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Adriel Marchand

2013-08-01T14:23:14Z

Runa Dawning:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Adriel Marchand
| image =
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| caption =
| title =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridania
| race = Elezen
| clan = Wildwood
| house = Marchand
| stat_1 = Place of birth
| stat_1_value = Gridania
| stat_2 = Deity
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Nameday
| stat_3_value = 12th Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon (25 years), 1552
| stat_4 = Occupation
| stat_4_value = Merchant & Trader
| stat_5 = Pronunciation
| stat_5_value = AH-dree-ehl Mar-SHAND
}}

=<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 25px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(25, 25, 112); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Adriel Marchand (Arcenciel)'''</span></div>=

==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 20px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(000, 000, 238); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''The Basics'''</span></div>==

===<div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205);"><span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,sans-serif;">'''Biographical'''</span></div><center>===
Nicknames: Adri, Addy
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=== <div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205);"><span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,sans-serif;">'''Family'''</span></div> ===
*'''Father:''' Isaac Marchand, ''missing but presumed alive''
*'''Mother:''' Whitney (LeClair) Marchand, ''deceased''
*'''Brother, older:''' Emile Marchand, ''missing & presumed deceased''
*'''Sister, older:''' [[Erisande Marchand]], ''alive''
*'''Brother, younger:''' Aulairet Marchand, ''alive''
*'''Husband:''' Jacyn Arcenciel, ''missing & presumed deceased''

=== <div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205);"><span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,sans-serif;">'''Friends & Enemies'''</span></div> ===

*'''[[Rhu'to Brom]]''': Current sexual interest. Miqo'te investigator settled in Limsa Lominsa.

=== <div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205);"><span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,sans-serif;">'''Appearance'''</span></div> ===
*'''Height: '''6fulms 4ilms

*'''Weight: '''190pz

*'''Body: '''

*'''Hair: '''Silver hair, short-cropped and easy to handle

*'''Eyes: '''Ice blue eyes, usually cool and calculating

*'''Skin: '''Fair skin, hands strangely calloused

*'''Clothing: '''

===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''The Rumor Mill'''</span></div>===

* Common Rumors (Easily overheard)
** "The Marchand family's had a rough time lately. First the oldest son dies at Carteneau, then the father starts disappearing on long sea voyages, then the mother dies. The surviving kids sure are working hard to keep the family business going."
** "I heard the Marchands are hiring all sorts of craftsmen and gatherers and inviting them to Gridania to work for the family business. They're especially looking for any refugees that need a place to start over."
** "Adriel's husband was her brother's best friend. Both boys went off to join the fight against the Garleans and never came home. Poor thing. To be a widow at 20 years of age..."

* Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)
** "Rumor has it that Matron Marchand's death wasn't an accident - some people think she was murdered!"
** "Adriel used to be such a sweet girl! I guess she got in with the wrong crowd after her husband disappeared. Poor thing needs a man to settle her down before she shames her entire family with one of her rediculous stunts!"
** "I heard there was a fight in the Soliloquy the other day. Adriel came marching out absolutely covered in wine! What a waste of good quality clothing!"
** "I've seen her in Limsa Lominsa, shacking up with that idiot, Brom! Can you believe it? What will her sister think?"

*Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)
** "I've heard she's been doing some investigating. Apparently it got hairy because the next thing anyone knew, there was a fire and that Brom fellow was seen pulling her from the building before it collapsed. Talk about juicy!"

*PC Rumors (From Other Characters)
** "She's *really* good in bed." - [[Rhu'to Brom]]
** "She'll jump into bed with just about anyone for a few gil, it seems. Not exactly the discerning type." - [[Tyriont Gaidal]]

*Things You Can't Possibly Know (But I want you to know OOCly)
** Anything listed in the history section that is not told via rumors or given out ICly.

