https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/api.php?action=feedcontributions&feedformat=atom&user=Sylas 2026-06-27T09:18:14Z User contributions MediaWiki 1.31.3 https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Nigel_Beaulieu&diff=79043 2015-03-11T23:31:11Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Nigel Beaulieu<br /> | image = Nigel Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Nebulous<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Duskwight<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 20<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Single<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Performer and Thaumaturge<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'9&quot; / 170 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None that he names<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''Forever a WIP!<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Magic, specifically Thaumaturgy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Books<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowery language<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His own voice<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Machinery<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Touching people<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being touched<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Having his personal space invaded<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Pushy people<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/chaoticneutral.htmll Chaotic Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): An endless curiosity that borders on obsession<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Gridanian Hazelnuts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Water, he might say<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Blue, specifically the lighter shades<br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : An Elezen through-and-through, Nigel is a towering and occasionally looming structure of a young man. Too tall by some measurements and with limbs that are considered just long enough to draw a curious gaze. His movements are typically made with a great deal of care and grace, his years of life have taught him that it's all too easy to run one's head into a low-hanging beam or get caught on something when you're as tall as he. With skin of a far more tanned quality compared to his darker kin, Nigel claims that it's the result of spending many a year traveling beneath the boughs of the Twelveswood as opposed to living in the dank and cramped caves that many of his cousins make home. Hair is lightened by the same effect of the sun, coming to match the caramel quality of his skin. All-in-all, Nigel resembles a sculpture in some way. Each stroke of chisel carving out a harshly-defined and strict curve of flesh that can give the Duskwight a more severe appearance than he might like. If he were to hold perfectly still--one might even mistake him for such a creation if it wasn't for the pale gold of his eyes that flicker across all that passes before them, capturing and memorizing the smallest of details.<br /> <br /> : Ruthless, ambitious, uncaring. Words that have been used to describe this particular Duskwight by those who once knew him. Charming in an almost off-putting way, a man filled with cheshire smiles and lupine grins. Softly spoken words to soothe the spirit and put the mind at ease. Flowery language, broad and made with the strokes of an artist. Intelligent, curious, reckless. More words to describe a man that rather despises labels. A blossoming Thaumaturgist with a fascination for all things machine. An endless curiosity that drives him to, quite frankly, take everything apart with little regard to how well he'll be able to put it back together. He's quite good at putting things back together, mind you! Nimble fingers and a lean frame lend themselves to the working of a bow, a hunter's instinct languishing somewhere within the mind better put to magical endeavours.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : The story of Nigel Beaulieu is not one of grand complexity or harrowing moral dilemmas. He’d very much like everyone to think it was an average story for an unassuming individual, a tale that would remain muted and unspoken until long after he’s managed to pass from this world. The veracity of such a thing is, as always, up for interpretation. <br /> <br /> : Nigel was born amongst a burgeoning family of twelve. The youngest of the lot by the span of a year, he was in the position to never quite inherit much of anything of value while still bearing the load of expectations that his older siblings had never quite fulfilled. A trouper family--the sort of family that was tightly-knit with little room for the meddling of those they entertained. <br /> <br /> : It was during these earlier years that Nigel’s education began. Taught to read, write, dance, and sing, the young boy was quickly put to work as a means of minor distractions and bit-parts in his family’s stageplays. The allure of magecraft had settled into the boy’s mind during these halcyon time of petty thievery and boisterous entertainment. His Grandfather, a Thaumaturgist of no small skill, took Nigel under his proverbial wing once the boy had displayed the sort of responsibility one might expect from a child. The boy grew and learned, his thirst for the intricacies of Aether rivaled only by his passion for tinkering with the bits and baubles that made their way into the caravan’s coffers. If it could be taken apart, the young man’s nimble fingers made a point of making an absolute mess.<br /> <br /> : The Calamity came and brought with it suspicion of outsiders in the realms that Nigel’s family once visited. Questions were raised that had nothing in the way of answers, and it wasn’t long until Nigel’s family began to succumb to the rumors. Siblings were gaoled and in one frightening night, Nigel’s grandparents were found lynched and and murdered. <br /> <br /> : Drifting nigh-aimlessly in search of a community where they’d not be ostracized, the now-reduced group settled on the outskirts of Gridania in hopes that they might find some peace and solitude. A woman of no small wealth took an interest in Nigel--for all his sun-lavished skin and flowery language, he was a prize to be won. A refusal that went unheard, the woman’s body was found drifting amongst the Jadeite Flood. Nigel had already fled the city, hoping against hope that his family would not suffer for his misdeeds that had been spurred by wanton and unasked for liaises. <br /> <br /> : With the stories of his youth having taken root in his mind, Nigel sought out the city-state of Ul’dah to ingratiate himself amongst the ranks of the Ossuary where he might learn more of the art he once cherished. To perform deeds dark and whispered and to find his vengeance wherever he might.<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumors''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'boy ain't, uh... Well he's definitely not from 'round here.&quot; -A patron of the Quicksand<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;For fucks sake, he doesn't ever shut up. Heavens forbid he's inebriated. He might tell you one of his stories at that point.&quot; -An annoyed colleague within the Ossuary<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he comes from a traveling entertainer troupe. It's why he speaks like a fancy lad.&quot; -Another Quicksand patron<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;He's, uh. Definitely curious. Seems to have a bit of trouble understanding what 'company' means, but he's sweet enough?&quot; -An Ul'dahn Courtesan<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;From what I've heard, th'boy's been pokin' around th'black market of late. Askin' for all sorts of materials that he ain't s'pposed to have as an Acolyte.&quot; -A man that, by his own exclamations, is not shady in the least.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I--I, um. Um. I s-saw him kne-kneeling over a carcass, c-covered in bl-blood. He was, um. He w-was ch-chanting something. I r-ran before, um, before he noticed me.&quot; -A child.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Got hung from a tree, that one did. Saw'im dangle and kick and scream. When me and the others saw him performing on stage a few years later, we were convinced we'd seen a ghost. I'm just glad he didn't seem to take note of us. Maybe he don't remember. Either way, we got a kick outta watchin' his pappy weep.&quot; -A pleasant inhabitant of the Twelveswood<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[J'Nali Noe]] - A Seeker woman that Nigel met shortly after joining an organization that he speaks little of these days. Originally he sought her out to ask after her technical and mechanical prowess, thinking that she would be a fair hand to keep in the pocket. A few explosions later, they became friends. She's taken it upon herself to show him some of the ways of Ul'dah and thanks to a rather stunted view on romance and emotional connections, Nigel finds himself thoroughly confused as to how he feels about her. Is she a friend? Certainly. Is there more? His answer to that is to shrug a lot and blow something up. Or write an obnoxious poem.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> '''&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Nigel_Beaulieu&diff=79028 2015-03-11T21:59:06Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Nigel Beaulieu<br /> | image = Nigel Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Nebulous<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Duskwight<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 20<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Single<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Performer and Thaumaturge<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'9&quot; / 170 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None that he names<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''Forever a WIP!<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Magic, specifically Thaumaturgy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Books<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowery language<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His own voice<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Machinery<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Touching people<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being touched<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Having his personal space invaded<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Pushy people<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/chaoticneutral.htmll Chaotic Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): An endless curiosity that borders on obsession<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Gridanian Hazelnuts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Water, he might say<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Blue, specifically the lighter shades<br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : An Elezen through-and-through, Nigel is a towering and occasionally looming structure of a young man. Too tall by some measurements and with limbs that are considered just long enough to draw a curious gaze. His movements are typically made with a great deal of care and grace, his years of life have taught him that it's all too easy to run one's head into a low-hanging beam or get caught on something when you're as tall as he. With skin of a far more tanned quality compared to his darker kin, Nigel claims that it's the result of spending many a year traveling beneath the boughs of the Twelveswood as opposed to living in the dank and cramped caves that many of his cousins make home. Hair is lightened by the same effect of the sun, coming to match the caramel quality of his skin. All-in-all, Nigel resembles a sculpture in some way. Each stroke of chisel carving out a harshly-defined and strict curve of flesh that can give the Duskwight a more severe appearance than he might like. If he were to hold perfectly still--one might even mistake him for such a creation if it wasn't for the pale gold of his eyes that flicker across all that passes before them, capturing and memorizing the smallest of details.<br /> <br /> : Ruthless, ambitious, uncaring. Words that have been used to describe this particular Duskwight by those who once knew him. Charming in an almost off-putting way, a man filled with cheshire smiles and lupine grins. Softly spoken words to soothe the spirit and put the mind at ease. Flowery language, broad and made with the strokes of an artist. Intelligent, curious, reckless. More words to describe a man that rather despises labels. A blossoming Thaumaturgist with a fascination for all things machine. An endless curiosity that drives him to, quite frankly, take everything apart with little regard to how well he'll be able to put it back together. He's quite good at putting things back together, mind you! Nimble fingers and a lean frame lend themselves to the working of a bow, a hunter's instinct languishing somewhere within the mind better put to magical endeavours.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : The story of Nigel Beaulieu is not one of grand complexity or harrowing moral dilemmas. He’d very much like everyone to think it was an average story for an unassuming individual, a tale that would remain muted and unspoken until long after he’s managed to pass from this world. The veracity of such a thing is, as always, up for interpretation. <br /> <br /> : Nigel was born amongst a burgeoning family of twelve. The youngest of the lot by the span of a year, he was in the position to never quite inherit much of anything of value while still bearing the load of expectations that his older siblings had never quite fulfilled. A trouper family--the sort of family that was tightly-knit with little room for the meddling of those they entertained. <br /> <br /> : It was during these earlier years that Nigel’s education began. Taught to read, write, dance, and sing, the young boy was quickly put to work as a means of minor distractions and bit-parts in his family’s stageplays. The allure of magecraft had settled into the boy’s mind during these halcyon time of petty thievery and boisterous entertainment. His Grandfather, a Thaumaturgist of no small skill, took Nigel under his proverbial wing once the boy had displayed the sort of responsibility one might expect from a child. The boy grew and learned, his thirst for the intricacies of Aether rivaled only by his passion for tinkering with the bits and baubles that made their way into the caravan’s coffers. If it could be taken apart, the young man’s nimble fingers made a point of making an absolute mess.<br /> <br /> : The Calamity came and brought with it suspicion of outsiders in the realms that Nigel’s family once visited. Questions were raised that had nothing in the way of answers, and it wasn’t long until Nigel’s family began to succumb to the rumors. Siblings were gaoled and in one frightening night, Nigel’s grandparents were found lynched and and murdered. <br /> <br /> : Drifting nigh-aimlessly in search of a community where they’d not be ostracized, the now-reduced group settled on the outskirts of Gridania in hopes that they might find some peace and solitude. A woman of no small wealth took an interest in Nigel--for all his sun-lavished skin and flowery language, he was a prize to be won. A refusal that went unheard, the woman’s body was found drifting amongst the Jadeite Flood. Nigel had already fled the city, hoping against hope that his family would not suffer for his misdeeds that had been spurred by wanton and unasked for liaises. <br /> <br /> : With the stories of his youth having taken root in his mind, Nigel sought out the city-state of Ul’dah to ingratiate himself amongst the ranks of the Ossuary where he might learn more of the art he once cherished. To perform deeds dark and whispered and to find his vengeance wherever he might.<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumors''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'boy ain't, uh... Well he's definitely not from 'round here.&quot; -A patron of the Quicksand<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;For fucks sake, he doesn't ever shut up. Heavens forbid he's inebriated. He might tell you one of his stories at that point.&quot; -An annoyed colleague within the Ossuary<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he comes from a traveling entertainer troupe. It's why he speaks like a fancy lad.&quot; -Another Quicksand patron<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;He's, uh. Definitely curious. Seems to have a bit of trouble understanding what 'company' means, but he's sweet enough?&quot; -An Ul'dahn Courtesan<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;From what I've heard, th'boy's been pokin' around th'black market of late. Askin' for all sorts of materials that he ain't s'pposed to have as an Acolyte.&quot; -A man that, by his own exclamations, is not shady in the least.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I--I, um. Um. I s-saw him kne-kneeling over a carcass, c-covered in bl-blood. He was, um. He w-was ch-chanting something. I r-ran before, um, before he noticed me.&quot; -A child.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[J'Nali Noe]] - A Seeker woman that Nigel met shortly after joining an organization that he speaks little of these days. Originally he sought her out to ask after her technical and mechanical prowess, thinking that she would be a fair hand to keep in the pocket. A few explosions later, they became friends. She's taken it upon herself to show him some of the ways of Ul'dah and thanks to a rather stunted view on romance and emotional connections, Nigel finds himself thoroughly confused as to how he feels about her. Is she a friend? Certainly. Is there more? His answer to that is to shrug a lot and blow something up. Or write an obnoxious poem.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> '''&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Nigel_Beaulieu&diff=79027 2015-03-11T21:58:46Z

