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Yoyoru Yoru

2016-12-31T07:02:33Z

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Yoyoru, or Yoru, is a young adult dunesfolk lalafell with a penchant for all things alcohol and ranged combat. It rarely deviates from this said stated course.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Alcohol
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Stories
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Rainy Days

<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''DISLIKES''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Flies
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being Lectured
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Bathing
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being Patronized

<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''OTHER''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Gluttony, Sloth, Pride
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food:
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink:
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Wine Red

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage</div>====

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present</div>====

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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Template by [[Bancroft Gairn]]
: '''Theme Song''':
: '''TV Tropes''': The Lad-ette, Stoic Woobie

Yoyoru Yoru

2016-12-29T18:39:17Z

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Yoyoru Yoru

2016-12-29T11:20:11Z

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Yoyoru, or Yoru, is a young adult dunesfolk lalafell with a penchant for all things alcohol and ranged combat. It rarely deviates from this said stated course.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''LIKES''</center></div></h3>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Alcohol
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Company
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Stories
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Rainy Days

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''DISLIKES''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Flies
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being Lectured
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Bathing
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being Patronized

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''OTHER''</center></div></span></h3>

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Vice(s): Gluttony, Sloth, Pride
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Food:
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Drink:
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> Favorite Color: Wine Red

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance & Personality</div>===

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Childhood</div>====

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Teenage</div>====

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present</div>====

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''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> [[Name]] : Description

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Npah Molkot

2016-05-05T07:55:18Z

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==Basic Info==
Height: Four fulms, ten ilms.

Weight: Undisclosed

Skin Color: Dark, off-black.

Hair Style: Short, parted in the middle.

Hair Color: Faded gray with black highlights

Eye Color: Medium-dark gray.

Distinguishing Features: Tear-drop marking on center of forehead, scar over a blinded left eye.

Additional: Npah wields a staff in the name of the conjurer's guild in Gridania, and tends to wear more vibrant, outspoken type robes than what her profession of conjury might suggest.

==History==

The eldest daughter of the the Marbolvine Molkots. Npah was hailed as a prodigy at whatever she picked up. Acrobatic, flexible, and generally had to be watched to avoid losing her in the dense forests that surrounded their clan's home. For all her talent, Npah's primary flaws were her absolute carelessness and sloth. For example, she could snipe her hunting quarry while hanging upside down, legs hooked on a branch nearly fifty fulms in the air. But would she? Not a chance. She displayed her prowess only when ordered to. Her attempt at picking up a lance never happened, simply because she didn't want to, and discarded the weapon disdainfully, something of which younger sister Amh saw as her sister's command, what that hers was the way of the spear. When asked about it, the elder simply shrugged, and picked up her bow instead, much to the incensing of her elders. Due to her contentment to simply walk behind most of the huntresses and observe and support where needed, Npah was introduced instead to the cane, the crook, and the staff. This was fine, as it gave her something to lean on. Not to mention, the huntresses she went out with never needed any help. She would spend hours listening to the then matriarch and occasionally ears twitching to display she was awake and listening.

However, for all of her....resourcefulness, Npah would spend equal amounts of hours on end being lectured as to why it was important to learn life skills and pass on traditions...bla bla bla....respect elders...bla bla bla, yarda yarda yarda, jargon stuff. While undeniably talented and somewhat attractive (The shoot of which she and sister Amh came from were known to be fairly grayscale in terms of pigments, and as such, limited their...appeal), the day would come that push came to shove, and Npah parted from the clan. This action would spur on younger sibling Amh to become the fairly negative, and downright hostile adult she came to be known as. The elder sibling, however, simply marched herself into Gridania and put down roots in but a moon's time. It was here that Npah was to be found at the time the Calamity occurred, destroying the inn she stayed in, crops and friendships in the process. The rebuild also saw much of the miqo'te conjurer/archer in the city-state, and it was only until recently that she sought out to adventure. This of course, would lead her to meandering back into Gridania's Black Shroud, and more specifically, the southern portion of it where sister Amh usually called her stomping grounds. The latter was not present at the time, and Npah considers that fortunate even to this day. For it was just outside the lovable dastard Buscarron's Druthers sort of hamlet he'd had that she encountered Gridania's darkest secret.

