Lionnet Blodoint

2018-09-02T18:22:34Z

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Lionnet Blodoint

2017-11-20T02:35:11Z

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<div align=center><div style="font-size:14px;letter-spacing:0.75em;color:#37373F;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver">"I don't have time for this."</div></div></div><br>
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: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Name...'''</font> Lionnet Blodoint
: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Alias...'''</font> Doctor, Lio
: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Age...'''</font> Late twenties/early thirties</font>
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: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Gender...'''</font> Male
: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Race...'''</font> Elezen
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: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Deity...'''</font> Halone</font>
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: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Nationality...'''</font> Ishgardian
: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Occupation...'''</font> Doctor/surgeon
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<font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em;">At first glance, Lionnet isn't especially striking. Tall for an elezen, sure, but not towering. Dark, subdued, some may even say boring clothes. Nothing special. A closer inspection would reveal hints as to his personality. Notably, how neat and clean he always appears. Lionnet's clothes are always perfectly tailored, without tears or stains or wrinkles. His hair is kept short and neat, and his sideburns (perhaps his most iconic feature) neatly trimmed- no excess stubble. His skin is clear. He's rarely, if ever seen with even a spec of dirt on him. However, his attentiveness to being clean and orderly doesn't present itself in an overly flashy or "look at me, look at how good I look" sort of way. He doesn't try to stand in the spotlight- in fact, he avoids it altogether.
Lionnet always looks tired. His face is set in a perpetual scowl, his eyes heavy-lidded and with permanent bags under them. He's thin, as most elezen tend to be, but even moreso. One could describe his weight as skinny. He's not especially muscular, the type that would have trouble hefting a greatsword or battleaxe.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Like any soldier or warrior, Lionnet has his share of small scars, nicks and scratches. But nothing major, nothing that stands out. Save on his hands; they're covered in tiny cuts and scars. At any given time he has a pair of gloves on to cover them.

'''Voice:''' Lionnet's voice is low, both in that it's somewhat deep and it isn't prone to carrying long distances. It's got somewhat of a husky quality.

'''Clothing:''' Lionnet's wardrobe seems to consist entirely of black coats. Everything he owns seems to be achromatic, though occasionally he might be seen in a very, very dark blue coat. It's almost as if he wears the same clothes every day- but he doesn't! They're all different coats. Just almost always black, with black pants and boots. Maybe a white shirt or tie. Always black and white. Mundane, subdued. Never a bright color, flashy design, or eccentric outfit. Just simple, workable clothes. With a bend towards the stuffier, more formal side of things. His only bursts of color come in the form of the lenses on his glasses. He owns a pair of red and a pair of blue tinted glasses.
Another constant in Lionnet's wardrobe is his gloves. He always has gloves on. They're usually a pristine white, but blacks and greys have occasionally made an appearance. Lionnet has at least two spare pairs hidden within his coat if his current gloves were to become soiled. He can often be seen fidgeting with his gloves, pulling them taught on his hands.

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Lionnet comes off immediately as someone cold, uncaring. Very serious, not very talkative. He speaks in a very polite, if monotone manner, very detached. To be frank, he's not a very likable person, going off first impressions. Given more time, however, his good points do show up- they're just buried a little deep.
Lionnet is obsessed with his work. He must constantly improve his skills as a doctor, as a healer. He practices with alchemy every day, and often shows up to study or volunteer at local clinics and hospitals. To him, work and honing his own talents are the most important things, the forefront of his life. Friends, family- they're just a distraction, he'll say. They just take up time. Of course, this is not entirely true, as anyone who considers him a friend will attest.
Very dedicated to his work as a healer, he has somewhat of an obsessive personality, valuing order in all things. He works himself to the bone, and is known to rarely, if ever, treat himself to anything special. He seems to believe he is undeserving of special treatment, and gifts and affection will make him uncomfortable. He is definitely a glass half empty type of person. Lionnet is not vocal about his inner troubles, choosing to always wear a mask of complete politeness and apathy.
When all that is stripped away, Lionnet is quiet and contemplative. He genuinely cares for others, and pours himself out into his actions to heal and save lives. He's uncomfortable with expressing emotions and is relatively awkward in social situations. Don't talk to him about the War.
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<li>Solitude</li>
<li>Small birds and animals</li>
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<li>A warm fire and a cozy armchair.</li>
<li>Honesty and straightforwardness.</li>
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<li>Conjury, the Elementals, and everything associated with it</li>
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<li>Fruit</li>
<li>Excessive heat</li>
<li>The Church</li>
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<li>Not being able to save someone he knew he could save</li>
<li>Running out of time</li>
<li>Dragons</li>
<li>Undead</li>
<li>Falling/Heights</li>
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<li><b>Favorite Food:</b> <font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px white;">Ishgardian Knights' Bread</font></li>
<li><b>Favorite Drink:</b> <font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px white;">Surprisingly, brandy. He enjoys wine, too.</font></li>
<li><b>Religious Views:</b> <font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px white;">Born and bred a devout of Halone, he's been disillusioned in recent years due to the actions of the church and his prayers' lack of response.</font></li>
<li><b>Hobbies:</b> <font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px white;">While Lionnet claims he has no time for hobbies, there are a few things that catch his interest. He's become a big fan of alchemy, since learning it, and mixes potions and poisons occasionally, instead of his normal curatives. He also enjoys reading. He's a sucker for a good book, especially mysteries.</font></li>
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:<font style="color:#b72a78;" size="3"> ♥</font> <sub><b>In A Relationship:</b> Lionnet is romantically involved with this character.</sub>
:<font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3"> ♥</font> <sub><b>Romantic Attraction:</b> Lionnet is romantically interested in this character.</sub>
:<font style="color:#ffaedb" size="3"> ♥</font> <sub><b>Sexual Attraction</b> Lionnet is physically interested in this character.</sub>

: <font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="3"> ♥</font> <sub><b>Platonic Love/Family:</b> Lionnet considers this person to be as close as family.</sub>
: <font style="color:#54b5eb;" size="3"> ♦</font> <sub><b>Friend:</b> Lionnet considers this person a friend and confidante.</sub>
: <font style="color:#93d2f6;" size="3"> ♦</font> <sub><b>Friendly Acquaintance:</b> Lionnet considers this person not a full friend, but a friendly acquaintance.</sub>

: <font style="color:#93d2f6;" size="3"> ●</font> <sub><b>Good Standing:</b> Lionnet has no specific feelings about this character, however they left a good impression.</sub>
: <font style="color:#c6c6c6;" size="3"> ●</font> <sub><b>Neutral:</b> Lionnet has no specific feelings about this character.</sub>
: <font style="color:#8a8a8a;" size="3"> ●</font> <sub><b>Bad Standing:</b> Lionnet has no specific feelings about this character, however they left a bad impression.</sub>