*Wanted for Interesting Roleplay
** Anyone interested in playing Adriel's father, brother or (ex)husband
** Anyone interested in smuggling supplies and information to Garlemald

===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''You May Know Adriel From'''</span></div>===

*Wandering the market streets of Gridania in quality crafted clothing and talking business with all of the merchants.
*Staying in Limsa Lominsa with Brom, of all people

===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Personality'''</span></div>===

:'''Alignment:''' Adriel is around the NG (neutral good) alignment. She's never had to really make hard moral decisions, but she's working hard to uncover the people who murdered her mother and uncover a plot to sell goods and information to the Garleans.

:'''Morals:''' Adriel is a merchant at heart. She's ruthless when it comes to business transactions, but she's also fair. When it comes to anything else, she's a bit more sentimental. She's lighthearted and has a dry and sarcastic sense of humor, but would never play a true prank on someone.

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:'''Likes:'''
:* 1 Haggling
:* 2 Good wine
:* 3 Puzzles
:* 4 Adventures
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:'''Dislikes:'''
:* 1 Beer, ale and mead
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:'''Fears:'''
:* 1 Burning Buildings
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===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''By The Numbers'''</span></div>===

(This is taken and modified from a post on [http://www.teso-rp.com/mobile/forum/viewthread/m/9324623/id/6396952 teso-rp.com])

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1. Muscular structure: (3) Among your own race, you would be fairly average in strength

