, but, in truth, Askier really just wanted the job to make him feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier had planned to take his time organizing and setting up a proper job, but while Askier was trying to recruit the first of his hired muscle, Itar, Roen walked up to them and the pair of males tricked her, hit her over the head with a shovel, drugged her, and rode north to Coerthas to hide.&lt;br /&gt;
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Askier had planned on the kidnapping being a rather pleasant affair, even going so far as to purchase whiskey and books for Roen to pass the time.  But Crim had other ideas.  The Roe proved merciless in his actions, forcing Roen to engage in acts that borderlined on torture, acts that left Askier uncomfortable.  Askier attempted to repair the damage done by Crim by offering aid to Roen's brother but Crim snapped and took to punishing Roen. Askier reached his limit, furious at the way Crim was treating the hyur female and threw a bottle at Crim's head.  Crim turned on the miqo'te and the two males fought, parts of the house being blown to bits by explosives.  &lt;br /&gt;
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The fight ended with Crim, Roen, and Askier outside the house in the whirling snows, Crim pressing a sword to the female's throat, swearing to kill her if Askier did no drop his explosives.  Askier had his mount, Drumstick, flee to act as message to anyone who would look for him before he took out a linkpearl from his ear and removed all but one explosive from his person.  Askier then pulled the pin on the last explosive and blew his left arm off to the shoulder, doing so for several reasons.  Crim was forced to abandon the building and took a wagon loaded with Askier and Roen south where they stole a boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The three sailed for a couple weeks, during that time Askier was violently tortured, an experience he will never forget.  Askier and Roen were rescued and Crim slain during an exchange on the docks of Crescent Cove.  Askier was healed over an extended period of time, though his mind is still suffering as he tries to come to terms with what happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0 0 15px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Joining the Red Wings''&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Following Askier's release, Kahn'a offered Askier a chance to keep himself busy by joining the Red Wings.  Askier agreed to do so, so desperate to find a means of work to keep his brain off the memories of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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====&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: segoe ui semibold;font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2pt; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Music I rp Askier with:&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;====&lt;br /&gt;
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTuhuon1j6U Voltaire - When You're Evil]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F90Cw4l-8NY&amp;amp;feature=kp Bastille - Pompeii]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xzir1B43I3E&amp;amp;feature=kp Freedom Call - Warriors]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2H4l9RpkwM&amp;amp;feature=kp Linkin Park - Breaking the Habit]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VK9qfVQ4Z04&amp;amp;feature=kp Within Temptation - Angels]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iL4mywCOJXA Grounds for Divorce - Elbow]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGnmuBOmL5I Otto Waalkes - Grund zum feiern ]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-family: cambria, arial, verdana; font-size: 10pt; margin: 10px 0 0 0; border-top: 1px solid black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;p style=&amp;quot;line-height: 170%; margin: 0 0 10px 0;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''Messy template of doom by: [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]''&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[category:Miqo'te]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ragnar</name></author>
		
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		<title>S'imba Tia</title>
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{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = S'imba Tia&lt;br /&gt;
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| gender = Male &lt;br /&gt;
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| race = Miqo'te&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Seeker of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Place of Birth &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = Southern Thanalan &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Rhaglar&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Nameday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Date 12th Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon  (Age:17 )&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Single&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Slave, fights in the Coliseum.&lt;br /&gt;
Part time job male model for the Piquant Pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Basic Info ==&lt;br /&gt;
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S'imba is a young Miqo'te who's owned by a  member of the Syndicate.  He is forced to fight in the coliseum where he makes his owner a small fortune in gill each fight.  Due to his young age and bitterness of becoming a slave he can be slightly aggressive.  But he is a kind soul at heart and is willing to stand up for his friends and those unable to defend themselves.  He's a little reckless and finds himself in trouble often.  He won't back down from a challenge and is always up for a spar with basically anyone.  He spends a lot of time at the quicksand at the behest of his owner to &amp;quot;Promote himself by being seen by the masses.&amp;quot;  He dreams of gaining his freedom and becoming an adventurer so he can have stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Appearance ==&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Height:'''Tall for a Miqo'te though still spends a lot of time looking up.  &lt;br /&gt;
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'''Weight''' Athletic build&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Hair:&amp;amp;nbsp;''' Dirty Blond &lt;br /&gt;
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'''Eyes:&amp;amp;nbsp;''' Amber&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Particular Traits:&amp;amp;nbsp;''' Is branded with a mark on the side of his face and a number on his left shoulder blade.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Clothing Style:''' He's only allowed to wear pants both for fighting and to publicitize himself, especially for the ladies. He also wears this because Gus Pumpkinweed hired him to model so that when the women see him they &amp;quot;get twitterpated by t'release o'hormone oxytocin&amp;quot; which he says will create an increase in demand for his products.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Tastes ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Dislikes&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Favorites&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Color:&amp;amp;nbsp;'''Unknown&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Food:&amp;amp;nbsp;'''Unknown&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Drinks:&amp;amp;nbsp;'''Unknown&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Scent:''' Unknown.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Place:''' Unknown.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''Festival:''' Unknown.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Goals&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Religion&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alignment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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His intentions are good though he feels he has been forced to kill many innocent people he gets faced with in the ring.  He fights for the freedom of others as well as himself, however due to the manipulations of his master he finds himself becoming increasingly more aggressive outside of the ring.  His fear of losing himself and killing someone outside of an official fight terrifies him because he feels it would represent finally losing himself and becoming just another of his masters mindless toys.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Personality ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Quirks&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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*He's a bit of a spaz.&lt;br /&gt;