: <font style="color:#8a8a8a;" size="3"> ♠</font> <sub><b>Dislike:</b> Lionnet doesn't consider this person a friend, and will talk if needed, but try to avoid them.</sub>
: <font style="color:#575757;" size="3"> ♠</font> <sub><b>Hate:</b> Lionnet consider this person an annoyance, and will try to avoid them. Conflict can happen.</sub>
: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3"> ♠</font> <sub><b>Fear:</b> Lionnet is terrified by this character, and will try to avoid them at all cost.</sub>
: <font style="color:#630000;" size="3"> ♠</font> <sub><b>Rivalry:</b> Lionnet consider this person a rival, and will try to initiate conflict every time she gets to meet them.</sub>

: <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3"> ♥</font> <sub><b>Family Member:</b> This character is related by blood to Lionnet.</sub>
: <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3"> ✔</font> <sub><b>Business:</b> This character is either an Lionnet's employer, employee, or coworker.</sub>
: <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3"> ✖</font> <sub><b>Deceased:</b> This character has passed away.</sub>
: <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3"> <b>?</b></font> <sub><b>Hidden Feelings/Unknown:</b> This character has one of all the color keys above, but Lionnet isn't fully aware of it yet.</sub>
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:<div align=justify><font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em;">■ '''I will play''' mature content and themes as long as they're logical in a plot-driven encounter. Violence, bloodshed, death. Coarse and excessive language. Temporary injury and incapacitation. Temporary imprisonment. Most walk-up encounters.</font></div>
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[[Category: Player Character]]
[[Category: Balmung]]
[[Category: Elezen]]
[[Category: Wildwood]]

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Lionnet Blodoint

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<div align=center><div style="font-size:14px;letter-spacing:0.75em;color:#37373F;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver">"I don't have time for this."</div></div></div><br>
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: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Name...'''</font> Lionnet Blodoint
: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Alias...'''</font> Doctor, Lio
: <font style="font-size:12px;color:#323232;font-family:tahoma;letter-spacing:0.1em;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver">'''Age...'''</font> Late twenties/early thirties</font>
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<font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em;">At first glance, Lionnet isn't especially striking. Tall for an elezen, sure, but not towering. Dark, subdued, some may even say boring clothes. Nothing special. A closer inspection would reveal hints as to his personality. Notably, how neat and clean he always appears. Lionnet's clothes are always perfectly tailored, without tears or stains or wrinkles. His hair is kept short and neat, and his sideburns (perhaps his most iconic feature) neatly trimmed- no excess stubble. His skin is clear. He's rarely, if ever seen with even a spec of dirt on him. However, his attentiveness to being clean and orderly doesn't present itself in an overly flashy or "look at me, look at how good I look" sort of way. He doesn't try to stand in the spotlight- in fact, he avoids it altogether.
Lionnet always looks tired. His face is set in a perpetual scowl, his eyes heavy-lidded and with permanent bags under them. He's thin, as most elezen tend to be, but even moreso. One could describe his weight as skinny. He's not especially muscular, the type that would have trouble hefting a greatsword or battleaxe.

'''Scars & Markings:''' Like any soldier or warrior, Lionnet has his share of small scars, nicks and scratches. But nothing major, nothing that stands out. Save on his hands; they're covered in tiny cuts and scars. At any given time he has a pair of gloves on to cover them.

'''Voice:''' Lionnet's voice is low, both in that it's somewhat deep and it isn't prone to carrying long distances. It's got somewhat of a husky quality.

'''Clothing:''' Lionnet's wardrobe seems to consist entirely of black coats. Everything he owns seems to be achromatic, though occasionally he might be seen in a very, very dark blue coat. It's almost as if he wears the same clothes every day- but he doesn't! They're all different coats. Just almost always black, with black pants and boots. Maybe a white shirt or tie. Always black and white. Mundane, subdued. Never a bright color, flashy design, or eccentric outfit. Just simple, workable clothes. With a bend towards the stuffier, more formal side of things. His only bursts of color come in the form of the lenses on his glasses. He owns a pair of red and a pair of blue tinted glasses.
Another constant in Lionnet's wardrobe is his gloves. He always has gloves on. They're usually a pristine white, but blacks and greys have occasionally made an appearance. Lionnet has at least two spare pairs hidden within his coat if his current gloves were to become soiled. He can often be seen fidgeting with his gloves, pulling them taught on his hands.

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Lionnet comes off immediately as someone cold, uncaring. Very serious, not very talkative. He speaks in a very polite, if monotone manner, very detached. To be frank, he's not a very likable person, going off first impressions. Given more time, however, his good points do show up- they're just buried a little deep.
Lionnet is obsessed with his work. He must constantly improve his skills as a doctor, as a healer. He practices with alchemy every day, and often shows up to study or volunteer at local clinics and hospitals. To him, work and honing his own talents are the most important things, the forefront of his life. Friends, family- they're just a distraction, he'll say. They just take up time. Of course, this is not entirely true, as anyone who considers him a friend will attest.
Very dedicated to his work as a healer, he has somewhat of an obsessive personality, valuing order in all things. He works himself to the bone, and is known to rarely, if ever, treat himself to anything special. He seems to believe he is undeserving of special treatment, and gifts and affection will make him uncomfortable. He is definitely a glass half empty type of person. Lionnet is not vocal about his inner troubles, choosing to always wear a mask of complete politeness and apathy.
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<li><b>Favorite Food:</b> <font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px white;">Ishgardian Knights' Bread</font></li>
<li><b>Favorite Drink:</b> <font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px white;">Surprisingly, brandy. He enjoys wine, too.</font></li>
<li><b>Religious Views:</b> <font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px white;">Born and bred a devout of Halone, he's been disillusioned in recent years due to the actions of the church and his prayers' lack of response.</font></li>
<li><b>Hobbies:</b> <font style="color: #000; letter-spacing: 0em; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px white;">While Lionnet claims he has no time for hobbies, there are a few things that catch his interest. He's become a big fan of alchemy, since learning it, and mixes potions and poisons occasionally, instead of his normal curatives. He also enjoys reading. He's a sucker for a good book, especially mysteries.</font></li>
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: <font style="color:#93d2f6;" size="3"> ●</font> <sub><b>Good Standing:</b> Lionnet has no specific feelings about this character, however they left a good impression.</sub>
: <font style="color:#c6c6c6;" size="3"> ●</font> <sub><b>Neutral:</b> Lionnet has no specific feelings about this character.</sub>
: <font style="color:#8a8a8a;" size="3"> ●</font> <sub><b>Bad Standing:</b> Lionnet has no specific feelings about this character, however they left a bad impression.</sub>