Usual crook in hand and deft dodging of the attention of the local flora turned fauna, the atmosphere and weather had scarce turned to that of an incredible hostile and tense nature. An overwhelming presence of...well, doom. The keeper thought little of it until she bore witness to what looked like a murder. A dark figure atop an equally dark steed, wielding a longsword of some kind, striking down what appeared to have been an archer, another armed figure. One such third figure of a gathering briefly fought against it, only to be gravely injured in one fell swing. The figure stumbled towards Npah, seeking an exit, only to be cut down in another powerful blow. The horseman then turned its attention upon the conjurer, who in terror simply stood there until the breath of the horse assailed her senses. It was then that she sought to flee, like the previous victim before her. Another deft strike issued from the....thing's sword, and struck the retreating miqo'te across her face. The horseman had already lost interest and simply struck out in frustration at her. It kept repeating the phrase, "Urth, where hast thou gone?" Or some similar phrase, it was confusing as she fumbled to find anything. The first object she found, however, was not her staff, but the empty stare of the previous victim, now lying halfway in the stream. With newfound inspiration, she sought around and seized her weapon. With every onze in her, she was able to render the victim back to a state of...being, of sorts. They were alive, and perhaps were yet alive, though Npah had performed a raise as she'd been taught how to. Between them, they staggered across the river and bridge back to help at the druthers proper. Even when under treatment herself, she was told explicitly never to do such a reckless action again and that her eye would not fully be restored. Would not....could not. Had she focused on her eye first, perhaps....but the guild did acknowledge that the action taken was likely the better of the two choices. Thus was she allowed to remain, though it seemed....bitter to do so.

Resigning from the order of conjurers of Stillglade Fane, Npah took some time to learn how to walk and act with now the one good eye she had remaining. It was roughly two months after this incident that Npah would receive word regarding her sister. Amh had grown ill content with just striking at the wood wailers and any non keepers to wander in, and left to Coerthas for Ishgard proper. That was an odd move, she'd thought, regarding the sheer number of Elezen present and virtually none of her kin there. It was an action she paused on right up until a bloodied chocobo hobbled and dragged itself to a clearing. The bird was familiar to Npah. Amh's chocobo that would have been her own had she stayed longer. Autumne, as she'd named it. She tended to its wounds, mending it with her conjury until it was "hale and healthy" once more. Amh held very little dear, but this chocobo was one such. She would not have abandoned it, and as the bird somewhat let on with its wounds, it had defended its partner to the best of its abilities. The marks of the wounds, the scars it bore, Autumne told Npah all she needed to know with only one additional mournful squawk. Amh had been pursued, chased off. Rival keeper clan, the coeurlclaws. Too often had they tried persuading herself into joining, to have an inside ear into Gridanian society. The Marbolvine Molkots were known to have a talent for getting along with the citizenry, so it would be natural that they appeal to them first. They'd failed on Amh, and out in the wilds now, Npah was almost unrecognizable to them. She knew her sister would return some day, letting the heat blow off to return in secret once more.

This was not to be, however, as three moons later, Npah received a summons back to Gridania. How in the void queen's name the courier found her was unknown, but she trudged back to the city-state, whereupon she received a consolation and the news that her sister had been killed in combat against a horde of Ishgard's enemies. All that could be found of remains were interred the Black Shroud, where it was thought to be most what Amh would have desired.

The conjurer thought hard on the matter, to come to a resolution. Things had happened because of her, because of her foolishness. To set her little sister on that violent path. Well, no more. Now she would do things as she ought. If lives were to be saved and she could make aught to do so, then so be it. If they could not, then that was out of her hands. A pox upon that horde and whatever commanded it. For the present now, Npah struggled forward, supported by Autumne, to gain strength to face whatever had killed Amh...and to exact revenge. The clan was to be as useful as the stone you trip over, so she would keep them as they were, in the dark. There was much to be done.

==Personality==

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==Other Notes==

Amh Molkot

2016-04-03T18:08:34Z

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Amh Molkot

2016-03-11T06:40:26Z

Sriracha quilt: Some updates, making ready for transition when it happens ICly.

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==Basic Info==
Height: Four fulms, ten ilms.

Weight: Undisclosed

Skin Color: Dark brown-gray

Hair Style: Hair is kept long at waist length

Hair Color: Gray

Eye Color: Pale orange

Distinguishing Features: Vibrant white war paint on her face, nicked left ear, two scars on face, one horizontal across bridge of nose and the other diagonally down her left cheek.

Additional:

==History==

Amh Molkot was born the second daughter to the Marbolvine Molkots. Elder sister Npah was viewed as much like her ancestor, Sidh Molkot and original matriarch of the Marbolvine Clan. Child of Menphina well enough, but Npah would eschew the clan traditions and is generally considered the "black karakul" of the clan. Second child Amh grew up in the shadow of Npah, and took to the clan's interest with near unparalleled vigor. She would study and observe both the clan's fighting styles, and those of others, though from a distance with the latter. A firm determination took hold to master all of the keeper clans' preferred combat styles. So after passing her first huntress trial...albeit with a great many scrapes, scratches, and grass stains, her life would go on rather unhindered. As the second child, Amh knew a little about what was to be expected from her sister Npah, as her eldest sister simply could not keep a secret and Amh was more than willing to pry. Amh would train as if preparing for her second huntress trial every day until the actual tenth nameday and trial was to take place.