<p>Sylas: Created page with &quot;{{Infobox-character | name = Nigel Beaulieu | image = Nigel Avatar.png | imagewidth = 250 | gender = Male | citizenship = Nebulous | race = Elezen | clan = Duskwight | stat_1...&quot;</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Nigel Beaulieu<br /> | image = Nigel Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Nebulous<br /> | race = Elezen<br /> | clan = Duskwight<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 20<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Single<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = Performer and Thaumaturge<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'9&quot; / 170 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None that he names<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''Forever a WIP!<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Magic, specifically Thaumaturgy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Books<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Flowery language<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; His own voice<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Machinery<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Touching people<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Being touched<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Having his personal space invaded<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Pushy people<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Skills''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/chaoticneutral.htmll Chaotic Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): An endless curiosity that borders on obsession<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Gridanian Hazelnuts<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Water, he might say<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Blue, specifically the lighter shades<br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : An Elezen through-and-through, Nigel is a towering and occasionally looming structure of a young man. Too tall by some measurements and with limbs that are considered just long enough to draw a curious gaze. His movements are typically made with a great deal of care and grace, his years of life have taught him that it's all too easy to run one's head into a low-hanging beam or get caught on something when you're as tall as he. With skin of a far more tanned quality compared to his darker kin, Nigel claims that it's the result of spending many a year traveling beneath the boughs of the Twelveswood as opposed to living in the dank and cramped caves that many of his cousins make home. Hair is lightened by the same effect of the sun, coming to match the caramel quality of his skin. All-in-all, Nigel resembles a sculpture in some way. Each stroke of chisel carving out a harshly-defined and strict curve of flesh that can give the Duskwight a more severe appearance than he might like. If he were to hold perfectly still--one might even mistake him for such a creation if it wasn't for the pale gold of his eyes that flicker across all that passes before them, capturing and memorizing the smallest of details.<br /> <br /> : Ruthless, ambitious, uncaring. Words that have been used to describe this particular Duskwight by those who once knew him. Charming in an almost off-putting way, a man filled with cheshire smiles and lupine grins. Softly spoken words to soothe the spirit and put the mind at ease. Flowery language, broad and made with the strokes of an artist. Intelligent, curious, reckless. More words to describe a man that rather despises labels. A blossoming Thaumaturgist with a fascination for all things machine. An endless curiosity that drives him to, quite frankly, take everything apart with little regard to how well he'll be able to put it back together. He's quite good at putting things back together, mind you! Nimble fingers and a lean frame lend themselves to the working of a bow, a hunter's instinct languishing somewhere within the mind better put to magical endeavours.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> : The story of Nigel Beaulieu is not one of grand complexity or harrowing moral dilemmas. He’d very much like everyone to think it was an average story for an unassuming individual, a tale that would remain muted and unspoken until long after he’s managed to pass from this world. The veracity of such a thing is, as always, up for interpretation. <br /> <br /> : Nigel was born amongst a burgeoning family of twelve. The youngest of the lot by the span of a year, he was in the position to never quite inherit much of anything of value while still bearing the load of expectations that his older siblings had never quite fulfilled. A trouper family--the sort of family that was tightly-knit with little room for the meddling of those they entertained. <br /> <br /> : It was during these earlier years that Nigel’s education began. Taught to read, write, dance, and sing, the young boy was quickly put to work as a means of minor distractions and bit-parts in his family’s stageplays. The allure of magecraft had settled into the boy’s mind during these halcyon time of petty thievery and boisterous entertainment. His Grandfather, a Thaumaturgist of no small skill, took Nigel under his proverbial wing once the boy had displayed the sort of responsibility one might expect from a child. The boy grew and learned, his thirst for the intricacies of Aether rivaled only by his passion for tinkering with the bits and baubles that made their way into the caravan’s coffers. If it could be taken apart, the young man’s nimble fingers made a point of making an absolute mess.<br /> <br /> : The Calamity came and brought with it suspicion of outsiders in the realms that Nigel’s family once visited. Questions were raised that had nothing in the way of answers, and it wasn’t long until Nigel’s family began to succumb to the rumors. Siblings were gaoled and in one frightening night, Nigel’s grandparents were found lynched and and murdered. <br /> <br /> : Drifting nigh-aimlessly in search of a community where they’d not be ostracized, the now-reduced group settled on the outskirts of Gridania in hopes that they might find some peace and solitude. A woman of no small wealth took an interest in Nigel--for all his sun-lavished skin and flowery language, he was a prize to be won. A refusal that went unheard, the woman’s body was found drifting amongst the Jadeite Flood. Nigel had already fled the city, hoping against hope that his family would not suffer for his misdeeds that had been spurred by wanton and unasked for liaises. <br /> <br /> : With the stories of his youth having taken root in his mind, Nigel sought out the city-state of Ul’dah to ingratiate himself amongst the ranks of the Ossuary where he might learn more of the art he once cherished. To perform deeds dark and whispered and to find his vengeance wherever he might.<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumors''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'boy ain't, uh... Well he's definitely not from 'round here.&quot; -A patron of the Quicksand<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;For fucks sake, he doesn't ever shut up. Heavens forbid he's inebriated. He might tell you one of his stories at that point.&quot; -An annoyed colleague within the Ossuary<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he comes from a traveling entertainer troupe. It's why he speaks like a fancy lad.&quot; -Another Quicksand patron<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;He's, uh. Definitely curious. Seems to have a bit of trouble understanding what 'company' means, but he's sweet enough?&quot; -An Ul'dahn Courtesan<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;From what I've heard, th'boy's been pokin' around th'black market of late. Askin' for all sorts of materials that he ain't s'pposed to have as an Acolyte.&quot; -A man that, by his own exclamations, is not shady in the least.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I--I, um. Um. I s-saw him kne-kneeling over a carcass, c-covered in bl-blood. He was, um. He w-was ch-chanting something. I r-ran before, um, before he noticed me.&quot; -A child.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[J'Nali Noe]] - A Seeker woman that Nigel met shortly after joining an organization that he speaks little of these days. Originally he sought her out to ask after her technical and mechanical prowess, thinking that she would be a fair hand to keep in the pocket. A few explosions later, they became friends. She's taken it upon herself to show him some of the ways of Ul'dah and thanks to a rather stunted view on romance and emotional connections, Nigel finds himself thoroughly confused as to how he feels about her. Is she a friend? Certainly. Is there more? His answer to that is to shrug a lot and blow something up. Or write an obnoxious poem.<br /> <br /> <br /> '''There are a million other people that Sylas has interacted with. His player is just lazy and is very slow in writing short blurbs about them!<br /> '''&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Nigel_Avatar.png&diff=79024 2015-03-11T21:27:02Z