: <font style="color:#8a8a8a;" size="3"> ♠</font> <sub><b>Dislike:</b> Lionnet doesn't consider this person a friend, and will talk if needed, but try to avoid them.</sub>
: <font style="color:#575757;" size="3"> ♠</font> <sub><b>Hate:</b> Lionnet consider this person an annoyance, and will try to avoid them. Conflict can happen.</sub>
: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3"> ♠</font> <sub><b>Fear:</b> Lionnet is terrified by this character, and will try to avoid them at all cost.</sub>
: <font style="color:#630000;" size="3"> ♠</font> <sub><b>Rivalry:</b> Lionnet consider this person a rival, and will try to initiate conflict every time she gets to meet them.</sub>

: <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3"> ♥</font> <sub><b>Family Member:</b> This character is related by blood to Lionnet.</sub>
: <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3"> ✔</font> <sub><b>Business:</b> This character is either an Lionnet's employer, employee, or coworker.</sub>
: <font style="color:#dba133;" size="3"> ✖</font> <sub><b>Deceased:</b> This character has passed away.</sub>
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2017-11-20T00:38:21Z

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Mikh'a Galanai

2017-10-05T17:58:21Z

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==Character==
===General===

HEY! This wiki is old af and it needs a COMPLETE revamp! So trust nothing on here, only know I'm too lazy to fix it currently

Mikh'a is an adventurer by name, a mercenary by trade, and a hired thug by occupation. Truthfully, his jobs only tend to revolve around guarding people and things, and he rarely leaves the city and surrounding areas. He's got connections to the darker parts of Limsa Lominsa and often does work for, with, and under people that're no doubt dabbling in the illegal side of piracy. His life mainly revolves around working a few jobs he finds, saving money, and going to the Gold Saucer. Where he proceeds to spend it all. Literally. He's found himself unable to purchase a ticket back to Limsa Lominsa multiple times. Each time he's gotten away via pickpocketing or straight-up mugging some hapless rich fellow. They don't need all that money, anyway. He hasn't been caught. Almost, but not quite yet.
===Appearance===
He's bigger for a miqo'te. More muscular than that usual lean build, a bit over average height but not much. His posture focuses on intimidation, but at this point it's automatic. He's Keeper- pale, with dark hair. Face constantly in a frown, nose angled a little to the side as a result of a past break. Dressed in typical Limsan attire- he could easily pass for a pirate. He's essentially a pirate- he's crewed before, but he prefers staying on land. His hair is neat, and perfectly combed with too much pomade, which he's proud of, for some reason. He's somewhat obsessed with this concept, this unattainable ideal of "coolness." He tries hard to appear at his best- hair perfect, clothes perfect, fitness perfect, smile perfect- it's crooked, just a little bit.
===Personality===
He's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but it's a fact he's well aware of- he doesn't aim for things he can't become, instead focusing on what he can. He's strong, fit, good with his stabbers; but the man is no genius. Far from it. He's dumb. Dumb, ignorant, immature, a bit childish. He tries to be cool, be that one guy that everybody looks at and says, "damn." His self-image is very skewed, kept at impossibly high regard yet easily brought down with an insult or two. He tries too hard. When he attempts to flirt with pretty girls, which is often- and the results tend to be fairly dismal, he's fishing for compliments. Not what you'd think from a guy approaching in a tavern and asking to buy you a drink, but that's his way. He'll tell you how pretty you are, how nice you look, how great that outfit rests against your form, a work of art, a goddess in mortal flesh- all the while waiting for a compliment in return. It's fairly sad, actually.
Mikh'a lives his life in the present. He doesn't care for the past- it's in the past. His vision of the future is only really focused on tomorrow, or the day after. He lives for the job. It's a cycle. Work, adrenaline, passion, energy. That's the job. He'll do the job, he'll get paid. He'll spend the money, he'll find another quick job. That's how it is. Thankfully, the lad is maturing a bit and starting to realize that's not exactly a good way to live. He's on the lookout for a continuous, paying job.
He's got a smile like he's laughing at something you don't quite know yet. It's cheeky, it's sarcastic; to call it a full smile would be to disregard the word smirk entirely. It's almost always present on his face, growing and shrinking as the conversation progresses. It's proof that he's not quite serious about anything- which he should be. He still thinks life's a game, still thinks he's stronger than he is. That's not to say he can't get serious- if he's working a job, fighting, feeling the adrenaline- he'll be serious. But only than. He's incredibly loyal to the payoff, the money. He won't betray an employer. He loves the thrill of combat, especially if he's winning, not so much if his life's in danger. He's got a different smile in a fight- an aggressive smile, the grin of an adrenaline junkie. And he enjoys brawling. He's the type that can take quite a beating and get back up- his pain receptors don't seem to work as well as they should. He gets beat up often. He can fight well, yes, but only so well. Most of his techniques are based on intimidation, looking scary, flipping that knife around in the air and catching it behind his back. Though, his only real weaponskills lie in knifework and his collection of metal knuckles. He's got good aim with his throwing knives. He's also picked up the bow occasionally, in an odd tribute to his ancestry, but fails miserably at it and only practices occasionally to pass the time. To say he's a Keeper of the Moon would be wrong- he's a Limsa Lominsan. Raised there, lived there, rarely leaves except if the job takes him out. He had all the wrong role models growing up, and he doesn't care much about the big issues in the world that don't pertain to him directly. But, he's learning.

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==Relationships==
===Family===
-Kehda'sae Galanai (he took the surname in memory of Mikh), father. Their relationship is distant. The older Kehda'sae got, the more he was drawn to his books. He is a man, lost in time, lost in a tiny library of a home located somewhere in Limsa Lominsa. They don't talk much anymore. Last Mikh'a heard, his father was writing a book about a a sorceress who specialized in weather-based magic.

-Mikh Galanai, mother. Possibly still alive. Possibly not. He's never met her. She's probably still just as beautiful as she was twenty-something years ago.

===Friends===

===Enemies===

==Rumors==

==History/Timeline==
His mother was a (supposedly) forest Miqo'te named Mikh Galanai and she was a hurricane. She lived her life like a storm at sea, coming onto land with the force of an army and leaving just as soon. She was beautiful and alluring and mysterious and powerful. She was a goddess of lightning, a queen of wind, an empress of rain.

She came and she went, a mirage. Like a hurricane, she swept into Mikh'a's father; a swell of pure energy and love and passion. Everything she did crackled with intensity, with lightning. A chance meeting with in a tavern with a shy male Keeper, and the poor soul was swept up in her storms. She owned his heart within the day. The whirlwind carried him through a relationship as full as he could ever dream of, and as fleeting- she was a hurricane, after all. She left, and returned only to drop a baby on his doorstep. No note, no goodbye, no parting words. The storm had passed, and the ripple it made changed his life forever- he had a son.