2. Health: (5) Quite resilient to alcohol and poisons, you don't bother to look at minor bruises or cuts either

3. Eye-hand coordination: (4) You generally hit what you're aiming at and would make a good archer

4. Movement: (5) There is grace in your movement: you can manage cartwheels and backflips with ease

5. Age (physical perspective: (5) You're in your physical prime (humans: 25-30)

6. Race: (4) You are a Wildwood Elezen

7. Weaponry: (4) You have a weapon designed for serious battle, such as a broadsword or bow

8. Armor: (3) You have a good studded leather armor that protects most of your body

9. Talent, imagination, abstract thinking: (4) A fond friend of stories, songs, books, and a good memory to go with that

10. Willpower: (4) You like to stick with your stances, but not so far you could said to be stubborn

11. Schooling: (3) Had a good upbringing with a private teacher, but haven't pursued academic life since

12. Age (mental perspective): (3) You're in your physical prime or little beyond

13. Mental Stability: (4) Having some sceptic tendency, you often oppose others and strive for critical thinking

14. Spirituality: (3) Emphasis on your own well-being, you sometimes consider the feelings of others too

15. Appearance: (4) Noticable due to your good looks, first impressions are generally good

16. Influence: (5) Natural born leader: you likely run an organization or lead a group

17. Magnetism: (4) Your glare makes people shut up; your smile beckons

18. Alertness: (4) You usually notice when something’s amiss; it is difficult to surprise you

19. Intuition: (3) You have good days and bad when it comes to sensing things.

20. Sensory perception: (4) At least one of your senses is extraordinarily keen, others average or above

21. Trade, profession or position: (4) Master of some trade, profession or position or hold an equal status

22. Upbringing: (4) Middle class: you likely received boons like advice, schooling, coin and contacts

23. Fortunes: (5) Your projects have taken off very well and you're a successful practicioner of your trade

24. Combat training: (4) You had private lessons with a fencing master or squired a knight when you grew up

25. Field experience: (2) Streets: you've brawled, but nobody has died - at least on purpose

26. Scarring and traumatic experiences: (2) Lingering memories of troubling things that don't bother you too often

STR: 12 DEX: 14 CON: 14 INT: 11 WIS: 10 CHA: 13 AWA: 11

CR (Combat Rating): 22 (Journeyman); Health Points(HP): 18 (three health points); Magical Potential (MP): 14 (Minor potential – 1 spell); Sanity (Sa): 8 (Steady and operational); Wealth (We): 13 (Mansions and guilds: the character is likely an established inhabitant).
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===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Abilities'''</span></div>===
<div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 25px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(000, 000, 000); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Adventurer:'''</span></div>
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:'''Strengths:'''
:: There is a dark ranger who has begun to make appearances around the forests of Gridania. The ranger hunts down monsters and other dangers, but since the figure works outside of the law, it is considered a vigilante and dangerous. No one knows the true identity of the cloaked figure, and only a few people know that Adriel always excelled at archery in her private lessons.
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:'''Weaknesses:'''
:: What's an archer without her weapon? During the day, Adriel leaves the bow behind, making it hard for her to defend herself if she gets into trouble. But she's a merchant mogul, so she can afford body guards, right?
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<div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 25px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(000, 000, 000); line-height: 1em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Crafter:'''</span></div>
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:* Merchant
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:'''Strengths:'''
:: Adriel is, first and foremost, a merchant. She travels around Eorzea, making deals, delivering goods and recruiting skilled crafters to join the Marchand buisness. She's a ruthless business woman, and charismatic to make it work well for her.
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:'''Weaknesses:'''
::
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<div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 25px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(000, 000, 000); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Other Skills:'''</span></div>
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::
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::
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==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 20px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 000, 238); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''History'''</span></div>==

===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Before The Calamity'''</span></div>===

As the third of four children of Isaac and Whitney Marchand, Adriel was raised in comfort and surroudned by family. The Marchands had been a wealthy merchant family of Elezen for generations and Master and Mistress Marchand worked hard to forward their reputation (and their wealth). Isaac did most of the traveling - delivering goods and setting up new deals, even recruiting skilled crafters to join the company. Whitney spent most of her time in Gridania, running the local side of the business and raising the children - Emile, Erisande, Adriel and Aurlairet.

When Adriel was 18, she was married to a family friend, Jacyn Arcenciel. Jacyn had been Emile's best friend while growing up, and the wedding was considered a mutually beneficial arrangement for both the Marchands and the Arcenciels. Adriel had always thought the older boy was cute, so she didn't protest the arranged union. After the wedding, however, Jacyn disappeared on a trade venture with Emile. He didn't return for a month and when he did, he practically ignored her. It wasn't until three months into her marriage that the still-virgin Adriel went to confront her husband about his disregard of her. What she found was Jacyn enjoying a very sexual relationship - with her brother.

Adriel was shocked, but she never told anyone about what she had seen, or even that the marriage had never been consumated. Shortly after her discovery, Jacyn and Emile left to seek out adventure and defend Eorzea from the incursion of the Garlean Empire. Emile wrote back to the family regularly, regailing everyone with tails of their adventures, but Adriel never again saw her husband. The last time Adriel heard from Emile was shortly before the Battle of Carteneau. It is believed that both Jacyn and Emile were present at the battle but their bodies were never found. Whether their bodies were lost or they became two of the disappearances of the calamity, no one knows.

===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Post Calamity'''</span></div>===

For 5 years after the disappearance of Emile, the Marchand family drifted with their grief. They threw themselves into their work, taking in swarms of refugees during the calamity and giving them supplies and materials to learn the crafting trades. It was during this time that Isaac Marchand began to travel farther and farther away from home, often taking long voyages over seas. The last time he returned home was 3 years after Carteneau, but the Marchands still receive gil deliveries from him, so they assume him to still be alive. At roughly the same time, the now-called "warriors of light" began to reappear around Eorzea. Hope rose among the Marchands that Emile and Jacyn might be two of those returning heroes.

Hope rose for all except for Adriel, that is. As the young merchant had thrown herself into filling her father's shoes in Eorzea, she waited in anticipation for the 5 year mark after the disappearance of her husband - when she would be able to officially file for widowhood. With the reappearances of the warriors of light, she lived in constant worry that her husband would also return to her. That feeling was joined by a feeling of guilt because it meant she was also hoping her brother would not return. As those feelings of guilt and dread grew, Adriel's personality changed. She became reckless and rowdy, always living on the edge. She became crass and sharp tongued, giving her the reputation of both a ruthless business woman and a loose young lady. Ironically, Adriel was still a virgin, but she took pleasure in the reputation she had gained and she reveled in it. Deep down, she was hoping that if her husband did dare to return, he'd wish he hadn't when he realized the shame she'd brought upon him. Spiteful, it may have been, but it was her way of coping with the stress of not knowing - was she Ms. Marchand or Mrs. Arcenciel?