The young keeper was noted to have some difficulties in knowing when to rein herself in, attacking the prey and "rushing" things and embracing the xenophobic mindset of a keeper almost too eagerly. While her impatience was known, she would be put in her place by the adults she'd been grouped with. Amh seemed to know when she was being tested, but real scenarios were the exciting bits of her childhood. That is, any time spent actually hunting with the adults. This ambition or eagerness would be tempered as she grew older and to a degree, wiser. This honing of her talents led to rather vibrant markings upon her face, and spurring the child on to greater ambitions.

At the age of eleven, Amh opted for her coming of age trial, having heard of her fellow Molkot's success, and looked to one-up him. Though Amh would not succeed that year, nor the next, she was successful in passing at the age of thirteen. It was a disappointment, even with the recommended age for the trial two whole years away. She'd lost to a male, and while she didn't hold her relative a grudge, it made her feel weak. To this end, Amh sought to strike out and look to strengthen the clan with diverse fighting types. In specific, she'd trained with both the lance and bow, and even had a stint at healing. Amh sought to do more, however, and for that reason, would look to the way of the sword, the fist, and the dagger. It was roughly two years after this point in time though, that the tragedy known as the Calamity struck, and the simultaneous event of the Garlean invasion would devastate the majority of the Marbolvine Clan whilst Amh was away.

At the time, the young miqo'te was seeking out individuals willing to train her "off the record". Ul'dah was the closest, and she'd heard of shield and sword fighters that were frequent there. Her attempts landed her a chance encounter with a pugilist first, however. The duel they'd had convinced Amh to start there, learning how her opponent continued to wear her down. They didn't hit as hard, but they were obstinate and resolute. As a pugilist, she learned as well as she had as she were back in the Shroud and the clan's home. Once she'd learned what she deemed enough from the pugilist, she set off again to follow a lead on a gladiator mentor she'd heard off the back alleys in the detestable Ul'dah. The city itself disgusted her. Wealth was might? Hardly. Spirit was might, experience, knowledge, the weapons. And of course, the weapon itself. Wealth was a tool, an ugly one needed solely for obtaining more refined tools of combat. Her encounter with a gladiator saw her a victory, albeit a fairly hollow one. Like the pugilist before, the gladiator simply tanked her attacks or deflected them with the shield. This encounter though, was short-lived, as the duel had barely but ended when a large ball of what she only knew as "doom-energy" struck the ground they were on. Were it not for the gladiator's position between the "doom-energy" and herself, Amh would not have lived. Instead, her opponent had perished, and left Amh staring at a sky of smoke, ashes, fire, and ruination. Her spear was broken, but her opponent's gear had been somewhat unscathed. Thus, did Amh take up being a gladiator and taught herself from memory in both childhood observation of other clans like the Coeurlclaw and with the recent fight. Self-teaching how to use a sword and shield is what has earned her her nicked left ear and both scars on her face. Using a shield in combat was awkward and unfamiliar. The weight of the metal scutum was a significant obstacle, and she suffered for it.

Through the next few years, Amh wandered Eorzea. Her heart called her home, but she could not answer it. There was always someone or some group pursuing her. "Inky Two-Scars" as the wanted poster dubbed her for the murder of a former Syndicate member and their next of kin, as well as minor roadside banditry. The miqo'te would take to flight once more, and leave the main continent altogether, winding up on Vylbrand and in the maritime city-state of Limsa Lominsa. Through wagering and drinking games, Amh found contacts within the city, and befriended a fellow miqo'te, a seeker by the name of V'kebbe. This would later introduce her to the way of the dagger, and the code followed in the city-state. With that tidbit in hand, Amh signed on with the Marauders' guild, and saw use with a two-handed axe. Somewhat like her spear, but infinitely more clumsy and designed for open-ended combat where you could randomly swing and hit something fleshy like was intended. She stayed the course as long as she had with the pugilist, but having toured the "allied nations", she could no longer ignore the call back home.