Perhaps she was afraid of the responsibility children bring, family brings, relationships bring. Perhaps she was simply bored of Kehda'sae. Perhaps Kehda'sae was just a minor distraction, an affair, a little fun. Whatever the reason, the woman who loved him had left, and with her, the storm had passed.

Mikh had made him feel things, and without her, he felt empty. He missed her smile, like the sun appearing through the clouds. Her scent, like the flowers after a spring shower. Her love. Her. Kehda'sae was small, shy, wore glasses, and liked books. He was from a close-knit Gridanian family, and he had moved to Limsa Lominsa to study with the arcanists. He could hardly start a conversation with anyone, let alone a goddess like Mikh. Her eyes were like diamonds infused with the power of Ramuh and her lips tasted like the the rain in the early spring.

She was an adventurer or something, a traveler, not staying in one place, not ever. She stayed with Kehda'sae for a few moons, moving into his small apartment like it was hers'. Kehda'sae never quite did move on. He was so attached to that one face etched in his memory- he had never experienced someone like Mikh, and never would again. He lived in the past and focused too much on what he had known other than what he could know. He thought he saw her in the sky sometimes, at dawn. He devoted himself to his studies, with a preference to for history, and never loved again. He raised the child she'd left. He didn't know how many children Mikh had had beforehand, if any. He knew not what suffix to attach. So Mikh'a was just labeled as the firstborn. If not Mikh's, than Kehda'sae's.

Mikh'a wasn't all that close with his father. His father wasn't good at relationships. He was a man who could only be led, not lead. Mikh'a was raised more by the city than by Kehda'sae. He knew gangs from a young age, street brawling, thievery, dares and fun and that feeling of adrenaline that keeps pumping forever and ever. That once you've got, you can't let go of. Young Mikh'a lived for the thrill, lived for the superficial, lived for the odd jobs that he did and the money he earned. Money. Mikh'a learned to love money. Mikh'a Galanai was a product of the city of Limsa Lominsa, and he had much more of his mothers' genetics than his fathers'.

==Image Gallery==

==RP Hooks (OOC)==
You might've met Mikh'a if you've lived in Limsa Lominsa, especially in the seedy underbelly. Maybe you're friends, or have worked together. You probably met him if you're a heroic type who does jobs busting drug lords and crime bosses and other illegal activities- it's more than likely that he was a goon you beat up, hired as a guard or thug. These are the two main ones.

==Annotations==

This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]

Mikh'a Galanai

2017-04-01T20:13:38Z

Strawberrycake:

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==Character==
===General===
Mikh'a is an adventurer by name, a mercenary by trade, and a hired thug by occupation. Truthfully, his jobs only tend to revolve around guarding people and things, and he rarely leaves the city and surrounding areas. He's got connections to the darker parts of Limsa Lominsa and often does work for, with, and under people that're no doubt dabbling in the illegal side of piracy. His life mainly revolves around working a few jobs he finds, saving money, and going to the Gold Saucer. Where he proceeds to spend it all. Literally. He's found himself unable to purchase a ticket back to Limsa Lominsa multiple times. Each time he's gotten away via pickpocketing or straight-up mugging some hapless rich fellow. They don't need all that money, anyway. He hasn't been caught. Almost, but not quite yet.
===Appearance===
He's bigger for a miqo'te. More muscular than that usual lean build, a bit over average height but not much. His posture focuses on intimidation, but at this point it's automatic. He's Keeper- pale, with dark hair. Face constantly in a frown, nose angled a little to the side as a result of a past break. Dressed in typical Limsan attire- he could easily pass for a pirate. He's essentially a pirate- he's crewed before, but he prefers staying on land. His hair is neat, and perfectly combed with too much pomade, which he's proud of, for some reason. He's somewhat obsessed with this concept, this unattainable ideal of "coolness." He tries hard to appear at his best- hair perfect, clothes perfect, fitness perfect, smile perfect- it's crooked, just a little bit.
===Personality===
He's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but it's a fact he's well aware of- he doesn't aim for things he can't become, instead focusing on what he can. He's strong, fit, good with his stabbers; but the man is no genius. Far from it. He's dumb. Dumb, ignorant, immature, a bit childish. He tries to be cool, be that one guy that everybody looks at and says, "damn." His self-image is very skewed, kept at impossibly high regard yet easily brought down with an insult or two. He tries too hard. When he attempts to flirt with pretty girls, which is often- and the results tend to be fairly dismal, he's fishing for compliments. Not what you'd think from a guy approaching in a tavern and asking to buy you a drink, but that's his way. He'll tell you how pretty you are, how nice you look, how great that outfit rests against your form, a work of art, a goddess in mortal flesh- all the while waiting for a compliment in return. It's fairly sad, actually.
Mikh'a lives his life in the present. He doesn't care for the past- it's in the past. His vision of the future is only really focused on tomorrow, or the day after. He lives for the job. It's a cycle. Work, adrenaline, passion, energy. That's the job. He'll do the job, he'll get paid. He'll spend the money, he'll find another quick job. That's how it is. Thankfully, the lad is maturing a bit and starting to realize that's not exactly a good way to live. He's on the lookout for a continuous, paying job.
He's got a smile like he's laughing at something you don't quite know yet. It's cheeky, it's sarcastic; to call it a full smile would be to disregard the word smirk entirely. It's almost always present on his face, growing and shrinking as the conversation progresses. It's proof that he's not quite serious about anything- which he should be. He still thinks life's a game, still thinks he's stronger than he is. That's not to say he can't get serious- if he's working a job, fighting, feeling the adrenaline- he'll be serious. But only than. He's incredibly loyal to the payoff, the money. He won't betray an employer. He loves the thrill of combat, especially if he's winning, not so much if his life's in danger. He's got a different smile in a fight- an aggressive smile, the grin of an adrenaline junkie. And he enjoys brawling. He's the type that can take quite a beating and get back up- his pain receptors don't seem to work as well as they should. He gets beat up often. He can fight well, yes, but only so well. Most of his techniques are based on intimidation, looking scary, flipping that knife around in the air and catching it behind his back. Though, his only real weaponskills lie in knifework and his collection of metal knuckles. He's got good aim with his throwing knives. He's also picked up the bow occasionally, in an odd tribute to his ancestry, but fails miserably at it and only practices occasionally to pass the time. To say he's a Keeper of the Moon would be wrong- he's a Limsa Lominsan. Raised there, lived there, rarely leaves except if the job takes him out. He had all the wrong role models growing up, and he doesn't care much about the big issues in the world that don't pertain to him directly. But, he's learning.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::*
::*
::*

===Dislikes===
::*
::*
::*

===Hobbies/Talents===
::*
::*
::*

===Other===
::*
::*
::*

==Relationships==
===Family===
-Kehda'sae Galanai (he took the surname in memory of Mikh), father. Their relationship is distant. The older Kehda'sae got, the more he was drawn to his books. He is a man, lost in time, lost in a tiny library of a home located somewhere in Limsa Lominsa. They don't talk much anymore. Last Mikh'a heard, his father was writing a book about a a sorceress who specialized in weather-based magic.