It was only a year and a half later that the Marchand family got their next blow. Whitney Marchand died while traveling the forests around Gridania. Though there was no concrete proof, evidence suggested that there might have been foul play involved. Adriel drew away from her family even more, seeming to throw herself even further into her travels, her trades and her racous misadventures. What her surviving siblings didn't know was that most of Adriel's time was spent as the mysterious 'dark ranger' that had begun to appear aroudn Gridania. She spent the next several months searching for clues to her mother's death, and protecting the merchants of Gridania at the same time.

==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 20px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(000, 000, 238); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Additional Info'''</span></div>==

===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Theme Songs'''</span></div> ===

[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0QfCIQgD94 Tango: Maureen] - "So you think, might as well dance a tango to hell - at least I'll have tango'd at all." Kinda like Garth Brooks' "The Dance" only with more kick.

===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Poetry and other IC Writings'''</span></div>===

=== <div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Inspiration Images'''</span></div> ===

[[category:Player Character]]

Runa Dawning

2013-08-01T14:19:48Z

Runa Dawning: /* The Rumor Mill */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Runa Dawning
| image = RunaDawning.jpg
| imagewidth = 250px
| caption = Every stone has a story to tell.
| title = Ex-Imperial Magitek Mechanic
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Garlean
| race = Hyur Midlander
| house = deh Laevinus
| stat_1 = Place of birth
| stat_1_value = Northern reaches of the Garlean Empire
| stat_2 = Deity
| stat_2_value = TBD
| stat_3 = Nameday
| stat_3_value = 12th Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon (20 years), 1552
| stat_4 = Occupation
| stat_4_value = Miner and goldsmith
| stat_5 = Pronunciation
| stat_5_value = ROO-nah DAW-ning
}}

=<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 25px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(25, 25, 112); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Runa Dawning'''</span></div>=

==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 20px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(000, 000, 238); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''The Basics'''</span></div>==

===<div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205);"><span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,sans-serif;">'''Biographical'''</span></div><center>===
Nicknames: "Roo", "Imperial scum"
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Runa Dawning's real name is Calypso dae Laevinus, but at the moment, not even she knows this. Her current life began when she woke up in Ul'dah following the Calamity. She remembers nothing about who she is or where she came from. The only clues are her accent, which sounds strongly of the Garlean Empire, and her strong affinity for stone, ore and gemstones.

Since waking up after the Calamity, Runa has been taken in by the pugilist's guild and learned to defend herself against anyone who would accuse her of being an imperial traitor. Most of her time is spent out in the wilderness, mining ore and gems to craft into jewelry or trinkets. She has a strong gift for working with the materials of the earth and some even say that she has the ability to listen to the ore when she's working with it, to draw out the most quality from the ore's potential. Others suggest that the 'listening' is more akin to the echo ability that other heroes of Eorzea have. There are stories of times when the young goldsmith has been able to tell things and see memories simply by holding an important piece of jewelry.

Physically, Runa is small in stature and looks younger than her 20 years. Despite her childlike characteristics, she has a fiery temper and can be easily provoked. Her words often have no filter and she'll say whatever she wants, when she wants. She has no concept of understanding and respecting the feelings of others. On the other hand, she's not especially mean spirited and doesn't see the point in attacking those who can't defend themselves. She's not a bully. Usually.

Runa's clothes are best described as work clothes. She wears loosefitting trousers and tunic, with a work belt slung over one hip and a weathered cap pulled down over her mop of auburn hair. Her boots are made of tough leather and are scuffed and dusty from her travels, but still in good condition. She usually travels with a pack slung over one shoulder and a mining pick in her free hand.