*He can't help but get into some sort of trouble...much to the dismay of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Flaws&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Reckless''' He tends to run into battle without thinking about the odds or the consequences.  This has led him to several sticky situations.  Especially if one of his friends are in trouble he'll drop whatever he's doing to help them even if it is essentially suicide.&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Aggressive''' He has a hot streak in him. Faced with massive frustration in trying to gain his freedom doesn't help. His owner forces him to take drugs that increase this in him as well.  He has no problem asserting his dominance over others.&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Addiction''' In order to control his slaves his owner forces drugs on them until they are dependent upon their usage.  They also tend to cause or precipitate existing flaws. Such as aggression, paranoia, and the feeling of being invincible.  Add to the fact that it increases strength and stamina makes it the drug of choice to force upon him.  Without it S'imba is forced through massive withdrawal that causes severe and unbearable that try as he might forces him to return to his owner.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Fears&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is known yet.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Talents&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is known yet.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Intelligence&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Comparisons&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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== Abilities and Skills ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== '''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Personal&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;''''' ===&lt;br /&gt;
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*Like all Miqo'te he has naturally heightened reflexes and cat like instincts. This serves him well in the ring as it gives it has ensured he has survived matches against opponents that should have killed him. &lt;br /&gt;
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*Due to his owner using drugs that gives him enhanced abilities such as improved speed, strength, and agility. It also gives him a strange resilience to poisons and his ability to metabolize them.  This also gives him the ability to metabolize alcohol at a rapid rate giving the impression that he can really hold his drink.  Though these abilities come with a huge drawback the drugs are highly addictive and cause him to go through intolerable withdrawals that cause complete cramping of his body and cloud his mind so he can't even think straight.  This effectively ensures he doesn't run away again and keeps him in Thanalan.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== '''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Weapons&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;''''' ===&lt;br /&gt;
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*Various forms of martial arts augmented with fist weapons.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== '''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Magic&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;''''' ===&lt;br /&gt;
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*He doesn't really understand magic other than do whatever you can to dodge it.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== '''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Crafting&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;''''' ===&lt;br /&gt;
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== Family and Relationships ==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;p style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;DISCLAIMER&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;All what is written here bears absolutely no OOC feelings, and may be subject to change as the story develops. If your name doesn't appear in this list, I have probably forgotten, or my character just doesn't remember you. Please do not use these information to affect you ICly or mess with my character's feelings. Use of OOC information will be flagged as god-moding and I will not react to it ICly if I feel this is what you're doing.&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Relatives&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Positive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Nanarou Garnin''' Despite their rocky start in which S'imba was informed he was a &amp;quot;Mangy Cat&amp;quot; she always seemed to be around when he got into trouble. Eventually when S'imba was crushed by his emotions and was in the process of killing another Miqo'te she showed up just in time and snapped him out of it.  After comforting him she started over by inviting him to join her free company &amp;quot;Order of the Compass&amp;quot; Which she told him was the very representation of being free.  Since that was his dream he jumped on board and now she keeps an eye on him making sure he controls his temper and keeping him out of trouble, even though she has that annoying tendency to show up whenever he was ready to get into some kind of trouble. Recently however he ran into some other members of his company in the quicksand where they were talking about their leader Sven and the evil he actually represented.  See tried to warn S'imba to leave and eventually ended up abducting him to protect him.  Though after she took him to the house and Sven showed up to punish him for his betrayal she ran away.  He has not seen her since but despite her actions S'imba still trusts her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Charlotte Tiln'''S'imba met Charlotte after she rescued him from her brother Siegfried.  While initially he didn't trust her when he found out who her family was after she helped him deal with the crushing feelings he was having about being torn away from his home, she quickly become someone he relies on for emotional support.  Though he soon found out about how much she was dealing with herself he did everything he could to allow her to get rested from her troubles.  He does harbor feelings for her but knows she doesn't reciprocate them.&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Arvic Ryne''' Shared a drink with Arvic in the Quicksand one night while they were talking Nanarou jumped in between them both, which was coincidentally when he met her as well.  Despite Nanarou belittling S'imba; Arvic became his friend.  Arvic is one of the individuals who encourages S'imba to continue fighting for his freedom, and helped him by finding out what the ingredients were for the drugs that control S'imba.&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''S'vett Tia''' S'imba met S'vett when S'imba was in the process of trying to kill Siegfried.  At the behest of Mylene Wharf S'vett tried to stop S'imba while he was attacking Siegfried, despite being thrown off when he tried to tackle S'imba he jumped back into the fray pulling back on S'imba's collar until Nanarou showed up and snapped S'imba out of it.  A few days later S'vett approached S'imba in the bar where they became friends after S'vett decided to help S'imba learn about where he comes from.  Despite S'vett saying he's not a great warrior for his fear of big monsters, S'imba believes that he's got the &amp;quot;right stuff&amp;quot; and intends to fix that by putting him face to face with a Morbol though he doesn't know how S'vett feels about that.&lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Mylene Wharf''' S'imba first met Mylene while he was recovering from being tortured by Siegfried Tiln.  She helped patch him up and comfort him.  Later he found out that she was close friends with Charlotte which meant that even though Mylene was dating Siegfried he held no ill will against her.  When he later attacked Siegfried he inadvertently hurt her when she tried to stop him from attacking him.  Due to this S'imba assumes that she must feel him a violent animal.  Most recently he ran into her and found out she had been abandoned by the siblings as well, caused him to feel extreme remorse as compared to hhow they hurt him she seemed to have suffered even more.  Despite the effect his S'imba's actions may have had on her she still stood up for him when a Nuhn provoked him into a fight.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Neutral&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Aerostein Epitaph''' When S'imba was cursed Aerostein risked his own life to heal him.  He is also another of Gus Pumpkinweed's model who S'imba sees as a rival.  The man knows exactly how to get on S'imba's nerves and gets highly annoyed when he refers to him as a child.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Negative&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''''&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