-Mikh Galanai, mother. Possibly still alive. Possibly not. He's never met her. She's probably still just as beautiful as she was twenty-something years ago.

===Friends===

===Enemies===

==Rumors==

==History/Timeline==
His mother was a (supposedly) forest Miqo'te named Mikh Galanai and she was a hurricane. She lived her life like a storm at sea, coming onto land with the force of an army and leaving just as soon. She was beautiful and alluring and mysterious and powerful. She was a goddess of lightning, a queen of wind, an empress of rain.

She came and she went, a mirage. Like a hurricane, she swept into Mikh'a's father; a swell of pure energy and love and passion. Everything she did crackled with intensity, with lightning. A chance meeting with in a tavern with a shy male Keeper, and the poor soul was swept up in her storms. She owned his heart within the day. The whirlwind carried him through a relationship as full as he could ever dream of, and as fleeting- she was a hurricane, after all. She left, and returned only to drop a baby on his doorstep. No note, no goodbye, no parting words. The storm had passed, and the ripple it made changed his life forever- he had a son.

Perhaps she was afraid of the responsibility children bring, family brings, relationships bring. Perhaps she was simply bored of Kehda'sae. Perhaps Kehda'sae was just a minor distraction, an affair, a little fun. Whatever the reason, the woman who loved him had left, and with her, the storm had passed.

Mikh had made him feel things, and without her, he felt empty. He missed her smile, like the sun appearing through the clouds. Her scent, like the flowers after a spring shower. Her love. Her. Kehda'sae was small, shy, wore glasses, and liked books. He was from a close-knit Gridanian family, and he had moved to Limsa Lominsa to study with the arcanists. He could hardly start a conversation with anyone, let alone a goddess like Mikh. Her eyes were like diamonds infused with the power of Ramuh and her lips tasted like the the rain in the early spring.

She was an adventurer or something, a traveler, not staying in one place, not ever. She stayed with Kehda'sae for a few moons, moving into his small apartment like it was hers'. Kehda'sae never quite did move on. He was so attached to that one face etched in his memory- he had never experienced someone like Mikh, and never would again. He lived in the past and focused too much on what he had known other than what he could know. He thought he saw her in the sky sometimes, at dawn. He devoted himself to his studies, with a preference to for history, and never loved again. He raised the child she'd left. He didn't know how many children Mikh had had beforehand, if any. He knew not what suffix to attach. So Mikh'a was just labeled as the firstborn. If not Mikh's, than Kehda'sae's.

Mikh'a wasn't all that close with his father. His father wasn't good at relationships. He was a man who could only be led, not lead. Mikh'a was raised more by the city than by Kehda'sae. He knew gangs from a young age, street brawling, thievery, dares and fun and that feeling of adrenaline that keeps pumping forever and ever. That once you've got, you can't let go of. Young Mikh'a lived for the thrill, lived for the superficial, lived for the odd jobs that he did and the money he earned. Money. Mikh'a learned to love money. Mikh'a Galanai was a product of the city of Limsa Lominsa, and he had much more of his mothers' genetics than his fathers'.

==Image Gallery==

==RP Hooks (OOC)==
You might've met Mikh'a if you've lived in Limsa Lominsa, especially in the seedy underbelly. Maybe you're friends, or have worked together. You probably met him if you're a heroic type who does jobs busting drug lords and crime bosses and other illegal activities- it's more than likely that he was a goon you beat up, hired as a guard or thug. These are the two main ones.

==Annotations==

This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]

Mikh'a Galanai

2017-04-01T20:12:27Z

Strawberrycake: Strawberrycake moved page Koh'te Galanai to Mikh'a Galanai

== Mikh'a Galanai ==
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==Character==
===General===
Mikh'a is an adventurer by name, a mercenary by trade, and a hired thug by occupation. Truthfully, his jobs only tend to revolve around guarding people and things, and he rarely leaves the city and surrounding areas. He's got connections to the darker parts of Limsa Lominsa and often does work for, with, and under people that're no doubt dabbling in the illegal side of piracy. His life mainly revolves around working a few jobs he finds, saving money, and going to the Gold Saucer. Where he proceeds to spend it all. Literally. He's found himself unable to purchase a ticket back to Limsa Lominsa multiple times. Each time he's gotten away via pickpocketing or straight-up mugging some hapless rich fellow. They don't need all that money, anyway. He hasn't been caught. Almost, but not quite yet.
===Appearance===
He's bigger for a miqo'te. More muscular than that usual lean build, a bit over average height but not much. His posture focuses on intimidation, but at this point it's automatic. He's Keeper- pale, with dark hair. Face constantly in a frown, nose angled a little to the side as a result of a past break. Dressed in typical Limsan attire- he could easily pass for a pirate. He's essentially a pirate- he's crewed before, but he prefers staying on land. His hair is neat, and perfectly combed with too much pomade, which he's proud of, for some reason. He's somewhat obsessed with this concept, this unattainable ideal of "coolness." He tries hard to appear at his best- hair perfect, clothes perfect, fitness perfect, smile perfect- it's crooked, just a little bit.
===Personality===
He's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but it's a fact he's well aware of- he doesn't aim for things he can't become, instead focusing on what he can. He's strong, fit, good with his stabbers; but the man is no genius. Far from it. He's dumb. Dumb, ignorant, immature, a bit childish. He tries to be cool, be that one guy that everybody looks at and says, "damn." His self-image is very skewed, kept at impossibly high regard yet easily brought down with an insult or two. He tries too hard. When he attempts to flirt with pretty girls, which is often- and the results tend to be fairly dismal, he's fishing for compliments. Not what you'd think from a guy approaching in a tavern and asking to buy you a drink, but that's his way. He'll tell you how pretty you are, how nice you look, how great that outfit rests against your form, a work of art, a goddess in mortal flesh- all the while waiting for a compliment in return. It's fairly sad, actually.
Mikh'a lives his life in the present. He doesn't care for the past- it's in the past. His vision of the future is only really focused on tomorrow, or the day after. He lives for the job. It's a cycle. Work, adrenaline, passion, energy. That's the job. He'll do the job, he'll get paid. He'll spend the money, he'll find another quick job. That's how it is. Thankfully, the lad is maturing a bit and starting to realize that's not exactly a good way to live. He's on the lookout for a continuous, paying job.
He's got a smile like he's laughing at something you don't quite know yet. It's cheeky, it's sarcastic; to call it a full smile would be to disregard the word smirk entirely. It's almost always present on his face, growing and shrinking as the conversation progresses. It's proof that he's not quite serious about anything- which he should be. He still thinks life's a game, still thinks he's stronger than he is. That's not to say he can't get serious- if he's working a job, fighting, feeling the adrenaline- he'll be serious. But only than. He's incredibly loyal to the payoff, the money. He won't betray an employer. He loves the thrill of combat, especially if he's winning, not so much if his life's in danger. He's got a different smile in a fight- an aggressive smile, the grin of an adrenaline junkie. And he enjoys brawling. He's the type that can take quite a beating and get back up- his pain receptors don't seem to work as well as they should. He gets beat up often. He can fight well, yes, but only so well. Most of his techniques are based on intimidation, looking scary, flipping that knife around in the air and catching it behind his back. Though, his only real weaponskills lie in knifework and his collection of metal knuckles. He's got good aim with his throwing knives. He's also picked up the bow occasionally, in an odd tribute to his ancestry, but fails miserably at it and only practices occasionally to pass the time. To say he's a Keeper of the Moon would be wrong- he's a Limsa Lominsan. Raised there, lived there, rarely leaves except if the job takes him out. He had all the wrong role models growing up, and he doesn't care much about the big issues in the world that don't pertain to him directly. But, he's learning.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::*
::*
::*