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Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=67105 2014-12-29T04:28:44Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel. There is a period of time here where Sylas is rumored to have become an executioner for the Syndicate. Those who committed crimes against the organization were thrown into the ring against him, supposedly, and if they managed to bleed the fighter they earned their freedom. To lose was to be killed. These rumors were substantiated when several 'accidents' took place during Sylas' fights in the form of the man slaying his opponent. He never saw the reach of the law for these killings, for accidents surely happen when a sword is used for sport.<br /> <br /> :: Eventually the pre-Calamity Age of Adventurers began. Having dreamt of traveling the world since his boyhood and having been retired by the powers that be in the Bloodsands, Sylas eagerly joined up with an adventuring company to make his mark on the world. He would be a Hero. He would set the world right. Using nothing but his blade and willpower, Sylas would become a name known across the land. But as we all know, the grandest dreams come tumbling down the hardest. A series of failures that he outright refuses to talk about led to the man joining the reformed Immortal Flames for a short time. He was part of a coordinated offense to slay the newly-summoned Amal'jaa Primal, Ifrit. This operation was considered a total failure when only a handful of those sent out returned alive. They spoke of their own allies turning against them in a sudden and unexpected fervor. With broken spirits, they could only wait and listen to the tales brought back by Louisoix and his forces.<br /> <br /> :: Some might say that the knowledge of the Echo is what shattered Sylas' ideals. After all, who wouldn't be disheartened to know that there were some that were simply &quot;chosen&quot; to be heroes while the rest of the world could only watch. <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;The Calamity - Present&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Sylas was at Cartenau when the Mad Garlean's plan came to fruition. The day is one the man hardly remembers, as seems to be standard answer most that were present give. Whether or not that's the truth of it is another matter entirely. He spent the next six years performing various sellsword-oriented tasks. The man has taken to calling himself a 'Hunter' these days. If something's lost, he'll find it. <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumors''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently he was calling himself an information broker until relatively recently. Terrible business, that. Everyone seems to be involved in it these days. Too much competition.&quot;'' -A concerned Ul'dahn whore.<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Ta'kheo Nunh]] - Once upon a time (as in recently) these two shared a lover. Neither of them were very happy with the situation, as it had the two men frequently at odds with one-another due to the unexpected situation. They had begun to come to terms with the arrangement before it completely fell apart in a rather dramatic manner. Now neither of them seek the other man out, but if they were to cross paths there'd likely be nothing in the way of bad blood. Sometimes it's best to realize that distaste is not dislike.<br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Renaud Becquerel]] - The Captain of the Coral Sea and one of the few men to outright have Sylas' respect. Renaud and he have never been absurdly close, but if the man calls, Sylas will always do his utmost to come to his aid. <br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; L'Vi Lyrre - This woman was once Sylas' lover. While their relationship was a thing built almost entirely on passion and spur-of-the-moment decision making, she claimed to see something in the Highlander that few others could. While Sylas put more and more of himself into the relationship, she sought comforts that he could never claim to understand. Over time he came to realize that the only thing she saw in him was the potential for Sylas to become an animal caged by her will. He allowed the woman to drown herself in self-inflicted misery when he abandoned her twisted ideals. Last he'd heard she returned to the Deserts of her birth, but he claims that if he were to see her again it would not be a kind thing.<br /> <br /> <br /> '''There are a million other people that Sylas has interacted with. His player is just lazy and is very slow in writing short blurbs about them!<br /> '''&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=67104 2014-12-29T04:28:19Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel. There is a period of time here where Sylas is rumored to have become an executioner for the Syndicate. Those who committed crimes against the organization were thrown into the ring against him, supposedly, and if they managed to bleed the fighter they earned their freedom. To lose was to be killed. These rumors were substantiated when several 'accidents' took place during Sylas' fights in the form of the man slaying his opponent. He never saw the reach of the law for these killings, for accidents surely happen when a sword is used for sport.<br /> <br /> :: Eventually the pre-Calamity Age of Adventurers began. Having dreamt of traveling the world since his boyhood and having been retired by the powers that be in the Bloodsands, Sylas eagerly joined up with an adventuring company to make his mark on the world. He would be a Hero. He would set the world right. Using nothing but his blade and willpower, Sylas would become a name known across the land. But as we all know, the grandest dreams come tumbling down the hardest. A series of failures that he outright refuses to talk about led to the man joining the reformed Immortal Flames for a short time. He was part of a coordinated offense to slay the newly-summoned Amal'jaa Primal, Ifrit. This operation was considered a total failure when only a handful of those sent out returned alive. They spoke of their own allies turning against them in a sudden and unexpected fervor. With broken spirits, they could only wait and listen to the tales brought back by Louisoix and his forces.<br /> <br /> :: Some might say that the knowledge of the Echo is what shattered Sylas' ideals. After all, who wouldn't be disheartened to know that there were some that were simply &quot;chosen&quot; to be heroes while the rest of the world could only watch. <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;The Calamity - Present&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Sylas was at Cartenau when the Mad Garlean's plan came to fruition. The day is one the man hardly remembers, as seems to be standard answer most that were present give. Whether or not that's the truth of it is another matter entirely. He spent the next six years performing various sellsword-oriented tasks. The man has taken to calling himself a 'Hunter' these days. If something's lost, he'll find it. <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumors''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently he was calling himself an information broker until relatively recently. Terrible business, that. Everyone seems to be involved in it these days. Too much competition.&quot;'' -A concerned Ul'dahn whore.<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Ta'kheo Nunh]] - Once upon a time (as in recently) these two shared a lover. Neither of them were very happy with the situation, as it had the two men frequently at odds with one-another due to the unexpected situation. They had begun to come to terms with the arrangement before it completely fell apart in a rather dramatic manner. Now neither of them seek the other man out, but if they were to cross paths there'd likely be nothing in the way of bad blood. Sometimes it's best to realize that distaste is not dislike.<br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Renaud Becquerel]] - The Captain of the Coral Sea and one of the few men to outright have Sylas' respect. Renaud and he have never been absurdly close, but if the man calls, Sylas will always do his utmost to come to his aid. <br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; L'Vi Lyrre - This woman was once Sylas' lover. While their relationship was a thing built almost entirely on passion and spur-of-the-moment decision making, she claimed to see something in the Highlander that few others could. While Sylas put more and more of himself into the relationship, she sought comforts that he could never claim to understand. Over time he came to realize that the only thing she saw in him was the potential for Sylas to become an animal caged by her will. He allowed the woman to drown herself in self-inflicted misery when he abandoned her twisted ideals. Last he'd heard she returned to the Deserts of her birth, but he claims that if he were to see her again it would not be a kind thing.<br /> <br /> There are a million other people that Sylas has interacted with. His player is just lazy and is very slow in writing short blurbs about them!<br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66877 2014-12-27T02:13:26Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel. There is a period of time here where Sylas is rumored to have become an executioner for the Syndicate. Those who committed crimes against the organization were thrown into the ring against him, supposedly, and if they managed to bleed the fighter they earned their freedom. To lose was to be killed. These rumors were substantiated when several 'accidents' took place during Sylas' fights in the form of the man slaying his opponent. He never saw the reach of the law for these killings, for accidents surely happen when a sword is used for sport.<br /> <br /> :: Eventually the pre-Calamity Age of Adventurers began. Having dreamt of traveling the world since his boyhood and having been retired by the powers that be in the Bloodsands, Sylas eagerly joined up with an adventuring company to make his mark on the world. He would be a Hero. He would set the world right. Using nothing but his blade and willpower, Sylas would become a name known across the land. But as we all know, the grandest dreams come tumbling down the hardest. A series of failures that he outright refuses to talk about led to the man joining the reformed Immortal Flames for a short time. He was part of a coordinated offense to slay the newly-summoned Amal'jaa Primal, Ifrit. This operation was considered a total failure when only a handful of those sent out returned alive. They spoke of their own allies turning against them in a sudden and unexpected fervor. With broken spirits, they could only wait and listen to the tales brought back by Louisoix and his forces.<br /> <br /> :: Some might say that the knowledge of the Echo is what shattered Sylas' ideals. After all, who wouldn't be disheartened to know that there were some that were simply &quot;chosen&quot; to be heroes while the rest of the world could only watch. <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;The Calamity - Present&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Sylas was at Cartenau when the Mad Garlean's plan came to fruition. The day is one the man hardly remembers, as seems to be standard answer most that were present give. Whether or not that's the truth of it is another matter entirely. He spent the next six years performing various sellsword-oriented tasks. The man has taken to calling himself a 'Hunter' these days. If something's lost, he'll find it. <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumors''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently he was calling himself an information broker until relatively recently. Terrible business, that. Everyone seems to be involved in it these days. Too much competition.&quot;'' -A concerned Ul'dahn whore.<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Ta'kheo Nunh]] - Once upon a time (as in recently) these two shared a lover. Neither of them were very happy with the situation, as it had the two men frequently at odds with one-another due to the unexpected situation. They had begun to come to terms with the arrangement before it completely fell apart in a rather dramatic manner. Now neither of them seek the other man out, but if they were to cross paths there'd likely be nothing in the way of bad blood. Sometimes it's best to realize that distaste is not dislike.<br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Renaud Becquerel]] - The Captain of the Coral Sea and one of the few men to outright have Sylas' respect. Renaud and he have never been absurdly close, but if the man calls, Sylas will always do his utmost to come to his aid. <br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; L'Vi Lyrre - This woman was once Sylas' lover. While their relationship was a thing built almost entirely on passion and spur-of-the-moment decision making, she claimed to see something in the Highlander that few others could. While Sylas put more and more of himself into the relationship, she sought comforts that he could never claim to understand. Over time he came to realize that the only thing she saw in him was the potential for Sylas to become an animal caged by her will. He allowed the woman to drown herself in self-inflicted misery when he abandoned her twisted ideals. Last he'd heard she returned to the Deserts of her birth, but he claims that if he were to see her again it would not be a kind thing.<br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66872 2014-12-27T02:08:19Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel. There is a period of time here where Sylas is rumored to have become an executioner for the Syndicate. Those who committed crimes against the organization were thrown into the ring against him, supposedly, and if they managed to bleed the fighter they earned their freedom. To lose was to be killed. These rumors were substantiated when several 'accidents' took place during Sylas' fights in the form of the man slaying his opponent. He never saw the reach of the law for these killings, for accidents surely happen when a sword is used for sport.<br /> <br /> :: Eventually the pre-Calamity Age of Adventurers began. Having dreamt of traveling the world since his boyhood and having been retired by the powers that be in the Bloodsands, Sylas eagerly joined up with an adventuring company to make his mark on the world. He would be a Hero. He would set the world right. Using nothing but his blade and willpower, Sylas would become a name known across the land. But as we all know, the grandest dreams come tumbling down the hardest. A series of failures that he outright refuses to talk about led to the man joining the reformed Immortal Flames for a short time. He was part of a coordinated offense to slay the newly-summoned Amal'jaa Primal, Ifrit. This operation was considered a total failure when only a handful of those sent out returned alive. They spoke of their own allies turning against them in a sudden and unexpected fervor. With broken spirits, they could only wait and listen to the tales brought back by Louisoix and his forces.<br /> <br /> :: Some might say that the knowledge of the Echo is what shattered Sylas' ideals. After all, who wouldn't be disheartened to know that there were some that were simply &quot;chosen&quot; to be heroes while the rest of the world could only watch. <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;The Calamity - Present&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Sylas was at Cartenau when the Mad Garlean's plan came to fruition. The day is one the man hardly remembers, as seems to be standard answer most that were present give. Whether or not that's the truth of it is another matter entirely. He spent the next six years performing various sellsword-oriented tasks. The man has taken to calling himself a 'Hunter' these days. If something's lost, he'll find it. <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumors''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently he was calling himself an information broker until relatively recently. Terrible business, that. Everyone seems to be involved in it these days. Too much competition.&quot;'' -A concerned Ul'dahn whore.<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Ta'kheo Nunh]] - Once upon a time (as in recently) these two shared a lover. Neither of them were very happy with the situation, as it had the two men frequently at odds with one-another due to the unexpected situation. They had begun to come to terms with the arrangement before it completely fell apart in a rather dramatic manner. Now neither of them seek the other man out, but if they were to cross paths there'd likely be nothing in the way of bad blood. Sometimes it's best to realize that distaste is not dislike.<br /> <br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; [[Renaud Becquerel]] - The Captain of the Coral Sea and one of the few men to outright have Sylas' respect. Renaud and he have never been absurdly close, but if the man calls, Sylas will always do his utmost to come to his aid. <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66869 2014-12-27T02:03:02Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel. There is a period of time here where Sylas is rumored to have become an executioner for the Syndicate. Those who committed crimes against the organization were thrown into the ring against him, supposedly, and if they managed to bleed the fighter they earned their freedom. To lose was to be killed. These rumors were substantiated when several 'accidents' took place during Sylas' fights in the form of the man slaying his opponent. He never saw the reach of the law for these killings, for accidents surely happen when a sword is used for sport.<br /> <br /> :: Eventually the pre-Calamity Age of Adventurers began. Having dreamt of traveling the world since his boyhood and having been retired by the powers that be in the Bloodsands, Sylas eagerly joined up with an adventuring company to make his mark on the world. He would be a Hero. He would set the world right. Using nothing but his blade and willpower, Sylas would become a name known across the land. But as we all know, the grandest dreams come tumbling down the hardest. A series of failures that he outright refuses to talk about led to the man joining the reformed Immortal Flames for a short time. He was part of a coordinated offense to slay the newly-summoned Amal'jaa Primal, Ifrit. This operation was considered a total failure when only a handful of those sent out returned alive. They spoke of their own allies turning against them in a sudden and unexpected fervor. With broken spirits, they could only wait and listen to the tales brought back by Louisoix and his forces.<br /> <br /> :: Some might say that the knowledge of the Echo is what shattered Sylas' ideals. After all, who wouldn't be disheartened to know that there were some that were simply &quot;chosen&quot; to be heroes while the rest of the world could only watch. <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;The Calamity - Present&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Sylas was at Cartenau when the Mad Garlean's plan came to fruition. The day is one the man hardly remembers, as seems to be standard answer most that were present give. Whether or not that's the truth of it is another matter entirely. He spent the next six years performing various sellsword-oriented tasks. The man has taken to calling himself a 'Hunter' these days. If something's lost, he'll find it. <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Rumors''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently he was calling himself an information broker until relatively recently. Terrible business, that. Everyone seems to be involved in it these days. Too much competition.&quot;'' -A concerned Ul'dahn whore.<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66868 2014-12-27T02:02:41Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel. There is a period of time here where Sylas is rumored to have become an executioner for the Syndicate. Those who committed crimes against the organization were thrown into the ring against him, supposedly, and if they managed to bleed the fighter they earned their freedom. To lose was to be killed. These rumors were substantiated when several 'accidents' took place during Sylas' fights in the form of the man slaying his opponent. He never saw the reach of the law for these killings, for accidents surely happen when a sword is used for sport.<br /> <br /> :: Eventually the pre-Calamity Age of Adventurers began. Having dreamt of traveling the world since his boyhood and having been retired by the powers that be in the Bloodsands, Sylas eagerly joined up with an adventuring company to make his mark on the world. He would be a Hero. He would set the world right. Using nothing but his blade and willpower, Sylas would become a name known across the land. But as we all know, the grandest dreams come tumbling down the hardest. A series of failures that he outright refuses to talk about led to the man joining the reformed Immortal Flames for a short time. He was part of a coordinated offense to slay the newly-summoned Amal'jaa Primal, Ifrit. This operation was considered a total failure when only a handful of those sent out returned alive. They spoke of their own allies turning against them in a sudden and unexpected fervor. With broken spirits, they could only wait and listen to the tales brought back by Louisoix and his forces.<br /> <br /> :: Some might say that the knowledge of the Echo is what shattered Sylas' ideals. After all, who wouldn't be disheartened to know that there were some that were simply &quot;chosen&quot; to be heroes while the rest of the world could only watch. <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;The Calamity - Present&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Sylas was at Cartenau when the Mad Garlean's plan came to fruition. The day is one the man hardly remembers, as seems to be standard answer most that were present give. Whether or not that's the truth of it is another matter entirely. He spent the next six years performing various sellsword-oriented tasks. The man has taken to calling himself a 'Hunter' these days. If something's lost, he'll find it. <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently he was calling himself an information broker until relatively recently. Terrible business, that. Everyone seems to be involved in it these days. Too much competition.&quot;'' -A concerned Ul'dahn whore.<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Relations''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66867 2014-12-27T01:58:21Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel. There is a period of time here where Sylas is rumored to have become an executioner for the Syndicate. Those who committed crimes against the organization were thrown into the ring against him, supposedly, and if they managed to bleed the fighter they earned their freedom. To lose was to be killed. These rumors were substantiated when several 'accidents' took place during Sylas' fights in the form of the man slaying his opponent. He never saw the reach of the law for these killings, for accidents surely happen when a sword is used for sport.<br /> <br /> :: Eventually the pre-Calamity Age of Adventurers began. Having dreamt of traveling the world since his boyhood and having been retired by the powers that be in the Bloodsands, Sylas eagerly joined up with an adventuring company to make his mark on the world. He would be a Hero. He would set the world right. Using nothing but his blade and willpower, Sylas would become a name known across the land. But as we all know, the grandest dreams come tumbling down the hardest. A series of failures that he outright refuses to talk about led to the man joining the reformed Immortal Flames for a short time. He was part of a coordinated offense to slay the newly-summoned Amal'jaa Primal, Ifrit. This operation was considered a total failure when only a handful of those sent out returned alive. They spoke of their own allies turning against them in a sudden and unexpected fervor. With broken spirits, they could only wait and listen to the tales brought back by Louisoix and his forces.<br /> <br /> :: Some might say that the knowledge of the Echo is what shattered Sylas' ideals. After all, who wouldn't be disheartened to know that there were some that were simply &quot;chosen&quot; to be heroes while the rest of the world could only watch. <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;The Calamity - Present&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Sylas was at Cartenau when the Mad Garlean's plan came to fruition. The day is one the man hardly remembers, as seems to be standard answer most that were present give. Whether or not that's the truth of it is another matter entirely. He spent the next six years performing various sellsword-oriented tasks. The man has taken to calling himself a 'Hunter' these days. If something's lost, he'll find it. <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently he was calling himself an information broker until relatively recently. Terrible business, that. Everyone seems to be involved in it these days. Too much competition.&quot;'' -A concerned Ul'dahn whore.<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66865 2014-12-27T01:46:56Z