=== <div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205);"><span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,sans-serif;">'''Family'''</span></div> ===
*'''Father:''' Henri deh Laevinus - presumed alive
*'''Mother:''' Eleanor deh Laevinus - presumed alive
*'''Sister:''' Josette deh Laevinus - presumed dead

=== <div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205);"><span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,sans-serif;">'''Friends & Enemies'''</span></div> ===

*'''Zarek:''' Fellow pugilist and common sparring partner

=== <div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205);"><span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,sans-serif;">'''Appearance'''</span></div> ===
*'''Height: '''4 Fm, 8 Im

*'''Weight: '''95 Pz

*'''Body: '''Small figure, likely built for crawling into small spaces when working on machines

*'''Hair: '''Dark auburn, medium length and pulled back in a messy tie to keep it out of her face

*'''Eyes: '''Hazel to green, depending on the light

*'''Skin: '''Tanned with freckles

*'''Clothing: '''Khaki trousers of a thick canvas-like working material. Light weight tunic under a vest of midnight blue. Brown leather jacket and a leather tool belt that hangs off her hip. A weathered brown cap shoved down over her hair in a messy but endearing fashion. Thick leather work boots and a leather pack slung over her shoulder.

===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''The Rumor Mill'''</span></div>===

* Common Rumors (Easily overheard)
** "Did you know that she's from the Garlean Empire? You can still hear her accent when she's drunk or angry."
** "Supposedly, she doesn't remember the Battle of Cartenaeu or anything that came before it. Runa Dawning probably isn't even her real name!"

* Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)
** "She's really good with gems and metals, and she's a natural goldsmith, but she knows very little about the craft. I wonder what she used to do if she wasn't a craftsman?"

*Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)
** "My cousin's girlfriend's sister's best friend said that Runa was able to tell her about her mother just from holding their old family ring!"
** "Runa can actually listen to metals! No wonder she's such a good goldsmith. The metals talk to her as she works them!"

*PC Rumors (From Other Characters)
**

*Things You Can't Possibly Know (But I want you to know OOCly)
** Runa was one of the Garlean Empire's magitek technicians at the Battle of Carteneau. Her partner was her twin sister, who is presumed to have died during the battle. Runa doesn't remember anything, but sometimes she dreams of her sister.

*Wanted for Interesting Roleplay
** Imperials
** Anyone hostile to ex-imperials
** Interesting characters
** Anyone with a plot idea!

===<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(58, 95, 205); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''You May Know Runa From'''</span></div>===

* (5 years ago) Hovering around the refugee infirmary in Ul'dah after the Battle of Carteneau
* Training with the pugilists in Ul'Dah, always looking for a good duel
* (Up until a year ago) Wandering the alleys and streets of Ul'dah, picking fights with the gangs and bullies found there.
* (Starting a year ago) In Limsa Lominsa, in a corner of the Goldsmith's guild, working hard on quality trinkets that she then sells or discards.

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:'''Alignment:''' True Neutral

:'''Morals:''' Runa's not really sure what she believes, but she's a decent person when she's not thinking about it. She has a soft spot for children and doesn't see the point in hurting people who can't defend themselves. She's usually honest simply because she doesn't know why she shouldn't be, but she doesn't really understand the concept of 'fair', either.

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:'''Likes:'''
:* 1 Comfortable clothes
:* 2 Working with stone, ore and gems
:* 3 Crafting things with her hands
:* 4 Being alone
:* 5 Being self-reliant
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:'''Dislikes:'''
:* 1 Being bullied for being an imperial
:* 2 Not being able to remember who she is
:* 3 Politics
:* 4 Loud noise
:* 5 Large crowds
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:'''Fears:'''
:* 1 Being punished for something she doesn't remember doing
:* 2 Remembering what she did
:* 3 Running into someone who knew her
:* 4
:* 5
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:'''Strengths:'''
:* 1 Mining precious ore and gems
:* 2 Working with her hands
:* 3 Hearing the "echos" in ore and gems
:* 4 Tough - physically and emotionally
:* 5 Working with machines and magitek (like airships)