*'''Siegfried Tiln:''' Siegfried was one of S'imba's friends and someone he looked up to. However after Siegfried received a tip that S'imba had information on his goals he drugged S'imba which after he woke up found himself tied up.  Siegfried then proceeded to torture him for this information which he had no idea what he was talking about, after hours of pain at Siegfried's brutal torture he found himself ready to give up all hope when Charlotte Tiln jumped out and attacked Siegfried saving S'imba.  Later he approached S'imba after which S'imba's anger taking control of him proceeded to beat him him with the intent of killing him.  After injuring several bystanders attempting to stop him S'imba was finally snapped out of his rage by Nanarou Garnin. &lt;br /&gt;
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*'''Sven Volkorus''' S'imba first encountered this black mage in the Quicksand one evening when he first met Nanarou.  Outwardly he seemed like a kindly stranger always happy for adventure.  However upon looking into his eyes S'imba could feel nothing but terror.  Despite these feelings he put them out of his mind despite seeing a secret sadistic power craving nature behind it all.  After Nanarou recruited S'imba to the Order of the Compass whom Sven was the leader of S'imba found himself needing assistance in breaking a curse and asked Sven for help.  Sven was more than willing to provide the assistance to S'imba provided he make payment.  With this it left S'imba a slave to a second master though he didn't realize until he met with a few other members of the order.  After he shared with them his debt to Sven, Nanarou kidnapped S'imba with the aid of Arvic.  Back at the company head quarters while Nanrou was explaining about who Sven truly was he showed up and Nanarou backing out of the room, (Arvic remained behind despite Nanarou telling him to come with her.) Sven then proceeded to conjure up aether in his hands and grabbed S'imba's chest and tortured him by causing him to feel that his body was going to burn up for several minutes as Arvic could only watch in horror.  When he had finished he left S'imba with runes where his hands had been that not only burn white hot and put him through the same ordeal when he loses control of his emotions but also allow Sven to speak into his mind allowing him to sow seeds of mistrust of the young seekers mind about the other members of his company.  He has not seen Sven since.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Affiliations ==&lt;br /&gt;
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== Music Themes ==&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:x-small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Note: Vocal Songs are attributed themes in which the lyrics seem to relate or partially relate to the character. They don't mean to resemble the character's voice. The instrumental themes are meant to give an idea of the atmosphere around the character. Songs with character names (example: &amp;quot;Tidus's Theme&amp;quot;) are NOT meant to indicate that the character is like the theme owner. I just find the instruments and melody fitting, not the character the song was originally addressed to.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== Rumors ==&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:smaller;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Note: This section is editable by anyone. Just keep in mind that the rumors here may be both true or false.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::* &amp;quot;Is villing to do anything to protect people he cares for, even vhen can go no further. Can respect that.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== History ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== '''''&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Name and Lifestyle&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;''''' ===&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Name Etimology ====&lt;br /&gt;
Simba is the Swahili word for Lion.&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Nicknames ====&lt;br /&gt;
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* Alpha Male - Gus Pumpkinweed&lt;br /&gt;
* Ul'dah's resident slave boy -Wolf Jaeger&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Current Residence ====&lt;br /&gt;
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=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;'''''Before Dalamud's Fall'''''&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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==== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:larger;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Birth and childhood (0-10)&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ====&lt;br /&gt;
S'imba was born in the Sagoli Desert, as an infant he was strong and full of life bringing great pride to his parents.  One day however a Nomadic Tia entered his tribes territory and challenged the Nuhn to combat.  The aggressive Tia killed the Nuhn in combat and took complete control of the Tribe, his first order of business was to kill all the previous Nuhn's young that had been recently born in order to make the females fertile and receptive to him. S'imba's mother unable to let her child be killed ran from the tribe, as she ran for her life because she knew that her life was now forfeit. She came upon a Hyur from La Nosca who was an adventurer and was seeing the world one last time before he retired with his wife and son.  Not having any other choice because she begged the adventurer to take her son and raise him as his own.  The Hyur was reluctant at first but upon thinking of his own son and moved by the woman's pleas took S'imba.  After telling the Hyur his son's name she ran away hoping to draw any attention away from the Hyur who was now in possession of her son. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Hyur then took S'imba back to his newly built home in La Nosca away from any civilization as he did not want his family to be faced with the troubles the rest of the world brought. He raised S'imba as his own child along with his other son happy to enjoy his retirement to a much more simple life.&lt;br /&gt;
==== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:larger;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Teen Years&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ====&lt;br /&gt;
As he grew S'imba never had any idea of him being adopted.  In fact all he believed that though he was born looking a little different from his brother, he thought he was a Hyur just like the rest of his family.  Due to his heritage and natural abilities that being a Miqo'te brought he was a natural at hunting and the other skills needed to live away from any type of city, he begin to outshine his brother and unfortunately due to his fathers heritage as a great warrior seemed to give slightly more affection towards S'imba than his real son. Slowly his brothers Jealousy began to grow. &lt;br /&gt;
=== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;'''''After Dalamud's Fall'''''&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ===&lt;br /&gt;
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==== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:larger;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ====&lt;br /&gt;
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==== &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:larger;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:medium;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size:small;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A Realm Reborn (Present,)&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;''&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ====&lt;br /&gt;
When S'imba turned sixteen his bother had finally had enough he left the house one night intent on running away to find the lands his father had spoken about and had sometimes visited to buy supplies for their home.  As he had never left home before he just wandered until he found a small town.  It was a pirate town full of cutthroats and other lowlives. While he was here he discovered that S'imba was not a Hyur he was a separate race and based on the drunkenness of the sailors was a member of a savage race.  While he was there he learned of money and what it could get you in life.  One evening he saw some slavers dealing Miqo'te and overheard how much they were worth on the market.  He walked over curious as the maliciousness grew even more in his heart, and made a deal with them that night and formed the plot in his mind.  &lt;br /&gt;