<p>Sylas: /* Biography */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel. There is a period of time here where Sylas is rumored to have become an executioner for the Syndicate. Those who committed crimes against the organization were thrown into the ring against him, supposedly, and if they managed to bleed the fighter they earned their freedom. To lose was to be killed. These rumors were substantiated when several 'accidents' took place during Sylas' fights in the form of the man slaying his opponent. He never saw the reach of the law for these killings, for accidents surely happen when a sword is used for sport.<br /> <br /> :: Eventually the pre-Calamity Age of Adventurers began. Having dreamt of traveling the world since his boyhood and having been retired by the powers that be in the Bloodsands, Sylas eagerly joined up with an adventuring company to make his mark on the world. He would be a Hero. He would set the world right. Using nothing but his blade and willpower, Sylas would become a name known across the land. But as we all know, the grandest dreams come tumbling down the hardest. A series of failures that he outright refuses to talk about led to the man joining the reformed Immortal Flames for a short time. He was part of a coordinated offense to slay the newly-summoned Amal'jaa Primal, Ifrit. This operation was considered a total failure when only a handful of those sent out returned alive. They spoke of their own allies turning against them in a sudden and unexpected fervor. With broken spirits, they could only wait and listen to the tales brought back by Louisoix and his forces.<br /> <br /> :: Some might say that the knowledge of the Echo is what shattered Sylas' ideals. After all, who wouldn't be disheartened to know that there were some that were simply &quot;chosen&quot; to be heroes while the rest of the world could only watch. <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;The Calamity - Present&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Sylas was at Cartenau when the Mad Garlean's plan came to fruition. The day is one the man hardly remembers, as seems to be standard answer most that were present give. Whether or not that's the truth of it is another matter entirely. He spent the next six years performing various sellsword-oriented tasks. The man has taken to calling himself a 'Hunter' these days. If something's lost, he'll find it. <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66861 2014-12-27T00:51:12Z

<p>Sylas: /* Late Teenage - Adult */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel. There is a period of time here where Sylas is rumored to have become an executioner for the Syndicate. Those who committed crimes against the organization were thrown into the ring against him, supposedly, and if they managed to bleed the fighter they earned their freedom. To lose was to be killed. These rumors were substantiated when several 'accidents' took place during Sylas' fights in the form of the man slaying his opponent. He never saw the reach of the law for these killings, for accidents surely happen when a sword is used for sport.<br /> <br /> :: Eventually the pre-Calamity Age of Adventurers began. Having dreamt of traveling the world since his boyhood and having been retired by the powers that be in the Bloodsands, Sylas eagerly joined up with an adventuring company to make his mark on the world. He would be a Hero. He would set the world right. Using nothing but his blade and willpower, Sylas would become a name known across the land. But as we all know, the grandest dreams come tumbling down the hardest. A series of failures that he outright refuses to talk about led to the man joining the reformed Immortal Flames for a short time. He was part of a coordinated offense to slay the newly-summoned Amal'jaa Primal, Ifrit. This operation was considered a total failure when only a handful of those sent out returned alive. They spoke of their own allies turning against them in a sudden and unexpected fervor. With broken spirits, they could only wait and listen to the tales brought back by Louisoix and his forces.<br /> <br /> :: Some might say that the knowledge of the Echo is what shattered Sylas' ideals. After all, who wouldn't be disheartened to know that there were some that were simply &quot;chosen&quot; to be heroes while the rest of the world could only watch. <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66856 2014-12-27T00:36:48Z

<p>Sylas: /* Biography */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Late Teenage - Adult&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: By the time Sylas was in his late teens much had changed for the boy. A series of events transpired that would seperate him from Miss Blue and his companion at the time. While he's loathe to mention that period of his life, there are rumors of a certain tavern burning to the ground under orders from the Syndicate. Protection payments had been important in those days, and few would be found charged with a crime against a business that did not pay their dues. Sylas had risen to some renown as a pit-fighter around the same time and soon called the Gladiator's Guild his home. He spent the next few years of his life fighting for sport, gaining the occasional recognition that came and went as easily as coin in a brothel.<br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66855 2014-12-27T00:30:47Z