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:'''Weaknessses:'''
:* 1 Reading people
:* 2 History
:* 3 Communication
:* 4 Losing her temper
:* 5 Being empathic to others
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:'''Favorite Places:'''
:* 1 Ul'dah
:* 2 The wilderness
:* 3 Any place with a lot of stone or metal
:* 4 Any place quiet
:* 5 Soliloquy Tavern
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(This is taken and modified from a post on [http://www.teso-rp.com/mobile/forum/viewthread/m/9324623/id/6396952 teso-rp.com])

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1. Muscular Structure: (5) Like blacksmith or warrior, you exercise your muscles a lot every day

2. Health: (4) Fairly robust and strong, you enjoy outdoors life and challenges

3. Eye-hand coordination: (3) Throwing items or archery are not too demanding to you

4. Movement: (3) You stumble on occasion, but not too often, quickly getting back to your feet

5. Age (physical perspective): (6) You're a shining exemplar of a young hero of your race

6. Race: (4) You are a small Hyur midlander

7. Weaponry: (2) You're equipped with hand-held tools or improvised weapons

8. Armor: (1) You're not armored - why bother

9. Talent, imagination, abstract thinking: (6) Abstract, geometrical and even insanity-bordering concepts are just your cup of tea

10. Willpower: (4) You like to stick with your stances, but not so far you could said to be stubborn

11. Schooling: (5) Held a position in such facility - you taught an art or were part of some project or experiment

12. Age (mental perspective): (3) You're in your physical prime or little beyond

13. Mental stability: (2) You're fairly gullible and tend to get angry often

14. Spirituality: (3) Emphasis on your own well-being, you sometimes consider the feelings of others too

15. Appearance: (3) You blend well into the crowd with your fairly plain features

16. Influence: (1) You find it difficult to work with other people

17. Magnetism: (2) Carefree: you're often dismissed by others and don't have much authority

18. Alertness: (3) Average person; not overly concerned, but notice when obvious danger is present

19. Intuition: (5) You possess a true sixth sense and perceive things others do not

20. Sensory perception: (3) Your senses are pretty much normal and unhindered

21. Trade, professions or position: (4) Master of some trade, profession or position or hold an equal status

22. Upbringing: (4) Middle class: you likely received boons like advice, schooling, coin and contacts

23. Fortunes: (5) Your projects have taken off very well and you're a successful practicioner of your trade

24. Combat training: (3) Militia training: you've received rudimentary training and can use blades and guns

25. Field experience: (2) Streets: you've brawled, but nobody has died - at least on purpose

26. Scarring and traumatic experiences: (6) Personality-defining trauma: "You killed my father - prepare to die!"

STR: 15 DEX: 12 CON: 14 INT: 15 WIS: 8 CHA: 6 AWA: 11

CR (Combat Rating): 18 (Journeyman); HP (Health Points): 18 (Three health points); MP (Magical Potential): 18 (Moderate potential – 2 spells); Sanity (Sa): 2 (Disturbed, quirky or neurotic); Wealth (We): 13 (Mansions and guilds: The character is likely an established inhabitant.)
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<div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 25px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(000, 000, 000); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Adventurer:'''</span></div>
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:* Pugalist
:* Arcanist
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:'''Strengths:'''
:: Runa may be small in stature, but she's fierce as a tomcat when someone picks a fight with her. She is fast and her fists can hit hard. She also isn't known to wear dresses or other 'inconvenient' clothes, so she's always ready for a fight if someone wants one. She also has an uncanny nack for arcane theories, which might be connected to her previous work with magitek.
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:'''Weaknesses:'''
:: Though a tough fighter when it comes to street brawls, Runa has little experience with magics beyond the theoretical. She has little ability to defend herself if an enemy were to attack from far away.
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<div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 25px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(000, 000, 000); line-height: 1em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Crafter:'''</span></div>
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:* Mining
:* Goldsmithing
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:'''Strengths:'''
:: Runa's echo ability is evident in the ability to hear and read the ore and gems that she comes across. It makes her able to find the large deposits of rare ore in the ground, and to work the metal in such a way as to bring out the best of the material.
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:'''Weaknesses:'''
:: Though Runa has a strong connection to ores and metals, her true skills lie in the working of magitek. Unfortunately, that is not something available in most of Eorzea, so unless she were to return to the Empire, she has to settle for mining ore and crafting trinkets.
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<div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 25px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(000, 000, 000); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''Other Skills:'''</span></div>
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:* Technical calculations
:* Designs & mechanical drawings
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:'''Strengths:'''
:: No doubt taken from her previous life as a magitek mechanic, Runa is good at drawing out schematics and plans and making the calculations needed for any project to be successful.
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:'''Weaknesses:'''
:: In addition to having talents that are all but useless in Eorzea right nor, Runa's affinity for calculations and mechanical drawings often make her seem strange or eclectic among her fellow smiths and arcanists.
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==<div style="padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-top: 3px; font-size: 20px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 000, 238); line-height: 1.3em"><span style="font-family:verdana,geneva,sans-serif">'''History'''</span></div>==