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The next day he returned home on his way he was faced by a wild coural and was nearly killed by it had S'imba not found him just in time to rescue him.  As they walked back to their house they talked and S'imba asked him where he had gone.  His brother told him part of the truth and that he had visited some of the places their father talked about, though he expressed his worry about what their father was going to do to him when they returned to him.  They both couldn't help but feel their great love for each other at that moment.  When they got home and his brother was asked where he had gone to S'imba jumped in and said that he had gotten lost and that he had saved him from a courel.  At this moment his brother nearly changed his mind about his plans until his father praised S'imba for his skill and bravery and condemned his true son for his recklessness and cowardess.  He went to his room and completed his plan.&lt;br /&gt;
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A few weeks later he went and found S'imba and told him that their father was finally letting them go to town and that they were to take one of their chocobo's to sell.  With great excitement S'imba chased after him and they were on their way to town.  When they finally arrived there was so much to take in the smells the life everything.  They stopped to eat for lunch as his brother thought it was fit that they should share one last meal together.  After a delicious meal in the tropical sun and much laughter they went down to the docks where they were supposed to meet the buyers of the chocobo.  When they arrived the buyers smiled and said a &amp;quot;fine beast may we examine him further?&amp;quot; his brother motioned to S'imba and he walked the chocobo over to them.  When he held out the reins of the bird he was surprised when a few of the men grabbed him and started examining him ripping off his shirt and stripping him down to his small clothes they examined him carefully looking for any defects they could find.  S'imba struggled as best he could as the stronger men placed him in chains and the leader laughs out &amp;quot;A fine specimen, never seen one like him.&amp;quot; he said as he threw a large sack of gil to his brother.  Catching the bag he met S'imba's eyes as they drug him onto the ship and said to him &amp;quot;I'm sorry brother...&amp;quot; he said before turning around and heading away. &lt;br /&gt;
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After they had secured their cargo S'imba felt rocking of the ship and was crushed by the feelings of what had just happened and cried the entire time he was on the ship.  Finally the light to the hatch was opened and he was drug out into the hot desert sun.  After a long day of travel he was brought to a camp and was re-examined and appraised afterwards they branded a number into his back and wrote up several pages of paperwork to document him.  Next he was rushed off to the markets where potential buyers gave him the same rough examination over and over for what felt like days.  Finally someone bought him for a hefty amount and he was soon off with them.  For about a month S'imba worked for this guy before he tried to run away.  He escaped his master ans found a group of adventurers to join up with who were willing to take him to Gridania.  When the man who owned the slave market and had sold S'imba found out about it and having to make good on his guarantee spared no expense in having him tracked down and brought back to him.  &lt;br /&gt;
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When S'imba was nearly to Gridania he was caught by the slavers personal bodyguard this monster of a Roegadyn single handedly killed every single adventurer he was with, with his bare hands, before dragging S'imba back to Ul'dah.  When he was brought back he was branded on his cheek as a symbol that he could never be set free and had a collar bolted onto him identifying him as a runaway.  He was then thrown into the coliseum where by a huge chance of luck he came out the victor.  Seeing the reaction he gained from the fans his new owner had him brutally trained over the next year as he continued to win his fights.  He was given drugs to both control him and enhance his abilities, his past now a memory and knowing only the ring the pressures of his situation are starting to get to him. Though fortunately he has made friends who want to help him out of his situation.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Order of the Compass'''&lt;br /&gt;
One night at the quicksand S'imba was hanging out in his spot on the floor when a female Lalafell approached him and started to harass him about being a &amp;quot;cat-boy&amp;quot; who was only out looking to breed.  When S'imba asked why she hated Miqo'te she responded with &amp;quot;There are too many of ye.&amp;quot; After a few minutes of this she ran off to speak to a Sultansworn. At this point S'imba went over to the bar where he met Arvic.  While they were sharing stories the Lalafell returned to terrorize &lt;br /&gt;
S'imba some more and she mounted herself on the stool between the pair. While she continued to rip S'imba a new one her mentor showed up and sat at the other side of him where they both properly introduced themselves as black mages, the Hyur was named Sven Voulkas and the Lalafell was Nanarou Garnin.  After Arvic and S'imba spoke with them for a while until they all needed to leave for one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;
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S'imba ran in Nanarou several times after that usually while he was in the middle of some scene scene or another which she never failed to take a detour of whatever she may be doing at the time to go tell him what she thought of him. Eventually he ran into her arguing with another black mage which ended up with him following them out of the city so they could duel.  LS'imba watched the duel alongside Arvic and Sven as the pair showed off their great display of power which led to Nanarou summoning meteor.  While S'imba looked on in awe at the fight he couldn't help but notice that there was something off about Sven and what appeared to be bloodlust in his eye. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sometime later the night that Siegfried returned to see S'imba after he had tortured him.  S'imba noticed Nanarou in the bar already filled with absolute hatred of the man in front of him seeing her and knowing that he was about to receive more of her abuse pushed him over the edge he didn't notice her leave but during his absence he completely lost it and started beating the hell out of Siegfried.  During the fight when he had just about killed him she returned and yelled out to him as her voice was the only one in the crowd he recognised she was the one that was finally able to snap him out of it.  She led him out of the bar before the rest of the patrons noticed he was gone and she took him to a secluded area where she told him they needed a fresh start.  She told him that she had been watching over him intervening whenever he was about to get into trouble and had regretted leaving when she had seen how agitated he had been around Siegfried.  It was at this point she invited him to join the order of the compass so she could keep an eye on him and help him keep his temper under control.  He couldn't resist especially about how much of her recruitment speech involved that their company stood for freedom so he naturally joined right up.&lt;br /&gt;
To be continued...&lt;br /&gt;
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== Other Notes ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Wanted for Interesting Roleplay ===&lt;br /&gt;
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*People interested in his masters crime syndicate.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Osric Melkire</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: /* Reputation */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Osric Melkire&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Osric seated.png&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = &lt;br /&gt;