<p>Sylas: /* Teenage */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: Miss Blue had been her name; A woman of no renown. The proprietress of a small hole in the wall--a place for the locals to go and purchase what they might, be it women, food, drink or a straw-filled mattress for the night. He had been caught stealing, as most of the streetborn inevitably wound up. She had been the first to show him kindness--an open hearth in exchange for small chores. Warmth, regular enough meals. She’d never cared for him like a son, never provided more than her means allowed her to. She’d had a daughter--a young miqo’te that could never have come from the woman’s loins. He couldn’t remember her name after the years had passed, but they’d been friendly enough. Though she was his senior by a handful of years, she had been the first friend he’d ever had. Playing games at night when they were both ushered into a back room. He’d always been quiet--a lack of conversation for the span of half a decade did that to one. She brought him out of his shell, encouraging the shy boy to boast--even if just a little. <br /> <br /> :: He’d been making Miss Blue’s establishment into something of a home for a year now. The seasons never touched Ul’dah like they did the other city states; places of far off intrigue and tales brought in by the lesser merchants that visited Miss Blue’s little hovel. Tales that incited a young boy’s imagination. He dreamt that year--dreamt of becoming a mercenary and traveling the world. Seeing everything there was to see. He’d take his miqo’te companion with him; they’d grown closer over the course of the year. Something to be expected of two youths that had little else in this world. As these things are wont to happen, the inevitable happened. Awkward fumbling and eager little touches led down a path that ended with the two looking at one-another in a fonder light. He was thirteen, by most estimates. She was his first, and his only, for a time.<br /> <br /> :: In between spending time with his pretty little companion and doing chores for Miss Blue--things that ran the gamut from deliveries to cleaning, the boy found himself drawn to the regular Bloodsand’s competition. A place where a man could make his own destiny with little more than skill with a blade. Fame, fortune. What couldn’t be won by the keenly honed edge of a blade? And so he spoke freely of joining with the Gladiator’s Guild when he’d come of age. Of winning his own fortune, of striking out with his companion to make their dreams a reality. The dreams of a child, while easily stirred, are nearly impossible to dismantle once they’ve gripped hold of the poor creature’s mind. He began bribing the patrons of Miss Blue’s tavern--small favors in exchange for the chance to accompany them on a patrol. To gain a bit of learning about the way of the blade.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66854 2014-12-27T00:29:21Z

<p>Sylas: /* Childhood */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed and the boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66852 2014-12-27T00:28:41Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: His first memories of the Desert City-State were not fond ones. Memories that consisted almost entirely of plucking the necessities of life from decadent merchants; of nimble little fingers dancing through the pockets of those too lost in their vices to notice. Of a well-placed cry and stumble being the most easily trod path for his nightly stew. Thinking beyond the simple joy of a full stomach was unheard of for the child. Each day it’s own struggle--each moment a battle in it’s own right. He hadn’t known better. While some of the children boasted of being trueborn, certain that their stations in life would be secure the moment their parents arrived from whatever far-flung citystate that hailed from. He’d never made similar claims--knowing all too well that the one that had brought him to Ul’dah was never to wake again. There was nothing before that in his mind, nothing before that night where the kindly old man that had brought him so far south had been dragged into a corner and beaten for reasons a child could never comprehend. He knew little of where he came from, and even less of those who desired to be separated from the child. A span of years passed. The boy survived as he could; always ducking the gangs that seemed all too eager to rope a quiet boy into their ranks. He’d seen what a bit of buggery and bullying did to those that fell in line too easily--or those that did not. And so he stayed on the rooftops, never socializing with the fellow urchins. Coming down from his perch only to scavenge, and only at night. He thrived for half a decade in this state. Through thrift and thievery, relying only on his own wits and the carefree nature of the drunks that stumbled beneath his rooftop every night.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66851 2014-12-27T00:26:11Z

<p>Sylas: /* Biography */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> :: The background of Sylas Peregrine is a nebulous thing that even he is only loosely aware of. Not due to amnesia or anything of the sort; no, the man simply didn't hold onto many of his memories while growing up. While they certainly shaped his personality and his outlook on life, there are very few specific events that he would call to mind when reminiscing.<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66850 2014-12-27T00:22:14Z

<p>Sylas: /* Basic Info */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Fire<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66849 2014-12-27T00:21:33Z

<p>Sylas: /* Appearance &amp; Personality */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66848 2014-12-27T00:20:12Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within. The world shall not break him.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;'' -A member of the Arcanist's guild.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did something so vile that he threatened to skin her an' feed her the skin before killing her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but gracious.&quot;'' -A Coerthan Knight.<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66847 2014-12-27T00:18:54Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within. The world shall not break him.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Peregrine? Yeh, he used t'fight down 'ear. Got recruited into some 'venturin' company 'bout 7 years back now. Haven't seen'im since.&quot;'' -A coliseum trainer.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him. <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Th'man's got a lotta respect for whores. Too much, I'd say. Treats'em like they ain't tryin' t'sell 'im a nice piece of ass! He took a few t'dinner back in the'day.&quot;'' -Another former &quot;colleague.&quot;<br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;''<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did somethin' so bad that he threatened t'skin her an' feed her th'skin before killin' her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but damn.&quot;''<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66846 2014-12-27T00:15:49Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within. The world shall not break him.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I heard he only just recently learned how t'read. Makes sense for a fella that grew up like he did, but he seems mighty ashamed of it.&quot;''<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;Apparently his last lover, some Viper-tribe woman, did somethin' so bad that he threatened t'skin her an' feed her th'skin before killin' her. I've heard of a lovers spat, but damn.&quot;''<br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66845 2014-12-27T00:13:23Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within. The world shall not break him.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; ''&quot;I've heard he only goes after the Miqo'te women. Guess he's got a weak spot for a fluffy tail.'' -A former pit-fighter that fought alongside him.<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66844 2014-12-27T00:12:22Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within. The world shall not break him.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a couple that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66843 2014-12-27T00:12:07Z

<p>Sylas: /* Appearance &amp; Personality */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange. The man likes to consider himself a free-spirit, though he does tend to get caught up in the beliefs of others on occasion. Recently he's become a bit more self-aware of his tendency towards apathy and is attempting to settle himself back into a mindset he once found pride within. The world shall not break him.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a pair that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66842 2014-12-27T00:06:47Z

<p>Sylas: /* Miscellaneous */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; [[Lafiaht Dwinani]] - This is a pair that few could have seen coming. What began as a harmless meeting upon the Burning Wall in Thanalan turned into an all-out brawl the next time the pair met. From that point on Sylas's admiration for the free-spirited and quirky Miqo'te grew. Funny how breaking someone's nose can lead to a relationship. Lafiaht was a companion to Sylas when he was at his most lost. The fact that the pair had a fist-fight because telling each other they liked one-another only cemented the fact that at the end of the day, they're a pretty good match.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66841 2014-12-27T00:02:09Z

<p>Sylas: /* Appearance &amp; Personality */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66840 2014-12-27T00:01:45Z

<p>Sylas: /* Appearance &amp; Personality */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : '''&lt;big&gt;Appearance:&lt;/big&gt;''' Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion. A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> : '''&lt;big&gt;Personality:&lt;/big&gt;''' Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66839 2014-12-27T00:00:57Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms. With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion.<br /> A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66838 2014-12-27T00:00:44Z