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Runa is one of two daughters of Henri dae Laevinus, a middle class arcane scholar in the Garlean empire. Runa and her twin sister Josette joined the Garlean technical academy at a young age, at the insistence of their father, who wished them to improve the family's status by becoming talented magitek mechanics. Runa and Josette were both skilled at their craft and became talented partners in creating some of the more advanced magitek machines that the empire uses. The title 'mechanic' is a misnomer, really, as Runa and Josette designed and created more often than they repaired or fixed the machines. This led them to be the youngest mechanics on the field when the empire faced off against the Eorzean Alliance at the Battle of Carteneau.

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==== Awake in Ul'Dah ====

I woke to find myself lying in a cot in a grand hall made of stone. All around me were more cots and piles of blankets, impromptu beds numbering in the hundreds. Most of those cots were occupied with men and women of every race. Around the beds, more men and women wandered, checking on the occupants, murmuring soothing words in comforting tones or checking on bandages or testing for fevers. It was easily the largest infirmary I had ever seen, but it was clear that this room was not built to treat the sick and injured - it was a makeshift setup necessitated by... what?

<spoiler>Slowly, I sat up and found my body stiff and aching. How long had I been out? What had happened? Where was I? As I stared around me in confusion, a miqo'te conjurer noticed me and began heading in my direction. Her dark fur stood out against her white robes and her eyes were ice blue, just like the Siamese cat that I'd had as a kid.

Where had that memory come from? Instantly, my head began to pound and I let out a groan, pressing the heels of my palms into my eyes as if I could push the pain out of my skull.

"Careful, now," the miqo'te murmured as she reached me. "Take it easy. You've been unconscious for over a week, ever since the battle."

"What battle?" The confusion tore through the pounding in my head and I blinked up at the miqo'te. She looked momentarily surprised, as if my words had caught her off guard. No, not my words, I realized. My accent. An instant later, she had recovered her composure with an easy smile. "The battle of Carteneau. You were one of the injured who survived. You're in Ul'dah now. You are safe."

I stared at her, my expression no doubt a reflection of the confusion I felt. I had understood maybe half of what she said. Maybe.

One of the other injured cried out several cots down and the conjurer hurried over to help them, leaving me to my thoughts. There had been a battle? I'd been injured? If so, why didn't I feel any injuries? My body felt stiff and sore, but there were no bandages nor indication that I had been wounded. So, what had left me unconscious for so long? And, more importantly, why didn't I remember this battle? For that matter, why couldn't I remember my own name?</spoiler>

==== Alley Imp ====

I stayed in the Ul'dah infirmary for another week because I had nowhere else to go. The healers didn't wish to toss out a woman with no name and no home, but in the end, they had no choice. The great beast Bahamut was still tearing up the countryside and refugees were flooding into the city every day. So, after a week of rest, I made my way out into the city proper with nothing more than the clothes on my back.