| caption = '&amp;quot;As I live, I'll serve.&amp;quot;'&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ul'dahn&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 25&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Patron Deity&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Oschon, The Wanderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Chief Flame Sergeant&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height/Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 5' 8&amp;quot; / 162 Pz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Heterosexual&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Relatives&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = &amp;lt;ul&amp;gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Cenric (Father, Deceased)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Edith (Mother)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Tabitha (Sister, Deceased)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Danica &amp;amp; Corinna (Sisters, Twins)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; &amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Thomys (Brother)&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/ul&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;BLOCKQUOTE&amp;gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;''&amp;quot;For the last time, that ain't my dagger he's carrying around in his bosom. If it was, he'd be dead. What kind of amateur sticks his pigs, anyway? You're supposed to slit their throats.&amp;quot;'' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;-- '''Osric''', nineteen years of age, caught standing over a wounded Yellowjacket.&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Chief Sergeant Osric Melkire''' (born 11th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon) is a Lominsan native who found his way to Ul'dah in search of refuge and employment. Driven from his home at the age of twenty, he stowed away on the first ferry to Vesper Bay and was immediately arrested upon arrival. His plea for asylum in exchange for lifetime enlistment with the Immortal Flames was granted; that he bore with him a letter of introduction from a former officer didn't hurt matters, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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Five years later, Osric now views Ul'dah as his home and has pledged himself to the Jewel of the Desert. &lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Basic Info&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''LIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Fisticuffs&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Sleep&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#ECCA67;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Trashy novellas&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''DISLIKES''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Abusers of Women and Children&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Monetarists&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Card sharps&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#DFD59E;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Injustice&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''OTHER''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Vice(s): Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Food: [http://ffxiv.gamerescape.com/wiki/Meat_Miq%27abob Meat Miq'abob]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Drink: [http://ffxiv.gamerescape.com/wiki/Pineapple_Juice Pineapple Juice]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#CACFA5;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Favorite Color: Green&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;History&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Reputation&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RUMORS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;What, Melkire? Kid with the funny accent? Ain't he Lominsan?&amp;quot; -- ''Wymond''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Bloke never sleeps. Just passes out on one bench or another.&amp;quot; -- ''Rand, Brass Blade''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#90AB76;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;If you don't sound off when the Sergeant calls for it, he'll box your ears, good and proper!&amp;quot; -- ''Haruko Kokojo, Flame Corporal''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Uncommon Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;He's always in here with that one woman now... yeah, the one with the matching outfit.&amp;quot; -- ''Quicksand Patron''&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F37E1D;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Caught him reading some romance once, so I did. Poor darling was blushing for bells.&amp;quot; -- ''Momodi''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#D83018;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Man's a criminal. Petty thief, and a murderer to boot. Tried to run from Merlwyb, got as far as Vesper. So there he is, 'bout to have his brains painted all over the dock, right, when Raubahn himself shows up. Now Merlwyb, she grants Melkire one last request, as per the Lominsan custom, and Melkire, he challenges the General to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;single combat&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. Says if he wins, Raubahn's honor-bound to save his life. And the Bull, he &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;accepted&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and Melkire, he &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;won&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. So Raubahn holds up his end, see, beats the Admiral's hundred-man crew senseless and kicks Merlwyb herself back into the sea. Aye, that's how it happened, and don't let anyone tell you different.&amp;quot; -- ''Trachtoum the Tidus Slayer''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from Playable Characters, Feel Free to Add!)&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;An... intriguing man. Were things a little different, I expect we could have made fast friends. Alas, he seems to suffer the belief that I should fear him. It is a common delusion in these recent days.&amp;quot; - [[Delial Grimsong]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;The Sergeant Melkire? He's... frank, doesn't take a bell to make a point, and should you gain his cooperation, you'll find he's relentless in his efforts. I trust him.&amp;quot; - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;His methods are... unique. I will give you that much. I am not sure I believe or trust him. But I believe his intentions are good.&amp;quot; - [[Roen Deneith]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;The man has an obsession with attacking from behind, dirt sandwiches, saving my sorry ass, blaming all his problems on me, and racking up a huge amount of debts I have to pay him back for.  Hells yes I'll drink to his health. &amp;quot; - [[Askier Mergrey]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;This man is a thief! He's stolen everything from me and will not give it back! Not that I really want any of it back, it's his to keep because I know he'll take very good care of what he's got. I'm keeping close tabs on my bottle of 'Pineapple Juice' though... That's mine! &amp;quot; - [[Kanaria Galanodel]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Sometimes, I want to smack this man upside his head. He thinks he's sly. One of these days, I'm going to show him just how sly us Moon-keeper Miqo'te can get.&amp;quot; - [[Sizha'to Chalahko]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;His jaw cries out to be connected to my fist. Also he's good at his job I guess.&amp;quot; - [[Natalie Mcbeef]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I shall be giving him my Master's gift, very soon&amp;quot; - [[Jin'li Epinoch]]&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#aac5b4;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;■&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Vas first to understand, and first to accept. Is vorthy of service.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;''RELATIONS''&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/h3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Romantic Interest&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Platonic Love&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Good Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Neutral Standing&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Poor Standing&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Daphine Rysen]] - &amp;quot;Longtime friend. I owe Madam Rysen more than anyone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Raandal Bennett]] - &amp;quot;Daphine's crazy fiancé and m'former free company leader.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kiest Resad]] - &amp;quot;Kiest. Just... gods-damned Kiest. Bane of my existence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#FA70BC;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Andralyn Thatcher]] - &amp;quot;...I ain't gonna talk 'bout Lady Grace t'the likes of ''you''.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Mialyre Vance]] - &amp;quot;Ever wanted t'just lower your head in front of a cannon, set alight the fuse?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]] - &amp;quot;M'best friend, bar none.