<p>Sylas: /* Appearance &amp; Personality */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : Sylas is your average Highlander for the most part. There's little remarkable about his height or weight, though more recently his features are looking less harshly defined and a bit fuller. Shirtless, he'd have the appearance of someone that was once a pit-fighter, sculpted to fit a specific aesthetic for the onlookers that paid good money to watch bloodsport. Those days are not-too-long past, so there are still remnants of a musculature created for reasons that were less than pragmatic. Scars litter the Highlander's crag-sculpted frame, the most obvious are likely the two that sit predominantly on his face. Even if the scar that crossed his full lips looked more recent than the others. It's sibling, a small nick under his eye looks to be an age-old thing. The thick strength of his hands is where the next set of noticeable scars sits, primarily across knuckles and within palms.<br /> With a grayness to his hair that makes Sylas appear older than he actually is, he's recently taken to keeping the once-proud mane of hair relatively short. Like most, he's been known to change the style up on occasion.<br /> A perpetual stubble covers the man's face. A beard is impractical while a clean-shaven look makes him look like some sort of factual beast. He is oftentimes said to look perpetually tired of someone's shit. It's not a wrong assessment.<br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange.<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66837 2014-12-26T23:51:38Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas Avatar.png<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange.<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Sylas_Avatar.png&diff=66836 2014-12-26T23:50:50Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div></div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Ffxiv_12252014_162208.png&diff=66835 2014-12-26T23:49:06Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div></div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66834 2014-12-26T23:48:17Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas.jpg<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Arrogance<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning about aether manipulation<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange.<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=66667 2014-12-26T00:37:45Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas.jpg<br /> | imagewidth = 250<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Age<br /> | stat_1_value = 28<br /> | stat_2 = Marital Status<br /> | stat_2_value = Taken<br /> | stat_3 = Occupation<br /> | stat_3_value = 'Hunter'/Ex-Pit Fighter<br /> | stat_4 = Height/Weight<br /> | stat_4_value = 6'7&quot; / 280 ponze<br /> | stat_5 = Orientation<br /> | stat_5_value = Heteroflexible<br /> | stat_6 = Relatives<br /> | stat_6_value = None.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> '''WIP Like Whoa<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Basic Info&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Likes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Privacy<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Hitting things<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; People Watching<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alcohol<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Exploring<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Learning<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#ECCA67;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Doing crazy shit<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Dislikes''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Windy days<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Those who expect to be respected<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Strong smells<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#DFD59E;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Slimes<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''Other''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/trueneutral.html True Neutral]<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Vice(s): Moderate drug usage<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Food: Fried Popotos<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Drink: Goblin Firewhiskey<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#CACFA5;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; Favorite Color: Red<br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Appearance &amp; Personality&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> : <br /> <br /> : Personality-wise, Sylas is a more amiable sort. Normally a man of few words, he allows the image of a lumbering brute to be the way most people perceive him. In reality, he's a thoughtful man that simply takes his time in making his opinions on things known. Not being the most eloquent or poetic man, Sylas prefers to let his actions speak for him. This typically means he ends up fighting someone to prove a point, whether it to settle a dispute or to show affection. He's strange.<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Biography&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Childhood&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> ::<br /> :: <br /> :: <br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Teenage&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> :: <br /> ::<br /> ::<br /> <br /> =====&lt;div style=&quot;padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;=====<br /> <br /> <br /> (... ''Constantly in flux! Will update as necessary.''.)<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;table style=&quot;position:center;&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;tr&gt;<br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RUMORS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> ''Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC!''<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;border:0px solid; padding:8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;&quot;&gt;◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#90AB76;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;&quot;&gt;◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#F37E1D;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;&quot;&gt;◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#D83018;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;&quot;&gt;◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt;<br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> : &lt;font style=&quot;color:#aac5b4;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;■&lt;/font&gt; <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;<br /> <br /> &lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;mw-headline&quot;&gt;<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;''RELATIONS''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;<br /> : &lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#F02311;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Romantic Interest&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#FA70BC;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; Platonic Love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style=&quot;color:#9EC60B;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Good Standing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font style=&quot;color:#C24640;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;●&lt;/font&gt; Poor Standing&lt;/center&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;<br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Gallery&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> &lt;center&gt;<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> <br /> ===&lt;div style=&quot;padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;&quot;&gt;Footnotes&lt;/div&gt;===<br /> Theme inspired by Bancroft</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=56993 2014-10-23T18:50:36Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas.jpg<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Height<br /> | stat_1_value = 6 fulms 4 ilms<br /> | stat_2 = Weight<br /> | stat_2_value = 260 ponze<br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> [UNDERGOING REGULARLY SCHEDULED MAINTENANCE. AKA: IN NEED OF REWRITES.]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=56489 2014-10-19T15:55:54Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas.jpg<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Height<br /> | stat_1_value = 6 fulms 4 ilms<br /> | stat_2 = Weight<br /> | stat_2_value = 260 ponze<br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas Peregrine all but grew up in the Coliseum of Ul'dah. One day the boy simply showed up at the Gladiator's Guild with a knife in one hand and a plank strapped to the other. He adamantly demanded training and was sent away for being naught but a child. Every day he came back, though, and quickly gained a reputation as a stubborn little street rat. After several weeks of trying and being shoo'd away he was given admittance to the guild. The boy proved to be a quick learner and using the tactics taught by the Lalafell in the guild, he became adept at using his smaller frame and greater speed against much larger opponents to overcome them with flurries of what amounted to pecks and scratches. Thanks to the screeching noises the boy made while he was fighting combined with the speed and swooping tactics, Sylas received the nickname 'The Bladed Falcon.' He took this name a step farther, eschewing whatever familial name was given to him (if he had one to begin with) and calling himself Peregrine, a type of falcon he could've sworn he heard a bard speaking of at one point or another. <br /> <br /> That's not to say he didn't receive his fair share of beatings.<br /> <br /> The years passed and the boy grew into a man. His tactics barely changed as he grew, though with age came a much larger body and stronger muscles. The speed of his youth was lost with this larger frame, though Sylas did his best to adapt. As time went on, the life of a Gladiator for Ul'dahn sport grew to be something he no longer loved. Yearning for more, and quite frankly burnt out on fighting things for money, Sylas took his savings and struck out as an Adventurer.<br /> <br /> For the past year, this man has focused on efforts that could be called relatively minute. He's not been involved with any of the world-shaking changes that have taken place; and truly he seems to enjoy a more behind-the-scenes role with whatever he might be involved with. Gone are the days where he would be the first to draw a blade. Of course, when enough buttons were pushed...<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. Adorning his jawline is a 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a shocking emerald, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest. That said, of late he's taken to wearing better-made clothing and where his hair had once been kept short enough to keep the 'fresh out of bed' look going for the duration of the day, he's allowed the hair to grow. It's kept groomed neatly enough, and he seems a bit more fond of it these days than in the past. He's cleaned himself up, appearance-wise, and doesn't seem to entirely dislike the comments it's earned him.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened. He's not one to make threats--especially if he isn't prepared to follow up on them in the most immediate of terms. <br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas favors to fight with a one-handed blade above all else. It's rare to see him without some form of bladed weapon on his person, and it's a fair bet to assume that he's always got something tucked away. He's become a fair fighter with his hands in recent moons; enjoying the speed and alacrity necessary to give knuckle-clad blows the extra bit required to knock someone around.<br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* When people listen to him.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Boisterous people.<br /> ::* His things being threatened.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* Observing people.<br /> ::* Fighting.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> <br /> <br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Nothing is known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> While Sylas can frequently be seen at the relative center of some social gatherings within the Quicksand, he is loathe to disclose whom he actually keeps close.<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Enough. Few stick around long enough to cause him any amount of concern. This number, however, may certainly be growing.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==You might know him from...==<br /> <br /> -His time spent as a Gladiator on the Bloodsands for the past decade.<br /> <br /> -The more scholarly sort might recognize him as a borrower of easy-to-read books in recent years. Mostly children's tales and things with pictures.<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=53844 2014-10-04T01:39:45Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas.jpg<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Height<br /> | stat_1_value = 6 fulms 4 ilms<br /> | stat_2 = Weight<br /> | stat_2_value = 260 ponze<br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas Peregrine all but grew up in the Coliseum of Ul'dah. One day the boy simply showed up at the Gladiator's Guild with a knife in one hand and a plank strapped to the other. He adamantly demanded training and was sent away for being naught but a child. Every day he came back, though, and quickly gained a reputation as a stubborn little street rat. After several weeks of trying and being shoo'd away he was given admittance to the guild. The boy proved to be a quick learner and using the tactics taught by the Lalafell in the guild, he became adept at using his smaller frame and greater speed against much larger opponents to overcome them with flurries of what amounted to pecks and scratches. Thanks to the screeching noises the boy made while he was fighting combined with the speed and swooping tactics, Sylas received the nickname 'The Bladed Falcon.' He took this name a step farther, eschewing whatever familial name was given to him (if he had one to begin with) and calling himself Peregrine, a type of falcon he could've sworn he heard a bard speaking of at one point or another. <br /> <br /> That's not to say he didn't receive his fair share of beatings.<br /> <br /> The years passed and the boy grew into a man. His tactics barely changed as he grew, though with age came a much larger body and stronger muscles. The speed of his youth was lost with this larger frame, though Sylas did his best to adapt. As time went on, the life of a Gladiator for Ul'dahn sport grew to be something he no longer loved. Yearning for more, and quite frankly burnt out on fighting things for money, Sylas took his savings and struck out as an Adventurer.<br /> <br /> For the past year, this man has focused on efforts that could be called relatively minute. He's not been involved with any of the world-shaking changes that have taken place; and truly he seems to enjoy a more behind-the-scenes role with whatever he might be involved with. Gone are the days where he would be the first to draw a blade. Of course, when enough buttons were pushed...<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. Adorning his jawline is a 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a shocking emerald, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest. That said, of late he's taken to wearing better-made clothing and where his hair had once been kept short enough to keep the 'fresh out of bed' look going for the duration of the day, he's allowed the hair to grow. It's kept groomed neatly enough, and he seems a bit more fond of it these days than in the past. He's cleaned himself up, appearance-wise, and doesn't seem to entirely dislike the comments it's earned him.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened. He's not one to make threats--especially if he isn't prepared to follow up on them in the most immediate of terms. <br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas favors to fight with a one-handed blade above all else. It's rare to see him without some form of bladed weapon on his person, and it's a fair bet to assume that he's always got something tucked away. He's become a fair fighter with his hands in recent moons; enjoying the speed and alacrity necessary to give knuckle-clad blows the extra bit required to knock someone around.<br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* When people listen to him.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Boisterous people.<br /> ::* His things being threatened.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* Observing people.<br /> ::* Fighting.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> <br /> ::* L'Vi Lyrre - A woman that, upon their first meeting, Sylas had thought nothing much of. She was full of enough vitriol to send most people into a rage. The even-keeled nature of his temper brought them closer together in time, however. These days they are both lovers and partners. Some may speak of an organization the two are building in the crowded streets of Ul'dah. The two are frequently seen at each other's side, and it's unlikely that they are ever out of contact for very long. He is protective of her to the point of being overbearing in some cases, but what man is not protective of that which he considers his?<br /> <br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Nothing is known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> While Sylas can frequently be seen at the relative center of some social gatherings within the Quicksand, he is loathe to disclose whom he actually keeps close.<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Enough. Few stick around long enough to cause him any amount of concern. This number, however, may certainly be growing.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==You might know him from...==<br /> <br /> -His time spent as a Gladiator on the Bloodsands for the past decade.<br /> <br /> -The more scholarly sort might recognize him as a borrower of easy-to-read books in recent years. Mostly children's tales and things with pictures.<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=File:Sylas.jpg&diff=53843 2014-10-04T01:38:24Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div></div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=53841 2014-10-04T01:07:33Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Height<br /> | stat_1_value = 6 fulms 4 ilms<br /> | stat_2 = Weight<br /> | stat_2_value = 260 ponze<br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas Peregrine all but grew up in the Coliseum of Ul'dah. One day the boy simply showed up at the Gladiator's Guild with a knife in one hand and a plank strapped to the other. He adamantly demanded training and was sent away for being naught but a child. Every day he came back, though, and quickly gained a reputation as a stubborn little street rat. After several weeks of trying and being shoo'd away he was given admittance to the guild. The boy proved to be a quick learner and using the tactics taught by the Lalafell in the guild, he became adept at using his smaller frame and greater speed against much larger opponents to overcome them with flurries of what amounted to pecks and scratches. Thanks to the screeching noises the boy made while he was fighting combined with the speed and swooping tactics, Sylas received the nickname 'The Bladed Falcon.' He took this name a step farther, eschewing whatever familial name was given to him (if he had one to begin with) and calling himself Peregrine, a type of falcon he could've sworn he heard a bard speaking of at one point or another. <br /> <br /> That's not to say he didn't receive his fair share of beatings.<br /> <br /> The years passed and the boy grew into a man. His tactics barely changed as he grew, though with age came a much larger body and stronger muscles. The speed of his youth was lost with this larger frame, though Sylas did his best to adapt. As time went on, the life of a Gladiator for Ul'dahn sport grew to be something he no longer loved. Yearning for more, and quite frankly burnt out on fighting things for money, Sylas took his savings and struck out as an Adventurer.<br /> <br /> For the past year, this man has focused on efforts that could be called relatively minute. He's not been involved with any of the world-shaking changes that have taken place; and truly he seems to enjoy a more behind-the-scenes role with whatever he might be involved with. Gone are the days where he would be the first to draw a blade. Of course, when enough buttons were pushed...<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. Adorning his jawline is a 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a shocking emerald, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest. That said, of late he's taken to wearing better-made clothing and where his hair had once been kept short enough to keep the 'fresh out of bed' look going for the duration of the day, he's allowed the hair to grow. It's kept groomed neatly enough, and he seems a bit more fond of it these days than in the past. He's cleaned himself up, appearance-wise, and doesn't seem to entirely dislike the comments it's earned him.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened. He's not one to make threats--especially if he isn't prepared to follow up on them in the most immediate of terms. <br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas favors to fight with a one-handed blade above all else. It's rare to see him without some form of bladed weapon on his person, and it's a fair bet to assume that he's always got something tucked away. He's become a fair fighter with his hands in recent moons; enjoying the speed and alacrity necessary to give knuckle-clad blows the extra bit required to knock someone around.<br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* When people listen to him.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Boisterous people.<br /> ::* His things being threatened.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* Observing people.<br /> ::* Fighting.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> <br /> ::* L'Vi Lyrre - A woman that, upon their first meeting, Sylas had thought nothing much of. She was full of enough vitriol to send most people into a rage. The even-keeled nature of his temper brought them closer together in time, however. These days they are both lovers and partners. Some may speak of an organization the two are building in the crowded streets of Ul'dah. The two are frequently seen at each other's side, and it's unlikely that they are ever out of contact for very long. He is protective of her to the point of being overbearing in some cases, but what man is not protective of that which he considers his?<br /> <br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Nothing is known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> While Sylas can frequently be seen at the relative center of some social gatherings within the Quicksand, he is loathe to disclose whom he actually keeps close.<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Enough. Few stick around long enough to cause him any amount of concern. This number, however, may certainly be growing.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==You might know him from...