===Dislikes===
::*
::*
::*

===Hobbies/Talents===
::*
::*
::*

===Other===
::*
::*
::*

==Relationships==
===Family===
-Kehda'sae Galanai (he took the surname in memory of Mikh), father. Their relationship is distant. The older Kehda'sae got, the more he was drawn to his books. He is a man, lost in time, lost in a tiny library of a home located somewhere in Limsa Lominsa. They don't talk much anymore. Last Mikh'a heard, his father was writing a book about a a sorceress who specialized in weather-based magic.

-Mikh Galanai, mother. Possibly still alive. Possibly not. He's never met her. She's probably still just as beautiful as she was twenty-something years ago.

===Friends===

===Enemies===

==Rumors==

==History/Timeline==
His mother was a (supposedly) forest Miqo'te named Mikh Galanai and she was a hurricane. She lived her life like a storm at sea, coming onto land with the force of an army and leaving just as soon. She was beautiful and alluring and mysterious and powerful. She was a goddess of lightning, a queen of wind, an empress of rain.

She came and she went, a mirage. Like a hurricane, she swept into Mikh'a's father; a swell of pure energy and love and passion. Everything she did crackled with intensity, with lightning. A chance meeting with in a tavern with a shy male Keeper, and the poor soul was swept up in her storms. She owned his heart within the day. The whirlwind carried him through a relationship as full as he could ever dream of, and as fleeting- she was a hurricane, after all. She left, and returned only to drop a baby on his doorstep. No note, no goodbye, no parting words. The storm had passed, and the ripple it made changed his life forever- he had a son.

Perhaps she was afraid of the responsibility children bring, family brings, relationships bring. Perhaps she was simply bored of Kehda'sae. Perhaps Kehda'sae was just a minor distraction, an affair, a little fun. Whatever the reason, the woman who loved him had left, and with her, the storm had passed.

Mikh had made him feel things, and without her, he felt empty. He missed her smile, like the sun appearing through the clouds. Her scent, like the flowers after a spring shower. Her love. Her. Kehda'sae was small, shy, wore glasses, and liked books. He was from a close-knit Gridanian family, and he had moved to Limsa Lominsa to study with the arcanists. He could hardly start a conversation with anyone, let alone a goddess like Mikh. Her eyes were like diamonds infused with the power of Ramuh and her lips tasted like the the rain in the early spring.

She was an adventurer or something, a traveler, not staying in one place, not ever. She stayed with Kehda'sae for a few moons, moving into his small apartment like it was hers'. Kehda'sae never quite did move on. He was so attached to that one face etched in his memory- he had never experienced someone like Mikh, and never would again. He lived in the past and focused too much on what he had known other than what he could know. He thought he saw her in the sky sometimes, at dawn. He devoted himself to his studies, with a preference to for history, and never loved again. He raised the child she'd left. He didn't know how many children Mikh had had beforehand, if any. He knew not what suffix to attach. So Mikh'a was just labeled as the firstborn. If not Mikh's, than Kehda'sae's.

Mikh'a wasn't all that close with his father. His father wasn't good at relationships. He was a man who could only be led, not lead. Mikh'a was raised more by the city than by Kehda'sae. He knew gangs from a young age, street brawling, thievery, dares and fun and that feeling of adrenaline that keeps pumping forever and ever. That once you've got, you can't let go of. Young Mikh'a lived for the thrill, lived for the superficial, lived for the odd jobs that he did and the money he earned. Money. Mikh'a learned to love money. Mikh'a Galanai was a product of the city of Limsa Lominsa, and he had much more of his mothers' genetics than his fathers'.

==RP Hooks (OOC)==
You might've met Mikh'a if you've lived in Limsa Lominsa, especially in the seedy underbelly. Maybe you're friends, or have worked together. You probably met him if you're a heroic type who does jobs busting drug lords and crime bosses and other illegal activities- it's more than likely that he was a goon you beat up, hired as a guard or thug. These are the two main ones.

==Annotations==

This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]

Koh'te Galanai

2017-04-01T20:12:27Z

Strawberrycake: Strawberrycake moved page Koh'te Galanai to Mikh'a Galanai

#REDIRECT [[Mikh'a Galanai]]

Mikh'a Galanai

2017-04-01T19:58:13Z

Strawberrycake:

Mikh'a Galanai

2017-04-01T19:55:52Z

Strawberrycake:

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==Character==
===General===
Mikh'a is an adventurer by name, a mercenary by trade, and a hired thug by occupation. Truthfully, his jobs only tend to revolve around guarding people and things, and he rarely leaves the city and surrounding areas. He's got connections to the darker parts of Limsa Lominsa and often does work for, with, and under people that're no doubt dabbling in the illegal side of piracy. His life mainly revolves around working a few jobs he finds, saving money, and going to the Gold Saucer. Where he proceeds to spend it all. Literally. He's found himself unable to purchase a ticket back to Limsa Lominsa multiple times. Each time he's gotten away via pickpocketing or straight-up mugging some hapless rich fellow. They don't need all that money, anyway. He hasn't been caught. Almost, but not quite yet.
===Appearance===
He's bigger for a miqo'te. More muscular than that usual lean build, a bit over average height but not much. His posture focuses on intimidation, but at this point it's automatic. He's Keeper- pale, with dark hair. Face constantly in a frown, nose angled a little to the side as a result of a past break. Dressed in typical Limsan attire- he could easily pass for a pirate. He's essentially a pirate- he's crewed before, but he prefers staying on land. His hair is neat, and perfectly combed with too much pomade, which he's proud of, for some reason. He's somewhat obsessed with this concept, this unattainable ideal of "coolness." He tries hard to appear at his best- hair perfect, clothes perfect, fitness perfect, smile perfect- it's crooked, just a little bit.
===Personality===
He's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but it's a fact he's well aware of- he doesn't aim for things he can't become, instead focusing on what he can. He's strong, fit, good with his stabbers; but the man is no genius. Far from it. He's dumb. Dumb, ignorant, immature, a bit childish. He tries to be cool, be that one guy that everybody looks at and says, "damn." His self-image is very skewed, kept at impossibly high regard yet easily brought down with an insult or two. He tries too hard. When he attempts to flirt with pretty girls, which is often- and the results tend to be fairly dismal, he's fishing for compliments. Not what you'd think from a guy approaching in a tavern and asking to buy you a drink, but that's his way. He'll tell you how pretty you are, how nice you look, how great that outfit rests against your form, a work of art, a goddess in mortal flesh- all the while waiting for a compliment in return. It's fairly sad, actually.
Mikh'a lives his life in the present. He doesn't care for the past- it's in the past. His vision of the future is only really focused on tomorrow, or the day after. He lives for the job. It's a cycle. Work, adrenaline, passion, energy. That's the job. He'll do the job, he'll get paid. He'll spend the money, he'll find another quick job. That's how it is. Thankfully, the lad is maturing a bit and starting to realize that's not exactly a good way to live. He's on the lookout for a continuous, paying job.
He's got a smile like he's laughing at something you don't quite know yet. It's cheeky, it's sarcastic; to call it a full smile would be to disregard the word smirk entirely. It's almost always present on his face, growing and shrinking as the conversation progresses. It's proof that he's not quite serious about anything- which he should be. He still thinks life's a game, still thinks he's stronger than he is. That's not to say he can't get serious- if he's working a job, fighting, feeling the adrenaline- he'll be serious. But only than. He's incredibly loyal to the payoff, the money. He won't betray an employer. He loves the thrill of combat, especially if he's winning, not so much if his life's in danger. He's got a different smile in a fight- an aggressive smile, the grin of an adrenaline junkie. And he enjoys brawling. He's the type that can take quite a beating and get back up- his pain receptors don't seem to work as well as they should. He gets beat up often. He can fight well, yes, but only so well. Most of his techniques are based on intimidation, looking scary, flipping that knife around in the air and catching it behind his back. Though, his only real weaponskills lie in knifework and his collection of metal knuckles. He's got good aim with his throwing knives. He's also picked up the bow occasionally, in an odd tribute to his ancestry, but fails miserably at it and only practices occasionally to pass the time. To say he's a Keeper of the Moon would be wrong- he's a Limsa Lominsan. Raised there, lived there, rarely leaves except if the job takes him out. He had all the wrong role models growing up, and he doesn't care much about the big issues in the world that don't pertain to him directly. But, he's learning.

==Tendencies==
===Likes===
::*
::*
::*

===Dislikes===
::*
::*
::*

===Hobbies/Talents===
::*
::*
::*

===Other===
::*
::*
::*

==Relationships==
===Family===
-Kehda'sae Galanai (he took the surname in memory of Mikh), father. Their relationship is distant. The older Kehda'sae got, the more he was drawn to his books. He is a man, lost in time, lost in a tiny library of a home located somewhere in Limsa Lominsa. They don't talk much anymore. Last Mikh'a heard, his father was writing a book about a a sorceress who specialized in weather-based magic.

-Mikh Galanai, mother. Possibly still alive. Possibly not. He's never met her. She's probably still just as beautiful as she was twenty-something years ago.

===Friends===

===Enemies===

==Rumors==

==History/Timeline==
His mother was a (supposedly) forest Miqo'te named Mikh Galanai and she was a hurricane. She lived her life like a storm at sea, coming onto land with the force of an army and leaving just as soon. She was beautiful and alluring and mysterious and powerful. She was a goddess of lightning, a queen of wind, an empress of rain.

She came and she went, a mirage. Like a hurricane, she swept into Mikh'a's father; a swell of pure energy and love and passion. Everything she did crackled with intensity, with lightning. A chance meeting with in a tavern with a shy male Keeper, and the poor soul was swept up in her storms. She owned his heart within the day. The whirlwind carried him through a relationship as full as he could ever dream of, and as fleeting- she was a hurricane, after all. She left, and returned only to drop a baby on his doorstep. No note, no goodbye, no parting words. The storm had passed, and the ripple it made changed his life forever- he had a son.

Perhaps she was afraid of the responsibility children bring, family brings, relationships bring. Perhaps she was simply bored of Kehda'sae. Perhaps Kehda'sae was just a minor distraction, an affair, a little fun. Whatever the reason, the woman who loved him had left, and with her, the storm had passed.

Mikh had made him feel things, and without her, he felt empty. He missed her smile, like the sun appearing through the clouds. Her scent, like the flowers after a spring shower. Her love. Her. Kehda'sae was small, shy, wore glasses, and liked books. He was from a close-knit Gridanian family, and he had moved to Limsa Lominsa to study with the arcanists. He could hardly start a conversation with anyone, let alone a goddess like Mikh. Her eyes were like diamonds infused with the power of Ramuh and her lips tasted like the the rain in the early spring.

She was an adventurer or something, a traveler, not staying in one place, not ever. She stayed with Kehda'sae for a few moons, moving into his small apartment like it was hers'. Kehda'sae never quite did move on. He was so attached to that one face etched in his memory- he had never experienced someone like Mikh, and never would again. He lived in the past and focused too much on what he had known other than what he could know. He thought he saw her in the sky sometimes, at dawn. He devoted himself to his studies, with a preference to for history, and never loved again. He raised the child she'd left. He didn't know how many children Mikh had had beforehand, if any. He knew not what suffix to attach. So Mikh'a was just labeled as the firstborn. If not Mikh's, than Kehda'sae's.

Mikh'a wasn't all that close with his father. His father wasn't good at relationships. He was a man who could only be led, not lead. Mikh'a was raised more by the city than by Kehda'sae. He knew gangs from a young age, street brawling, thievery, dares and fun and that feeling of adrenaline that keeps pumping forever and ever. That once you've got, you can't let go of. Young Mikh'a lived for the thrill, lived for the superficial, lived for the odd jobs that he did and the money he earned. Money. Mikh'a learned to love money. Mikh'a Galanai was a product of the city of Limsa Lominsa, and he had much more of his mothers' genetics than his fathers'.