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Askier Mergrey]] - &amp;quot;M'worst enemy, bar none.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Zhavi Streetrunner]] - &amp;quot;...I owe her a debt.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Aya Foxheart]] - &amp;quot;Y'see Aya? That girl knows great service. Tip her well and often, y'hear?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[D'lyhhia Lhuil]] - &amp;quot;Thought I was done with little sisters. I thought wrong.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Xydane Vale]] - &amp;quot;Vale. Ruttin' Vale. Won't leave me alone. Won't let me leave ''him'' alone. Arse.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Endemerrin Rosethorne]] - &amp;quot;Master Rosethorne's a good man; I won't be listenin' to anythin' what says otherwise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jameson Taeros]] - &amp;quot;There's somethin' t'be said for someone that persistent, and it ain't anythin' t'be proud of.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Delial Grimsong]] - &amp;quot;...damn her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Roen Deneith]] - &amp;quot;One second, she's glarin' daggers at me, the next, she's askin' for lessons.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gharen Wolfsong]] - &amp;quot;...went near him again without a regiment and a gunblade. Gods damn it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Sizha'to Chalahko]] - &amp;quot;Sizzie! I love Sizzie! ...bastard doesn't love me back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Siha Xinkei]] - &amp;quot;Clever girl, Lady Siha. Eyes open and hands on your pockets, boys.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#F02311;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kanaria Galanodel]] - &amp;quot;Dayspring of my happiness.&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[S'honji Hayakawa]] - &amp;quot;He 'n' I are due for a little heart t'heart talk....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Kage Kiryuu]] - &amp;quot;Listen, Kiryuu has his reasons for hatin' me guts. Leave him be.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lanza Razaul]] - &amp;quot;Oi, it's Lanza, eh? He's an idiot. Loveable idiot, but still an idiot.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Liliana Nazareth]] - &amp;quot;Not often y'can call a superior officer &amp;quot;friend&amp;quot;, but hells, if she ain't one, then I'm at a loss for words.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[C'kayah Tia]] - &amp;quot;....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#8f8377;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Natalie Mcbeef]] - &amp;quot;Don't do this woman any favors; she'll deck you for it.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Zachary Evans]] - &amp;quot;He needs clothes. He needs clothes badly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Gus Pumpkinweed]] - &amp;quot;This guy. This ruttin' guy....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Leilani Belle]] - &amp;quot;Buttons is crazy. In a good way. That said, she outranks me, so I've reason for concern.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Jin'li Epinoch]] - &amp;quot;Kill'm. I'm gonna kill'm.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#C24640;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Adin Adonus]] - &amp;quot;Monster. Tourin' the seven hells now. Good riddance t'bad rubbish.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Lissa Belle]] - &amp;quot;If Leilani is crazy in a good way, then Lissa is good in a crazy way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Aldyet Lannis]] - &amp;quot;Y'look, and you'll see a fragile little girl. ''Y'pay attention,'' and you'll find steel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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: &amp;lt;font style=&amp;quot;color:#9EC60B;&amp;quot; size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;●&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; [[Alexei Volkov]] - &amp;quot;A good tool. Consummate 'fessional.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Music&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DT-dxG4WWf4&amp;amp;feature=kp Mykonos - Fleet Foxes]&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ua8d3gDSXyc The Joke - Lifehouse]&lt;br /&gt;
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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eZJuXM0tGFk Death from Above - Machinae Supremacy]&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Footnotes&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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Credit goes to '''Bancroft Gairn''' for the page template!&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ragnar</name></author>
		
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		<title>Mylene Wharf</title>
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		<updated>2014-06-15T01:17:28Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ragnar: /* x. Rumors */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox-character&lt;br /&gt;
| name = Mylene Wharf&lt;br /&gt;
| image = Mylene.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 300&lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Hyur&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Midlander&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Nameday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 5th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon, 1558&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Guardian&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = Azeyma, The Warden&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Profession&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Fisher&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = World&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Mylene's Theme&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = [http://youtu.be/8rVgg50rnp0 &amp;quot;Sailing&amp;quot; - Yoko Kanno]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Journal&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = [http://wharfmylene.tumblr.com/ wharfmylene.tumblr.com]&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. General=== &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mylene is a traveling independent fisher, who makes small coin from selling her catches to merchants across the three city-states. She is new to the trade itself, but has been fishing all her life during her past travels with her father.&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;For a Hyur Midlander female, Mylene is as plain as they come. She has lightly tanned skin, olive-green eyes and somewhat unkempt brown hair that falls to her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Her body is not built for combat, but despite her frail looking build, she has developed some upper-body strength from carrying equipment on the road during her lifetime, as well as from the occasional use of her bow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;She is on the shorter side of the height spectrum; growing up on the road forced her and her father to be content with whatever food was available for them on that day, even if it wasn't very nutritious. If a little more coin were available on their hands after a job, they'd buy some food from the market at whatever city-state they were near. Her father never took her to eat in a tavern, he always said that they were no place for a child to sit at.&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. Past===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mylene grew up as a porter, and for lack of a better word, a ‘lackey’, for her traveling adventurer father; August Wharf (also known as “That Nutter” to a couple of Gridania’s merchants). She often recalls memories of chasing after him as he left her behind, laughing at how slow she was, while he excitedly embarked on a new quest to obtain stolen goods or save a lost child. She carried their goods and equipment, took care of all the errands and despite her reluctance towards violence, she fought with her bow alongside her only friend whom she called ‘Father’.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Even with his appearance as a naive, goofy and irresponsible man, August was a very clever adventurer. His wit, combined with his skill with arms, made no quest impossible to him. Yet now that she’s older, Mylene has come to realize that it was probably because she was traveling with him, that he never took on a job that would put the both of them in too much danger, and that it was probably one of the reasons his reputation was kept under the radar.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;They were never able to stay at one location for a long enough time to make any acquaintances other than their temporary ‘Yorzeans in Distress!’, as August called them. The only familiar faces were the merchants whom they stocked their equipment from. It was running for job after job, traveling between Gridania, Ul'dah, Limsa Lominsa, and resting anywhere in between when need be. They were a family who were always alone, together. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;It wasn't perfect, but Mylene’s simple life on the road with her father taught her valuable life lessons of  patience, kindness and honesty.&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. August Wharf: Life===&lt;br /&gt;