==<br /> <br /> -His time spent as a Gladiator on the Bloodsands for the past decade.<br /> <br /> -The more scholarly sort might recognize him as a borrower of easy-to-read books in recent years. Mostly children's tales and things with pictures.<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=41972 2014-07-20T23:22:12Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Height<br /> | stat_1_value = 6 fulms 4 ilms<br /> | stat_2 = Weight<br /> | stat_2_value = 260 ponze<br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas Peregrine all but grew up in the Coliseum of Ul'dah. One day the boy simply showed up at the Gladiator's Guild with a knife in one hand and a plank strapped to the other. He adamantly demanded training and was sent away for being naught but a child. Every day he came back, though, and quickly gained a reputation as a stubborn little street rat. After several weeks of trying and being shoo'd away he was given admittance to the guild. The boy proved to be a quick learner and using the tactics taught by the Lalafell in the guild, he became adept at using his smaller frame and greater speed against much larger opponents to overcome them with flurries of what amounted to pecks and scratches. Thanks to the screeching noises the boy made while he was fighting combined with the speed and swooping tactics, Sylas received the nickname 'The Bladed Falcon.' He took this name a step farther, eschewing whatever familial name was given to him (if he had one to begin with) and calling himself Peregrine, a type of falcon he could've sworn he heard a bard speaking of at one point or another. <br /> <br /> That's not to say he didn't receive his fair share of beatings.<br /> <br /> The years passed and the boy grew into a man. His tactics barely changed as he grew, though with age came a much larger body and stronger muscles. The speed of his youth was lost with this larger frame, though Sylas did his best to adapt. As time went on, the life of a Gladiator for Ul'dahn sport grew to be something he no longer loved. Yearning for more, and quite frankly burnt out on fighting things for money, Sylas took his savings and struck out as an Adventurer.<br /> <br /> This is where his tale begins.<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. His hair as of late has been far better groomed than it was in the past. Adorning his jawline is a 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a shocking emerald, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened.<br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas favors the one-handed blade and shield style taught within the Gladiator's Guild. Having all but grown up in the guild, he's very proficient with both weapons. As of late he's been experimenting with a large number of weapons and even begun dabbling in some of the less subtle magical arts.<br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* Exploration.<br /> ::* Trying to help people out. He doesn't always succeed.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Unnecessarily loud people.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* He's slowly learning how to read and write.<br /> ::* When he's not subjecting himself to education, there's a piece of wood and a knife in his hand for him to whittle at.<br /> ::* Humming.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Not much is publicly known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> He doesn't keep very many friends, though he's been trying to better his social skills in the last few months!<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Plenty. Growing up as a Gladiator would surely give him a large handful of rivals and enemies.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==You might know him from...==<br /> <br /> -His time spent as a Gladiator on the Bloodsands for the past decade.<br /> <br /> -The more scholarly sort might recognize him as a borrower of easy-to-read books in recent years. Mostly children's tales and things with pictures.<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=11120 2013-08-14T18:53:06Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = Height<br /> | stat_1_value = 6 fulms 4 ilms<br /> | stat_2 = Weight<br /> | stat_2_value = 260 ponze<br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas Peregrine all but grew up in the Coliseum of Ul'dah. One day the boy simply showed up at the Gladiator's Guild with a knife in one hand and a plank strapped to the other. He adamantly demanded training and was sent away for being naught but a child. Every day he came back, though, and quickly gained a reputation as a stubborn little street rat. After several weeks of trying and being shoo'd away he was given admittance to the guild. The boy proved to be a quick learner and using the tactics taught by the Lalafell in the guild, he became adept at using his smaller frame and greater speed against much larger opponents to overcome them with flurries of what amounted to pecks and scratches. Thanks to the screeching noises the boy made while he was fighting combined with the speed and swooping tactics, Sylas received the nickname 'The Bladed Falcon.' He took this name a step farther, eschewing whatever familial name was given to him (if he had one to begin with) and calling himself Peregrine, a type of falcon he could've sworn he heard a bard speaking of at one point or another. <br /> <br /> That's not to say he didn't receive his fair share of beatings.<br /> <br /> The years passed and the boy grew into a man. His tactics barely changed as he grew, though with age came a much larger body and stronger muscles. The speed of his youth was lost with this larger frame, though Sylas did his best to adapt. As time went on, the life of a Gladiator for Ul'dahn sport grew to be something he no longer loved. Yearning for more, and quite frankly burnt out on fighting things for money, Sylas took his savings and struck out as an Adventurer.<br /> <br /> This is where his tale begins.<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. There's a clear lack of grooming where his hairstyle is concerned. That shock of hair is accompanied by 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a deep-blue color, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened.<br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas favors the one-handed blade and shield style taught within the Gladiator's Guild. Having all but grown up in the guild, he's very proficient with both weapons. As of late he's been experimenting with a large number of weapons and even begun dabbling in some of the less subtle magical arts.<br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* Exploration.<br /> ::* Trying to help people out. He doesn't always succeed.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Unnecessarily loud people.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* He's slowly learning how to read and write.<br /> ::* When he's not subjecting himself to education, there's a piece of wood and a knife in his hand for him to whittle at.<br /> ::* Humming.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Not much is publicly known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> He doesn't keep very many friends, though he's been trying to better his social skills in the last few months!<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Plenty. Growing up as a Gladiator would surely give him a large handful of rivals and enemies.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==You might know him from...==<br /> <br /> -His time spent as a Gladiator on the Bloodsands for the past decade.<br /> <br /> -The more scholarly sort might recognize him as a borrower of easy-to-read books in recent years. Mostly children's tales and things with pictures.<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=11116 2013-08-14T18:47:42Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | Height = 6 fulms 4 ilms<br /> | stat_1 = <br /> | stat_1_value = <br /> | stat_2 = <br /> | stat_2_value = <br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas Peregrine all but grew up in the Coliseum of Ul'dah. One day the boy simply showed up at the Gladiator's Guild with a knife in one hand and a plank strapped to the other. He adamantly demanded training and was sent away for being naught but a child. Every day he came back, though, and quickly gained a reputation as a stubborn little street rat. After several weeks of trying and being shoo'd away he was given admittance to the guild. The boy proved to be a quick learner and using the tactics taught by the Lalafell in the guild, he became adept at using his smaller frame and greater speed against much larger opponents to overcome them with flurries of what amounted to pecks and scratches. Thanks to the screeching noises the boy made while he was fighting combined with the speed and swooping tactics, Sylas received the nickname 'The Bladed Falcon.' He took this name a step farther, eschewing whatever familial name was given to him (if he had one to begin with) and calling himself Peregrine, a type of falcon he could've sworn he heard a bard speaking of at one point or another. <br /> <br /> That's not to say he didn't receive his fair share of beatings.<br /> <br /> The years passed and the boy grew into a man. His tactics barely changed as he grew, though with age came a much larger body and stronger muscles. The speed of his youth was lost with this larger frame, though Sylas did his best to adapt. As time went on, the life of a Gladiator for Ul'dahn sport grew to be something he no longer loved. Yearning for more, and quite frankly burnt out on fighting things for money, Sylas took his savings and struck out as an Adventurer.<br /> <br /> This is where his tale begins.<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. There's a clear lack of grooming where his hairstyle is concerned. That shock of hair is accompanied by 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a deep-blue color, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened.<br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas favors the one-handed blade and shield style taught within the Gladiator's Guild. Having all but grown up in the guild, he's very proficient with both weapons. As of late he's been experimenting with a large number of weapons and even begun dabbling in some of the less subtle magical arts.<br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* Exploration.<br /> ::* Trying to help people out. He doesn't always succeed.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Unnecessarily loud people.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* He's slowly learning how to read and write.<br /> ::* When he's not subjecting himself to education, there's a piece of wood and a knife in his hand for him to whittle at.<br /> ::* Humming.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Not much is publicly known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> He doesn't keep very many friends, though he's been trying to better his social skills in the last few months!<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Plenty. Growing up as a Gladiator would surely give him a large handful of rivals and enemies.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==You might know him from...==<br /> <br /> -His time spent as a Gladiator on the Bloodsands for the past decade.<br /> <br /> -The more scholarly sort might recognize him as a borrower of easy-to-read books in recent years. Mostly children's tales and things with pictures.<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=9447 2013-08-04T18:19:24Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = <br /> | stat_1_value = <br /> | stat_2 = <br /> | stat_2_value = <br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas Peregrine all but grew up in the Coliseum of Ul'dah. One day the boy simply showed up at the Gladiator's Guild with a knife in one hand and a plank strapped to the other. He adamantly demanded training and was sent away for being naught but a child. Every day he came back, though, and quickly gained a reputation as a stubborn little street rat. After several weeks of trying and being shoo'd away he was given admittance to the guild. The boy proved to be a quick learner and using the tactics taught by the Lalafell in the guild, he became adept at using his smaller frame and greater speed against much larger opponents to overcome them with flurries of what amounted to pecks and scratches. Thanks to the screeching noises the boy made while he was fighting combined with the speed and swooping tactics, Sylas received the nickname 'The Bladed Falcon.' He took this name a step farther, eschewing whatever familial name was given to him (if he had one to begin with) and calling himself Peregrine, a type of falcon he could've sworn he heard a bard speaking of at one point or another. <br /> <br /> That's not to say he didn't receive his fair share of beatings.<br /> <br /> The years passed and the boy grew into a man. His tactics barely changed as he grew, though with age came a much larger body and stronger muscles. The speed of his youth was lost with this larger frame, though Sylas did his best to adapt. As time went on, the life of a Gladiator for Ul'dahn sport grew to be something he no longer loved. Yearning for more, and quite frankly burnt out on fighting things for money, Sylas took his savings and struck out as an Adventurer.<br /> <br /> This is where his tale begins.<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. There's a clear lack of grooming where his hairstyle is concerned. That shock of hair is accompanied by 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a deep-blue color, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened.<br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas favors the one-handed blade and shield style taught within the Gladiator's Guild. Having all but grown up in the guild, he's very proficient with both weapons. As of late he's been experimenting with a large number of weapons and even begun dabbling in some of the less subtle magical arts.<br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* Exploration.<br /> ::* Trying to help people out. He doesn't always succeed.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Unnecessarily loud people.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* He's slowly learning how to read and write.<br /> ::* When he's not subjecting himself to education, there's a piece of wood and a knife in his hand for him to whittle at.<br /> ::* Humming.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Not much is publicly known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> He doesn't keep very many friends, though he's been trying to better his social skills in the last few months!<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Plenty. Growing up as a Gladiator would surely give him a large handful of rivals and enemies.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==You might know him from...==<br /> <br /> -His time spent as a Gladiator on the Bloodsands for the past decade.<br /> <br /> -The more scholarly sort might recognize him as a borrower of easy-to-read books in recent years. Mostly children's tales and things with pictures.<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta’ea]]<br /> <br /> <br /> [[category:Wiki Templates]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=9196 2013-08-03T06:19:55Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = <br /> | stat_1_value = <br /> | stat_2 = <br /> | stat_2_value = <br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas Peregrine all but grew up in the Coliseum of Ul'dah. One day the boy simply showed up at the Gladiator's Guild with a knife in one hand and a plank strapped to the other. He adamantly demanded training and was sent away for being naught but a child. Every day he came back, though, and quickly gained a reputation as a stubborn little street rat. After several weeks of trying and being shoo'd away he was given admittance to the guild. The boy proved to be a quick learner and using the tactics taught by the Lalafell in the guild, he became adept at using his smaller frame and greater speed against much larger opponents to overcome them with flurries of what amounted to pecks and scratches. Thanks to the screeching noises the boy made while he was fighting combined with the speed and swooping tactics, Sylas received the nickname 'The Bladed Falcon.' He took this name a step farther, eschewing whatever familial name was given to him (if he had one to begin with) and calling himself Peregrine, a type of falcon he could've sworn he heard a bard speaking of at one point or another. <br /> <br /> That's not to say he didn't receive his fair share of beatings.<br /> <br /> The years passed and the boy grew into a man. His tactics barely changed as he grew, though with age came a much larger body and stronger muscles. The speed of his youth was lost with this larger frame, though Sylas did his best to adapt. As time went on, the life of a Gladiator for Ul'dahn sport grew to be something he no longer loved. Yearning for more, and quite frankly burnt out on fighting things for money, Sylas took his savings and struck out as an Adventurer.<br /> <br /> This is where his tale begins.<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. There's a clear lack of grooming where his hairstyle is concerned. That shock of hair is accompanied by 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a deep-blue color, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened.<br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas favors the one-handed blade and shield style taught within the Gladiator's Guild. Having all but grown up in the guild, he's very proficient with both weapons. As of late he's been experimenting with a large number of weapons and even begun dabbling in some of the less subtle magical arts.<br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* Exploration.<br /> ::* Trying to help people out. He doesn't always succeed.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Unnecessarily loud people.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* He's slowly learning how to read and write.<br /> ::* When he's not subjecting himself to education, there's a piece of wood and a knife in his hand for him to whittle at.<br /> ::* Humming.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Not much is publicly known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> He doesn't keep very many friends, though he's been trying to better his social skills in the last few months!<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Plenty. Growing up as a Gladiator would surely give him a large handful of rivals and enemies.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta’ea]]<br /> <br /> <br /> [[category:Wiki Templates]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=9183 2013-08-03T05:48:50Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = <br /> | stat_1_value = <br /> | stat_2 = <br /> | stat_2_value = <br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Very much a WIP<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. There's a clear lack of grooming where his hairstyle is concerned. That shock of hair is accompanied by 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a deep-blue color, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened.<br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Sylas favors the one-handed blade and shield style taught within the Gladiator's Guild. Having all but grown up in the guild, he's very proficient with both weapons. As of late he's been experimenting with a large number of weapons and even begun dabbling in some of the less subtle magical arts.<br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* Exploration.<br /> ::* Trying to help people out. He doesn't always succeed.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Unnecessarily loud people.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* He's slowly learning how to read and write.<br /> ::* When he's not subjecting himself to education, there's a piece of wood and a knife in his hand for him to whittle at.<br /> ::* Humming.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Not much is publicly known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> He doesn't keep very many friends, though he's been trying to better his social skills in the last few months!<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Plenty. Growing up as a Gladiator would surely give him a large handful of rivals and enemies.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta’ea]]<br /> <br /> <br /> [[category:Wiki Templates]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=9182 2013-08-03T05:44:33Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = <br /> | stat_1_value = <br /> | stat_2 = <br /> | stat_2_value = <br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Very much a WIP<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. There's a clear lack of grooming where his hairstyle is concerned. That shock of hair is accompanied by 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a deep-blue color, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened.<br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* Exploration.<br /> ::* Trying to help people out. He doesn't always succeed.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Unnecessarily loud people.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* He's slowly learning how to read and write.<br /> ::* When he's not subjecting himself to education, there's a piece of wood and a knife in his hand for him to whittle at.<br /> ::* Humming.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> Not much is publicly known about his family.<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> He doesn't keep very many friends, though he's been trying to better his social skills in the last few months!<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> Plenty. Growing up as a Gladiator would surely give him a large handful of rivals and enemies.<br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta’ea]]<br /> <br /> <br /> [[category:Wiki Templates]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=9181 2013-08-03T05:42:32Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = <br /> | stat_1_value = <br /> | stat_2 = <br /> | stat_2_value = <br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Very much a WIP<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. There's a clear lack of grooming where his hairstyle is concerned. That shock of hair is accompanied by 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a deep-blue color, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened.<br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* Exploration.<br /> ::* Trying to help people out. He doesn't always succeed.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Unnecessarily loud people.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* He's slowly learning how to read and write.<br /> ::* When he's not subjecting himself to education, there's a piece of wood and a knife in his hand for him to whittle at.<br /> ::* Humming.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==Rumors==<br /> ===Common Rumors===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> ===Moderate Rumors===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> ===Rare Rumors===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> ===PC Rumors===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta’ea]]<br /> <br /> <br /> [[category:Wiki Templates]]</div>