Under the cover of night and with subtle bribes, Amh would re-enter the Black Shroud. She was immediately accosted by a small squad of wood wailers and the supposed "smugglers" that were getting her back in. Apparently the reward for her capture was larger than she'd remembered...despite doing nothing further ill. It was only through the ambush of this ambush did Amh escape. A large part of the Coeurlclaw clan, now prominent in the absence of the Marbolvine clan's real presence, descended onto the party and chaos ensued. While not on friendly terms with the Coeurlclaw, her "title" had earned her at least a desire to see the fellow keeper not meet her end by the hands of despicable wood wailers. While the ambush was successful, the wood wailers had anticipated such a raid, and Amh joined with the rival clan in fending them off once more. In exchange for this alliance and any spoils, Amh asked only for a spear and her freedom to reunite with her clan without taking an attack at her backside. This, they agreed to, and she would soon be away, further within the Shroud itself.

Even of Molkot lineage, Amh had carried a bitterness rivaling that of their Polaali sister-kin, tolerating outsiders only as necessary. It was also at this point that she learned of the clan's decline and of the current distress to rebuild. Thankfully, they seemed to care naught for her "misdeeds", and she rejoined the clan once more proper. For all of her goal of finding different and empowering styles, Amh has re-embraced the clan's traditional teachings, and reunited with her spear.

Since returning home, the keeper would oft spend time away from the home, returning every now and then. It was what she knew huntresses did, dropping their hauls off for the elder keeper females to prepare for those pregnant and young to feed upon while the former would go out to search for more game to feed the rest of the clan. With each passing of returning home every equivalent week or so, Amh would discover fewer and fewer of both Polaali and Molkot, and more and more of what she deemed as "immigrants and refugees". The one Molkot left in any power was a distant relative, one Thya Molkot, to whom neither shared any familial friendliness. Normally in such an instance, Amh would have approached her childhood friend and matron of the clan, Miah Polaali....but Miah had not been seen active in far longer than Amh had ever been away, short of before the meteorfall. Instead, a kit turned adult in the assumed role of "priestess" was playing a far more active role. Now, this wasn't how things were, but for the ever uninformed wayward Molkot, even seeing the possibility of either family being dethroned from their founding status, as if not existing....was unacceptable. Too long had she seen her family's decline, and while she may have played a part in that....that was only one half of it. The Polaali had also declined, and as Amh saw it, the entire clan had become infested with strangers and outsiders. The latter of which ground into her very being. With no influence left and any information that could have been sold to their rival clan the Coeurlclaw, Amh effectively fled the Shroud entirely, finally putting down roots of any kind in the much further northwest nation of Coerthas.

Amh lost much in her wayward journey, including most of her armoring, her spear, and her companion chocobo, Autumne. Nearing the Shroud's northern edge, she was set upon by Gridania's wood wailers and even some from her own kin not wishing to see Amh escape once more. The pursuit at Fallgourd Float, as the event came to be known as. Realizing that so long as she was known to Eorzea as Amh Molkot, she would be pursued and harassed anywhere within the Eorzean alliance territory, she would need to disappear, and in that time of vanishing, become someone else entirely. Steps even now, she saw, that her hiding place would soon disappear. Living in the inhospitable climates of Ishgard's Brume, Amh saw chances of employment, if she enlisted and underwent proper dragoon training. For the moment, she answered only to "miqo'te", or "cat". There would come a time when she'd need that bottle she'd saved for so long, and specifically of its contents. That time needed to draw near.

==Personality==

A highly hierarchy minded miqo'te keeper that would seemingly embody both primary elements of the founding families of the Marbolvine clan, Amh's days of enjoying respect and recognition have disappeared swiftly, akin to fertile ground in the now frozen tundras that is Coerthas where she resides current. This is Amh's primary fear, the despair that is the continual decline. Her days, even as a kit, were fraught with worries and frustrations. She had determined early on that she couldn't rely on anyone, and confided only in Miah, and even that was only partial. Once sister Npah disappeared and was labeled as a traitor, Amh felt the clan's arrows and spears piercing her through near always. Though she would always be reassured that so long as she abided by the laws of the clan, she would be welcomed as family, the keeper never would shake that uneasiness and overhanging dread. This would lead to extended hunts, spending much time out in the field, "hunting". These excursions though, were only Amh's means of coping and relieving the stress.

==Affiliations==

Autumne (Chocobo) : A bird of few sounds, and even fewer desires. The bird accepts gysahl greens, but almost has a disdain for them, as if knowing exactly what they're for. It also seems to care little for whatever color saddle you put on him, as he's been seen picking and pulling at it to get it off. Irritable bird in general, thoroughly enjoys spirits, however, and a glutton for han lemons. Since her flight, the bird and she were separated, and is assumed it fought until it could fight on no more. '''MISSING'''

Npah Molkot (Elder Sister) : Npah is much like their ancestor Sidh Molkot. Brave, and a talent for conjury. However, their relationship is strained, as Npah forsook the clan's rules and traditions, and serves the nation of Gridania from within the comforts of the city.

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