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[RPer's Note: Mylene does not know any of the following. Despite her nagging, her father always kept his stories of the past, and her origin, vague.]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;August Wharf, like many young boys his age, dreamed of nothing more than earning the right to the title of Dragoon. Someday he would join epic battles, fighting the dragons under the blessings of the Holy See's Knighthood. He was but a simple Hyur, his father was an errand boy for one of the Hyurian officers at Dragonhead. He was a nobody, in the eyes of the Elezen noble houses, but by Halone, he will one day be celebrated, as one of Ishgard's heroes.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Yet the dream never came. He wrote, visited, begged every messenger and watchman he could find, for a name-drop, an opportunity, anything that could help him apply to the ranks, only to be ignored or rejected. He felt deserted, forsaken by Halone. The anger was driving him insane. He saw others, less capable, less worthy, join the knighthood. Yet he was not about to forsake Ishgard. He was not like the others; he was no traitor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;On a dreadful, snowy night, a man came to him, commending him for his passion and loyalty. He said that he knew of the young boy's situation. &amp;quot;Fear not,&amp;quot; he told him. &amp;quot;There is still a way for you, to become a hero for Ishgard&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Seven years had passed since that night. He was surprised he had lasted this long. His recruiter came to congratulate him, another successful job. The Faces of Mercy were pleased. He had acquired a taste for blood since he joined, and had lost count of the lives he took. August was celebrated alright, though not in the way he expected to be, growing up.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I hope that the Gridanian woman was to your liking? A fine reward, I must say.&amp;quot; The older man snorted, as he tossed a bag of coin at August's feet. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Keep it up.&amp;quot; He said as he turned away to leave. August looked down at the bag. He kicked it angrily and it hit the leg of one of the chairs, slightly moving it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A couple of more years had passed, he was fed up. He was going to leave the Faces of Mercy, and he wasn't going to get killed. His second 'Faces' contact now owed August his life, and was going to help him escape. August is to be reported dead, and then it would all be over.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;He went looking for her, the Gridanian woman.. What was he going to do? Beg for her forgiveness? He didn't know, but all he wanted to feel was atonement for what he did to her. As if atoning for that single act could erase all that he'd done.. He knew he sure didn't deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Perhaps Halone enjoyed mocking him. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;The conjurer stared at the distressed man, vacantly. &amp;quot;Was she family? You are quite late..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;He had halfway bought his hand up to his eyes when he saw the small child. The resemblance struck him. His eyes widened, looking back at the conjurer.. &amp;quot;What is her name..?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Mylene. Like her mother's.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. August Wharf: Death===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;It was nearing Mylene's 18th when it happened. Her father had sent her off to nearby Gridania to run errands and restock on supplies. This life took its toll on the girl, he knew, and it wasn't because of all of his practical jokes. She was naive and gentle and she wouldn't have known how to protect herself if he hadn't pushed her to learn how to use his bow. Nonetheless, they were both content, considering the circumstances. After all, they managed to survive the Calamity, together. Every day was a new adventure, and slowly she was coming into her own.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;It was later that day when he felt a familiar, uneasy feeling.. He realized that he was being watched. Calling out, his eyes widened as his former recruiter stepped out from behind the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;In a hurry, Mylene bid farewell to the Elezen man and ran through the Blue Badger Gate as she carried the bag of newly mended armor on her back. Reaching their camp only to find her father lying down, a single dagger pierced deeply into his chest.&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. Present===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;For the first time in her life, Mylene is now all alone. She was used to being accompanied and protected by her father and therefore she now feels pressure to live up to him and survive on her own. Yet, she is no heroine by any stretch of the imagination; she is nervous about dealing with conflict and will only reach for her bow under extreme circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;She has recently come across a company named The Tomial Order. Inspired by its members' passion, she decides to join them despite her reclusive nature. She has a strong desire to see new places in Eorzea that she never got to see with her father. &lt;br /&gt;
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===x. Behavior/Personality=== &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Highly sensitive and quiet, Mylene shows some social anxiety traits when she meets someone new due to the fact that her father was always the ice-breaker (in an often embarrassing way) when they ran into people. Once she has had a heart-to-heart, or gotten close enough to a person, she starts to become attached and puts it upon herself to do anything for them. She generally enjoys a more relaxed one-on-one conversation with those who will listen to her soft-spoken thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;She hates the feeling of being labeled as useless. This stems from the judgement she receives when expressing her distaste for combat and fighting. She gets a lot of drive from the feeling of being trusted and the feeling of taking care of someone else whom she is close to. Companionship and loyalty are very important to her. She secretly hopes that in the future she’ll be able to accompany a traveling Eorzean whom she will share a bond of trust with, as she did growing up. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mylene can be passive at times. Her anxious nature often makes her turn away from pursuing the things she wants, if she feels that pursuing them will create some sort of conflict of interest with those around her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;After her father's death, Mylene thought that she would be able to completely abandon the bow for good. Though day after day, this proves to be more difficult; she feels conflicted between the necessity of survival skills and her pacifist morals. In some way, Mylene's refusal to fight was her own, weak way of rebelling, embodying her condescension towards the lifestyle her father chose for them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sometimes, without realizing, she will rub her left wrist when she is nervous. &lt;br /&gt;