==RP Hooks (OOC)==
You might've met Mikh'a if you've lived in Limsa Lominsa, especially in the seedy underbelly. Maybe you're friends, or have worked together. You probably met him if you're a heroic type who does jobs busting drug lords and crime bosses and other illegal activities- it's more than likely that he was a goon you beat up, hired as a guard or thug. These are the two main ones.

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X'ain Tia

2016-06-06T07:57:53Z

Strawberrycake:

He’s here again

and

I’m shattering into a million pieces, all over the floor, shards of glass and roses and broken hearts, glittering like bloody pink diamonds. Strewn like a child’s throw.
His name is X’ain Tia and sometimes I think he is the devil incarnate, if the devil wears the face of a prince with all of the world’s oceans trapped in his eyes, writhing and roiling and wishing to be set free.

He smells like gunpowder and magic, cheap cologne and brine, and that one kind of flower that only blooms at midnight. Ma tells me he’s unnatural, and I believe her. Uncanny, witchy, bad news, he is. But he don’t do anything to spook us, besides existing, so we let him stay.

He gives good tips, anyhow.

His skin is the most expensive type of caramel fudge on the top shelf of the candy store. His hair is blonde and brown and silver, and styled sleek and smooth like a noble’s. But he’s no noble. He’s a brigand and a troublemaker and a pirate, and has the telltale signs of someone who dances with things unseen on moonlit nights, things that shouldn’t be ever dealt with, not by folks who’re in the interest of keeping their souls intact.

As usual, he seats himself in the far corner of the inn, the darkest part of the room, the depths. He’s quiet, his feet make no sound as they cross the room, and I swear the temperature drops in the air around him. He moves with the grace of a dancer, a queen before her subjects, a spider moving toward its next meal. Elegant, severe, beautiful, terrifying.

I can feel his eyes

I can feel them all the way over here, somehow the deepest blue and the brightest gold all at once, glowing, I swear they’re glowing, and he’s looking directly at me. I can feel it all the way across the room and I know it and he knows it.

He’s grinning, too. He’s always grinning. He’s grinning like he knows something you don’t, something that’s incredibly hilarious, only he’s never gonna tell you, not ever. It’s just gonna be dangled above your head like the best of dog treats, only you’re the poor stupid dog who’s never gonna get it.

I hate I love I hate I love that smile

Those perfect white teeth, fangs, ready to sink into a fresh kill, a maiden’s neck, a steak from our inn. He always orders steak. And milk. Just like today.

X’ain Tia is a mystery. He is Miqo’te, one of the Sun ones, that much is certain. That is all that’s certain. He passes through town around once every two months or so, like a storm cloud, a black cat, a prince searching for his long lost love.

He stays at our tavern, he eats our steak and drinks our milk, and smiles at me, his smile that contains an unsaid attempt at flirtation, a forgotten joke, a thousand secrets tucked away in a padlocked box under his bed. And his eyes never blink.

X’ain Tia appears to be a trader. He is a merchant of things unseen, unknown, not meant to be seen or known. Not meant to be. He meets with other men and women. Often they’re unruly, frightening, more likely than not actual pirates. Other times they’re well-dressed, with hair perfect, fans fluttering, high-class. Seeking something. Seeking secrets? Ma says its drugs. I only half-believe her.

But he deals in something. It could be drugs, it could be love, it could be death, it could be damnation. He comes and goes, gliding in and out like a phantom, something that should’ve long been on the other side but for some reason remains, something that doesn’t belong, something that’s lost.

I am lost, in his eyes. They drown me.

I am in love with him.

How could I not be? He wears the skin of a prince come to take me away, has the ivory white smile of an angel, has the elegant beauty and mystique of a creature of the night. He is enticing, he is enchanting, he is terrible. He is repulsive and that is what he attracts me to him.

He is a piece of evil and I want him so badly.

I am terrible, too.

As I deliver his meal to him, he says his murmured thanks in that raspy voice devoid of any true thanks, and I stare at him. I stare at those kaleidoscope eyes, those doors to his soul, see the still pools of water in them, see the hidden depths of those seas roiling and churning, burning. I see the pain and the loss and the joy and the hate and the secrets, I see all the secrets, only they’re locked up in treasure chests at the very bottom, in sunken galleons, and I can’t pick the locks, and I’m running out of air so I have to swim to the surface as fast as possible because it’s getting hard to breathe and I’m gonna die and

“Did you want something?” he asks, he breathes, he sighs. He sounds like the wind passing through the trees at twilight, the distant roar of the ocean on the rocks, the dead clambering out of hell.

I ask something. I’m not sure, but I think it’s about his identity. I can’t tell.

He reiterates his name. As usual. I’ve gained nothing.

Then

he asks me a question in return. “Would you like your fortune told, Anna?” He asks, with that smirk of his, his voice rough, like a man’s. He is a man. He is not a fantastical forest spirit, dancing elegantly across the top of the water, sending out ripples which form complex patterns under the light of the stars and moon.

Sometimes I forget that.

“Or perhaps a love potion? Is there a boy you like, Anna?”

He shows me an expanse of tiny bottles, unseen, resting in pockets on the inside of his coat. Bottles which should contain tiny messages tossed about by the waves, but instead have managed to capture the contents of the entire universe, diluted into strange, multicolored liquids.

I cannot tell him that he is the one I love.

I cannot tell him that I’d rather dream about my future, on the stray hope that it’s with him, and not some foolish village boy.

I smile back at him and politely refuse but inside I’m bursting, I’m fireworks, I’m a field of daisies suddenly exploding into bloom. I am springtime and sunshine and knowledge of this mysterious man, this X’ain Tia, and I am content. For today.

I didn’t think until later that I’d never told him my name.

-

X’ain Tia is a witch-boy. He rides the sea, the skies, the world, and deals in potions and herbs and concoctions which produce unnatural results (some of which may be drugs, as Ma had claimed. Maybe). He himself is still unnatural, a fairy, a nymph, a mystery I’m slowly breaking apart. His clientele is only the unsavory and he seems to enjoy their company, that sort of rush of excitement that anything morally wrong might bring. Indeed, I’ve no doubts he operates as a pirate or bandit himself, as new scars are added with each consecutive visit. He is a king of thieves, a prince of brigands, an angel of wrong-doers and maritime lawbreakers. He
still smiles at me, and looks at me with those of eyes of his that contain whirlpools and typhoons and hurricanes

and

I drown

every time.

He lives on an island only he knows how to find because it doesn’t exist, and travels the world to sell his services. He is a merchant of love of fate and death and hate and dreams and illusions. He tells me stories of it, and of his travels, every time he visits, and I keep them recorded in my journal.

I still love him.

But it has faded with time. It is not the youthful infatuation it once was. It’s sort of like a tiny part of my heart will always belong to him, whether he knows it or not, but I have other loves. I am engaged to be married in a month’s time.

He’s glad to hear this. He says he might attend. Maybe.