<spoiler>"Hey! Imp!" The words didn't register for me, until a rough pair of hands caught me by the shoulders and spun me around, slamming me against one of the stone walls of the city alleyway. "I'm talking to you, Imperial scum!" I stared up at a large Hyur boy and cruel eyes and lips that were bent into an eternal sneer. Behind him, a Roegadyn towered a good fuln above him, his large hands in fists. Several feet back, I could spot several other bullies gathered to watch the show. I may not have known my own name, but not hard to recognize a pack of bullies intent on making trouble. And they were staring at me.

"Well?" The Hyur leader shoved me back again. "What do you have to say for yourself! I can't believe you actually have the galls to come here. What do you say we teach this wench what we do to imperial scum?" The roegadyn grunted - or maybe he was laughing, and smashed one fist into his other palm. I glanced around at the group, then did the only thing I could do. I ran.

I got two feet before someone caught my arm. Instinctively, I whirled and my fist swung out. Apparently they weren't expecting a small female like me to fight back because I caught the leader's nose in a solid pound of my fist. There was a crack, and my fist came away red - the blood wasn't mine. For a moment, the leader looked surprised. Then, his gaze turned murderous. I barely had a chance to blink before his hands were on my shoulders and his knee came up into my gut. Instantly, I was on the ground, gasping for air. From behind me, the roegadyn jerked at my hair, yanking my head up so that the hyur could aim his knee for my nose. This time the blood was mine.</spoiler>

==== Raising my Fists ====

The blows continued for several minutes, but I think I blanked out for a good part of it. The next thing I knew, a pair of large hands slipped under my arms and lifted me to my feet. I couldn't see through the haze of pain, nor could I hear through the ringing in my ears, but I think the owner of the hands said something. I stumbled a little and the hands caught me just as I blacked out again.

<spoiler>I faded in and out as I was half-guided, half-carried down the Ul'dah streets. I expected to find myself back in the infirmary, but instead, I ended up in a small room with a small wooden table and two chairs. I leaned back, letting my head rest against the wall and focused on the only thing I could do - staying conscious and pushing aside the pain. A cloth appeared at my face, wiping away the blood, then a cup was pressed into my hands. I sipped carefully, then managed to open my eyes and peer up at my benefactor. The roegadyn man who stared down at me was certainly no healer despite the bandages he was preparing. He wore dark trousers and a lose vest, with a headband that wrapped around his forehead and bandages around his hands as if to protect them while he repeatedly punched things. He grunted when he saw me watching him, "You aren't going to throw up on me, are you?"

"I... don't think so?" I replied and was surprised at how weak my voice sounded.

If the man noticed, he didn't comment. He only grunted again. "Good. You've got spine, I'll give you that. Saw you sock 'em before they took you down. But just having the guts ain't enough. You're weak and uncoordinated." He fell silent, then as he yanked my shirt up. My eyes widened, but I was too shocked, and too hurt, to protest. The roegadyn just grunted again, then began to wrap the bandages over the bright purple bruises that were already appearing on my stomach and chest. "You broke a few ribs, but they'll heal. Your nose'll heal, too." When I didn't answer, he continued, his attention on his work and not bothering to look up at me. "Once you've healed, we'll start on your training."

Now I did speak. "Training?"

The big man looked up to pierce me with a gaze that was sharper than his huge form would suggest was possible. "Yeah. Yer training. Yer not leaving the compound until I know you'll be able to hold yer own against those bullies. Got that?"

I didn't know what to say, so I simply nodded. And on that day, I started down the path of the pugilist.</spoiler>

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[http://digital-art-gallery.com/picture/big/19785 Mechanic Portrait]

[http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&section=&global=1&q=coolsurface#/art/Mechanic-Girl-v2-0-113978880?_sid=5626de86 Mechanic Girl]

[http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=steampunk+girl#/art/Steampunk-Girl-111336250?_sid=257be884 Steampunk Girl]