Sylas https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sylas_Peregrine&diff=9179 2013-08-03T05:36:49Z

<p>Sylas: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox-character<br /> | name = Sylas Peregrine<br /> | image = Sylas_1.png<br /> | imagewidth = 350<br /> | caption =<br /> | title = The Bladed Falcon<br /> | gender = Male<br /> | citizenship = Ul'dah<br /> | race = Hyur<br /> | clan = Highlander<br /> | stat_1 = <br /> | stat_1_value = <br /> | stat_2 = <br /> | stat_2_value = <br /> | stat_3 = <br /> | stat_3_value = <br /> | stat_4 = <br /> | stat_4_value = <br /> | stat_5 = <br /> | stat_5_value = <br /> | stat_6 = <br /> | stat_6_value = <br /> }}<br /> {{Character-stub}}<br /> <br /> ==Character==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> Very much a WIP<br /> <br /> ===Appearance===<br /> <br /> Sylas typically appears to be in a state of constant dishevelment. His perpetually messy hair is a shade of black with the occasional gray streak. He's not old enough for such a thing, but a lifetime of constant stress has it's effect on anyone. There's a clear lack of grooming where his hairstyle is concerned. That shock of hair is accompanied by 5 o'clock shadow that never seems to fade. It's likely he could trim it off entirely, but it would probably return within a few hours. He's about average height as far as Highlander's are concerned, sitting at a solid 6'5&quot;. His frame, while having the stereotypical physique of a Highlander, is somewhat lacking when compared to his beefier brethren. This one favors speed and balance over brute force. He's about as tanned as one would expect from someone living in Ul'dah. His eyes are a deep-blue color, and while they're almost always heavy-lidded one might get the sense that this man is seeing more than he lets on.<br /> <br /> In short, he always looks tired and disheveled. Like someone that was freshly woken up from a not-quite-good night's rest.<br /> <br /> ===Behavior===<br /> <br /> He's typically a quiet one. Doing what he needs to do without speaking up or providing much sass. Sylas allows his actions to speak for him. It's worked so far. Slow to anger but a stalwart and even stubborn defender when those he's put under his protection are threatened.<br /> <br /> ==Combat==<br /> ===General===<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> <br /> ==Tendencies==<br /> ===Likes===<br /> ::* Quiet.<br /> ::* Exploration.<br /> ::* Trying to help people out. He doesn't always succeed.<br /> <br /> ===Dislikes===<br /> ::* Unnecessarily loud people.<br /> <br /> ===Hobbies/Talents===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> ===Other===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> ==Relationships==<br /> ===Family===<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ===Friends===<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ===Enemies===<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==Rumors==<br /> ===Common Rumors===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> ===Moderate Rumors===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> ===Rare Rumors===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> ===PC Rumors===<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> ::* Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.<br /> <br /> <br /> ==History/Timeline==<br /> <br /> WIP<br /> <br /> ==Annotations==<br /> <br /> This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta’ea]]<br /> <br /> <br /> [[category:Wiki Templates]]</div>

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