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===x. Tidbits and Facts=== &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- Fishing is something that finds extremely soothing. The movement and sounds of water landscapes always send her daydreaming. It was one of the few things she could do for fun as a child. She did not have any toys, as there is no room for anything that is not absolutely necessary when you are on the road.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- She would always look forward to any visit to Limsa Lominsa or its surrounding areas. In contrast, she feels weary when she’s on her way to, or inside Ul'dah. She often feels that its people are cold and intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- Due to her previous lifestyle, Mylene doesn't have much experience with love. She is neither flirtatious, witty, nor striking; traits that many Eorzean males would find attractive in women. Because of her shyness, she will never attempt to pursue someone she finds attractive, and will probably go to her grave with her feelings without anyone ever realizing that she ever had them. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- After her father's death, Mylene spent some time living near Moraby Bay, trying to figure out a plan for herself and how she'll support herself for the rest of her life. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- Mylene describing her first day of being a solo traveler: &amp;quot;I had just begun traveling by myself. I was staying somewhere near Moraby Bay for a while, but I had to.. return, to Gridania, to pay off some dept to a merchant, before I began my journey. So, that was my first stop.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn't have many things with me then.. Not even my fishing rod.. I was simply going there to pay the debt and stock up.. As I was nearing the Blue Badger Gate, I stepped into some mud, and in the attempt of wiping it off my boots, I got both my boots and gloves dirty!&lt;br /&gt;
So, I removed them, and I sat them aside me for a split moment, then a thief came out of nowhere and simply snatched them! I had to run through the gate, barefoot! I'd made my way to the inn, and stood there barefoot as I waited for a room.. A female noticed me, and asked me what the matter was.. I was so embarrassed that I lied and told her I was waiting for someone! But, as she pressed me with more questions, I told her the truth. She was agitated.. She said that she had been a marauder assigned to guard the gate at the time of my arrival... She kept apologizing, then ran off to report it.. and that was the last I saw of her, until she contacted me moons later, requesting to present my statement about this case, to the Marauders' Guild.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- Favorite Color(s): Shades of the Ocean&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- Favorite Drink: Chamomile Tea&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- Favorite Food: Braised Pipira&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- Skills: Basic use of the bow, fishing, cooking, camp set-up, cleaning some weaponry, as well as reading and writing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- Voice: Kayano Ai (at 0:40)  http://youtu.be/MosHQKa37ps?t=40s&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. Table of Traits===&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Mylene Traits.JPG]]&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. Relationships===&lt;br /&gt;
[Constantly Updated.]&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]] - Kahn'a was the first person Mylene had gained a friendship with since she'd started traveling by herself. He's the one who'd introduced Mylene to tea-drinking on their first meeting, when he introduced himself as a leather-worker. He later revealed to her that he is a member of the Immortal Flames ranks. He likes to toy with Mylene's head from time to time. She used to feel that he looks at her with a bit too much pity. A kind friend, he has become someone she trusts, although she sometimes finds it difficult to tell him everything, fearing his disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Shido Itsuka]] - Shido is the leader of The Tomial Order, the company which Mylene is a newly recruited member of. He is gentle with Mylene and respects her lifestyle choices. She sees his genuineness and believes him when he says that he considers her family. She looks at him as a very dear older brother and would do anything to be his support and help him search for the person from his past that he's looking for.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Hitari Senjougahara]] and [[Yonene Yone]] - A charismatic Hyur and a friendly Lalafell. Two of the female members of The Tomial Order. They have both made Mylene feel comfortable and welcome upon her joining the company. Mylene feels safe around them and is at her most talkative when the three of them are spending time together. She hopes that she'll be able to go fishing with them frequently.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[A'rytiss Edar]] - Mylene wishes she could see more of him. He is extremely polite and kind to her, they both have a lot in common and they're both Tea nerds!&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Mykaul Valeroyant]] - After their first meeting, Mylene could feel nothing but guilt. It was because of how he stood up for her when [[Gus Pumpkinweed]] made her nervous that Mykaul got into trouble with his employer, and with Kahn'a. Since then, every time she ran into him, he had helped her in some way. She feels a lot of gratitude towards him and wishes she could return his favors one day. She is anxious about his relationship with Kahn'a; they have both become dear to her and seeing them conflicted makes her heart feel heavy. &lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Gus Pumpkinweed]] - Mylene doesn't know what to think of Gus. She looks at his bluntness with a mixture of distress, irritation and admiration. Despite his picking on her, he has begun to grow on her, and is actually looking forward to trying more his pumpkin goods after having a few samples!&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Tirisse Sunsinger]] - A strong and honorable female Duskwight Elezen. She came up to Mylene while she was bickering with [[Zaiaku Kurai]], and helped her stand up for herself. Mylene didn't have any females to look up to while she was growing up, but she likes to think that the admiration she feels towards Tirisse is the closest thing to that.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Zaiaku Kurai]] - Mylene is constantly offended by the way this fellow Hyurian seems to be chasing females, especially her closest friend, [[Charlotte Tiln]]. She is constantly bickering with him about it. Though she feels bad for him as she sees him being constantly attacked by others, and deep down hopes that he's a good person whom she can be friends with. She eventually decides to cut him some slack and having him around Charlotte doesn't bother her as much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Charlotte Tiln]] - Mylene shares a special bond with Charlotte, a Keeper of the Moon from Ishgard. She would not have met her had Kahn'a (being a Flames officer) not noticed Charlotte looking lost on the streets of Ul'dah. In order to aid her and her brother on their quest of searching for the Elezen, nicknamed &amp;quot;Rattlesnake&amp;quot;, whom has killed their parents, Mylene recruits Charlotte to join The Tomial Order. They have since become inseparable, and are the closest things to sisters they have both ever had. However, the aftermath of the failed mission to find the elezen has put some tension on their friendship.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[Siegfried Tiln]] - Charlotte's older brother. Psychotic, violent and unpredictable, Siegfried had been a source of fear for Mylene ever since she first came into contact with him through his sister. His obsession with her has forcibly advanced their relationship into a complicated one. After the failed mission of finding the elezen whom has killed his parents, Siegfried took off and vanished, without any words of farewell, and has yet to return. Mylene spent several suns, searching and waiting for him by the Ul'dah Aetheryte, before giving up on his return. Her emotional state towards him fluctuates between confusion, longing, and resentment, as she feels abandoned after investing so much in trying to help him.&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. Rumors=== &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[Feel free to add rumors. ^^]&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;A sweet little bird, this one. Mylene goes all out for friends, to the point where she would disregard her own comfort if it meant she could provide help. Don't you dare lay your dirty mitts on her, because I'll be coming for you.&amp;quot; - [[Kahn'a Od'hilkas]]&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;quot;Small girl vith brown hair? Da, have met. Seemed likely to jump at own shadow. Did show backbone vhen frightened. Not sure vhy frightened.&amp;quot; - [[Alexei Volkov]]&lt;br /&gt;
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===x. Page Updates===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;25 May 14: Updated Relationships: Charlotte Tiln + Siegfried Tiln.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#566D7E&amp;quot;&amp;gt;5 May 14: Tidbits and Facts + New Relationships + Added Rumors section.&lt;br /&gt;
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